Her Scars

Bye Bye Freedom

Dimitra

It was on a Monday and I had a class at 10. My Sunday passed with a blur. Victor was out the whole day to God knows where! I spent my day sleeping my worries off.

I made my way to the university camp. It was a good 10 minutes walk and I felt great after exercising. If you consider walking an exercise.

I was on my way to my first lecture when I came across three girls standing on the doorway of the classroom. Lilly and Frida on one side and Nora on the other. To avoid being annoyed early in the morning, I stood a few feet away from them waiting for other people to gather around.

I was wearing my cap- as usual, with black loose fitting track pants and a white plain tshirt. I had my school bag clinging tightly on my back. I wasn't the one to put a bag on one shoulder.

My cap did cover me from the judgemental glances I felt on my skin. My eyes were glued on my small novel that kept me sane.

"Girl I swear I'm still sore. That guy was a beast" Nora the bitchinger said chipping her voice. Her sidekicks laughed dramatically at that. The girls and I just took off on a wrong note. they didn't like me much and you can talk about reciprocation!

"I know what you are talking about. The guy was a total god. He knew how to work magic on me. I have never c*m like that before" Lilly said clutching her chest and shaking her head. So the bitches got dicked. Lucky them.

"And for the fact that we slept with the National Husband, Malthe Andersen himself is still so not clear with me" Frida said toying with her hair. Nora jumped at that. Wait- they shared one guy? Foursome?

"Geez dont remind me that. I posted on my f*******: account about our make out with the national husband. Bitches are so jealous of us." They laughed and high fived.

I rolled my eyes at that.

"Hey you black tæve (b***h), did you just roll your eyes on us?" Nora screeched right near my ear. I glanced up to realize that the evil trio was now standing right beside me. Arms crossed across their chests as if they were ready to give me their piece of mind.

Here we go! I wished I didn't eavesdrop but in my defense, they were loud so I heard them.

"I wonder who told you I rolled my eyes on you" I said glancing back at my novel. The corridor was now full of people and they all stood to watch the 'Amazing Trio' and the black tæve. Everybody calls me that but f**k it. There were giggles from on lookers.

"How dare you reply to me like that!" The bitchinger seethed next to me and snatched my novel. Tossing it to the ground. My hands froze in air and I was taken aback for a moment.

"See that? What are you going to do about it? Huh?. You gonna cry?" She asked laughing and I slowly turned to look at her. I was pissed beyond words. I was now eye to eye with her. I balled my fists preparing to punch the s**t out of her when a strong hand enclosed my small fists.

"Dont worry about them, they are not worth it!" Soft muscular voice whispered in my ear and I looked at the hand that wrapped my fist tightly. The whole corridor was now quite. The guy who had my fist in his hand slowly turned me around and handed me the novel with a gentle smile. I realized it was the rumored University hottie. His name was Oscar.

"Now go to class!" He said patting my shoulder softly. I just nodded because I was angry at him for stopping me when all I wanted was to punch life out of Nora.

I clutched my novel and shoved past Nora, bumping my shoulder with hers and entered the classroom. I could hear whistles and some chatter at the corridor but I didn't care about all of that. All I knew is that the Evil trio will be up my neck as soon as the class ended. And now that the "hottie" came to my rescue, I was really a dead meat.

My day went by and luckily, the three pigs didn't bother me for the whole day. I was happy for that.

When my classes ended around 3 pm, I walked back home. Slower this time because my shift was at 6, ending at 10. Mrs Carthy had me working for only 4 hours during weekdays so that I could be able to do my assignments. I love that mama.

I was lost in my thoughts when I arrived at my apartment to see a shiny black jaguar parked right infront of the apartment. I shrugged it off. Maybe it was the landlord's visitor or Victor got himself a sugar daddy.

I was about to enter the main door when a man in a black suit got out of the driver's seat from the jaguar. He was tall and had these broad shoulders that made him look very intimidating. He looked like some bodyguard who's been to military camp. It was with no doubt that he'd kick the s**t out of you.

"Are you Miss Mor'Lisa?" He asked adjusting his black sunglasses.

"Yes that's me?" I replied, more like asked him.

He took out a brown envelope out of his breast pocket and handed it to me.

"You are to read what's inside the envelope as soon as you enter your room. Once you have it read, you will contact the number written in there or do what's required of you." He said with a very straight face. What the heck is going on?

"And if I dont?" I refused to cower. He just chuckled.

"That's up to you Miss but believe me, you wouldn't want to go against my boss" he said before making a two finger salute.

"Enjoy the rest of your peaceful day, or should I say remaining peaceful days?" With that, he got inside the car, started it and drove off.

I gulped. Which boss is he talking about?

I jogged to my apartment and searched for my keys even before reaching the door. My hands were shaking with all impossible scenarios running through my mind.

Finally, the door unlocked and I pushed it open, slamming it hard behind me once I was inside. That will have my landlord insulting me in at least 7 languages.

I sat on the couch and looked at the envelope in my hands on both sides before tearing it off.

"What's this?" I muttered to myself looking inside the envelope. Inside it, there was a letter. I read it.

Once I have gone through it I felt my mouth dry. It was a lawsuit filed by the hot douche I happened to throw hot tea at on Saturday. How the heck did he find where I live? How did he know my name? Did Mrs Carthy rat me out? She wouldn't do that. Who on earth was this man?

Re-reading the letter again, I came to an utter stop when I came across Malthe Nikolai Andersen.

Without a second thought, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and googled the name. I gasped in pure horror. The man I threw a fit at happened to be the son of the strongest and the most cruelest man alive. He was an heir to Andersen Links which was a multimillion company that had more than 70 branches worldwide. He was also a model. Now it came clear. I ruined his perfect face.

My hands were now wet from sweat. I stood up and made way to the sink and poured a glass of water. Gulping the whole liquid at a go, I slowly made my way back to the livingroom. Took my phone and thought of dialing the number that was written at the end of the letter for further information.

I spent good full 5 minutes staring at the digits on my screen before pressing on call. It rang thrice before the very same sinister voice that got my panties in a twist replied.

"Dimitra Mor'Lisa, surprised to get a call from you. Are you prepared for going to jail?" He said and I swear I could hear the smirk in jis voice.

"What more information did you want to tell me about?" I replied, hiding the tremble in my voice.

"Still so feisty when you have prison bars opened for you?" He chuckled. I closed my eyes to calm myself

"Again sir what more information do you want to tell me about?" I asked once more.

"I'll be at Cathy's Cakes by 7. Dont call in sick because you received a call from me and trust me, if I dont find you there, you will regret it. Again, I would like to find my green tea with 2 sugars inside. 'Just the way I like it'" he said, emphasizing the last sentence.

With that, he hung up on me. I stood there dumbstruck. WHAT THE HELL DID I GET MYSELF INTO?