Embrace Of The Lucifer

Chapter 53

96 hours and 50 minutes have passed. August was locked up in that same bedroom of her captor's.

Her eyes were sealed at a certain surface of the white ceiling. Her eyes were dull, they looked as if

they belonged to a dead person. Dull and lifeless. It didn't shed any more tears, they were dried and

her tears were now parched on her cheeks. She wasn't wearing the same clothes anymore, instead,

she was in a white knee-high simple dress and matching undergarments. Her arms were sore, she

pulled on the ropes that were fastened to her wrists and almost screamed in pain. She had been in that

position for two days straight, her wrists were on fire, her arms went numb from the pain. She tried to

scream but it was interrupted by the thick material that was placed on her mouth. The cloth muffled her

agonizing screams and painful whimpers. The bedroom wasn't soundproof, so the maids and the

guards could hear her screams but Lucifer warned them to not untie her or let her out of the bedroom.

She wasn't entirely alone there, one of the maids would always come and check on her, they would

give her food and escort her to the bathroom if she needed to go. But they never untied her, she tried to

leave the room thrice but never succeeded. The maids eventually felt pity for her but they didn't dare to

help her escape.

She tried to move her legs but at that time her legs were also tied, she couldn't see what it was tied to

but she would feel a sharp pain every time she tugged on the ropes. She had been trying to get free

from the ropes for two days straight and that was the third day she was lying on the bed, and too tired

to even move a muscle. Her eyes closed as she began to recall the day, the moment, and the

inducement of her contemporary condition.

***

It was seven o'clock at night, Lucifer was never in his bedroom at that time and August tried to go out

of the room but it was locked from the other side. She grabbed the blanket in frustration and threw it on

the floor, her anxiety was taking over her normal state. She had planned out everything she wanted to

do and now she could only hope her plan would work out.

After thirty minutes, a maid entered the room with a trolley with lots of different types of food on it. She

locked the door behind her and put the key in her white apron pocket. She carefully eyed her actions.

'If I could just take the key from her somehow...'

She thought. She still had to plan something out before the maid left the room. Her teeth nibbled on her

bottom lip; her eyes looked up to the maid. The maid was putting the food on the plate carefully and

served her with a gentle smile. August tried to pass her a smile. But all she could think about was the

key and the unlocked door, she thought she might succeed if she just tried once.

The maid placed a big piece of bread on a plate with a ton of vegetables on it, she served it along with

a small bowl of soup. She was starving, but she could not think about the food at that time, she had to

run. She refused to eat and told the maid that she wasn't hungry but the maid insisted that she ate a

little. August was afraid that if the maid left, she'd lose her chance to escape. She grabbed the bowl of

soup and loosened her grip on her when she was taking it close to her. The bowl dropped on the maid,

staining her white apron.

"Oh no!" August said. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that." She went to help the girl by smudging a

wet napkin on her apron.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I will take care of it." The maid smiled and took off her apron. August felt bad for

her but at the same time, she felt rage. Rage for her 'master'. He was the reason she had to cause

trouble to someone so that she could escape the devil. Her throat was getting dry, she had never

thought to hurt anyone emotionally let alone physically, and here she was dropping a hot bowl of soup

on a poor girl who wasn't even responsible for her bad condition.

"Can you please give me some water?" She asked her. The maid gently smiled and turned away from

her to get her some water. She took that as a chance to slip her hand inside the apron that she had

placed over the trolley and took out the keys. She hid it inside the bedsheets. When the maid handed

her the glass of water, she took it and finished it in a few gulps. She was nervous.

After a few minutes, August dismissed the maid. She ate a little and hoped that the maid would leave

the room. She also hoped the maid wouldn't look for her keys, but she wasn't that fortunate.

The maid went to lock the door and she realized the key was gone from her apron, she frowned and

looked for it everywhere. August chewed on her bottom lip to stop it from shivering.

'What do I do now?' She thought to herself.

Before the maid could take any action, August pushed her aside and her body hit the wall making her

scream. She felt terrible for what she did but it didn't stop her from running. She kept running till she

was out of the house. She was thankful that the house was big enough to muffle the low scream that

came out of the maid's mouth.

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August.

I ran as fast as I could. My heart was beating so fast that I felt like it would explode out of my chest. My

whole body was sweating despite the freezing temperature. I heard a loud roaring sound coming from

the sky and realized it was already raining.

A few droplets of rain touched my face and in the blink of an eye, I was fully soaking wet from the rain.

But that did not stop me from running...

The white knee-high dress I was wearing was covered in mud and dirt from all the times I had tripped

down on the ground. I did not know where I was going... I just knew that I had to run!

I did not know where I was. I stopped running and looked around me. I could see a place surrounded

by dark walls and a metal gate. It looked empty. It was late at night.

There were no houses anywhere near that place, there were only a few street lamps. I gulped and

clutched my dress tightly. I slowly made my way near the gate and opened it. There was a small park

inside. I was surprised to see that the gate was open at that hour of the night. It was so dark I could

barely see a thing. I didn't even bring my phone or any flashlight with me.

I slowly stepped forward; my heart was pounding in my chest. I was scared. No, I was terrified. The

whole thing was scaring me to death.

'I finally ran away from him...' I muttered to myself. I finally did it...!

But I knew he would be looking for me. I prayed to God that I would not get caught...I did not want to

return to that hell again...

I noticed an empty bench near where I was standing. I sat on it. My throat was dry and my bare feet

were in pain from all the pounding they had received from the ground. I brought my hands to my feet

and touched them. I hissed in pain noticing that they were bleeding already. I was sure it was some

rock that had cut my feet.

My cheeks warmed up and my eyes were filled with tears. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"How would I run now?" my heart filled up with helplessness with this despairing thought.

I tried to stand up but failed miserably, I sat back on the bench, too tired and hurt to stand up. But I

knew I couldn't stay here for long. I knew that if I did, he would find me and drag me back to his hell.

But for now, I had to find shelter from the rain beating down on my body.

I tried looking around the park to see if there was any shed that I could stay in for the night. I could not

see anything in the dark. In the darkness, I could see a stick and I immediately thought I could bear the

pain that my feet were in if I use the stick. The night was getting breezy and I began shivering from the

cold. I had to find shelter quickly.

I wrapped my hands around myself and rubbed my palm on my arms. Then I suddenly felt someone

touch my shoulder...I froze in my seat and gasped.

Their hand was cold and rough... it was a similar touch that I could recognize...

I gulped and looked behind and I wanted nothing but to just cry my heart out when I saw who was

standing there.

"Hello, butterfly. Missed me?"

All the terror was too much for me to comprehend. I felt my heart drop like it never had before. The gulp

in my throat was so intense that I could not even breathe and after a few moments of trembling in

horror, I started to feel dizzy and passed out.