beginning of a torture!
I was done having the soup, Samara cleaned up the room while I sat there looking at the fireplace thinking about the situation I was in. This was odd, I didn't know at this point whom to trust 'I can't even call dad I will be just be risking him again in problems because of my incompetence'.
Just then the door clicked, I turned to see Brian standing there with a smile that now seemed fake to me everything...every single thing seemed fake, I wonder if I was even in a real apartment and was there real snow outside . "How are you Aphie! You seem in a great physique today" he sat down near me keeping a respectful distance but close enough to strangle me to death. Brian continued his voice sounded a bit ashamed, "I sorry for what chris did, although this is not a first time for me to apologies for such of his behavior...Aphie dear can you please look at me"
"Why? why should I even bother" and then I did look up at him, brian had such a sad expression on his face like there was something he just couldn't help. "Why brian? why are you lying to me?" I was frustrated with everything it all looked like a plan "Just tell me what you exactly want from me, I know I am not strong enough against anyone in this house. So I will be A GOOD GIRL just stop with all this staged act its irritating"
Brian came close to me and put his hand on my shoulder, for a moment it felt warm like strong yet caring father's touch; and then he pressed my shoulder hard...so hard it sent shivers and pains to my recent wounds "Ahhhhhh!! Stop! It hurts stop!" I screamed in pain but his grip got more and more hard to get out of; "BRIAN STOP!" I shouted and slapped his hand hard, suddenly I was out of his clutches. I immediate got up and went far from him to other corner of the room, "Both of you are maniacs".
He looked at me in a confused way for some time. Then he got up and started moving towards me, "I guess my theory was right, it must have been some 'end of life' instinct" he came up more close to me and my heart started pumping faster and faster with each of his step, I was scared yet ready to defend.
He looked at me with lots of questions racing on his mind then suddenly as if found some answer he quietly returned to his seat back on the sofa. I was scared, I was weak and this is where I had decided to be it was not possible for me to fight or escape without risking my life 'I have a promise to fulfill mara what have I been doing, all these years I ran from that promise and today nearing my death I feel so strongly towards it'
"Aphie!" I heard brian's voice "where are you lost dear? come sit here" Brian called to me by patting a seat across him on the couch. I was hesitant I didn't know what was coming but I had no other choice, I had decided to play along as I wanted to survive a bit longer. Brian smiled at me with that warm smile of his and got up as soon as I sat on the couch beside him.
"You are scared aphie and its understandable, I apologize on behalf of my son and myself but I need you to know we mean no harm to you. You will be starting with your physiotherapy session tomorrow first thing in the morning so work hard towards recovery, till then its better me and chris are not in your sight so you can focus completely on your recovery. Samara is well trained and she will take good care of you rest assured" Saying this brian got up and left, leaving me with huge number of questions and no one to answer. I will just continue to be cautious even when it comes to samara, I have to focus on getting out of here so one step at a time starting with recovery tomorrow morning.
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The alarm went off like siren in the room, I blindly fiddled the table but couldn't find it. I had to get out of the blanket opened one eye but it wasn't there! The sound just kept loudening and irritating my sleep evaporated from my body. I looked around the room and saw the clock on the fireplace. 'Stupid son of a... moron! such cruelty that person will rot in hell' well even after everything of my strict routine you don't wake me up even 1 minute before the time I want to wake up.
I picked the alarm clock and smashed it on the ground and stomped it till it stopped screaming. I looked outside the window 'The Sun! its not even above the horizon yet!'. I heard the door click and saw samara with my breakfast in her hand "Good morning dear!" She looked down at the broken clock "You seem in a rather bad mood, does clock alarm irritate you?". I couldn't help but look at her in awe, 'did she even get any sleep?' she came well dressed and with well served breakfast this early in the morning.
"Get fresh and have some breakfast while it is still hot dear, today is the first day we will start with basic physiotherapy so you will need all the strength in you", Samara said with that sweet smile the prettiest most calm and currently perfectly irritating. I was still looking at her still recovering from this still early to be called night scenario.
"What time is it?", I finally managed to get myself back here. Samara replied speaking fast and started pushing me to the washroom, "Its 5:17 in the morning dear, Now get ready fast you have to take an ayurvedic bath at 5:30 we can't be late or the water temperature can change and we wouldn't want that with those herbs!" she pushed me inside the bathroom and shut the door behind me asking me to loo fast so I have time to eat breakfast.
'What is happening!?' My mind was numb a moment back and now it was in utter chaos. How was I supposed to force poop in 5 minutes and then have breakfast in next five! It all happened so fast I couldn't process a single reply or any moment of it, What was going on? This is not physiotherapy maybe its the beginning of a torture!