PHILANDERER'S AMOUR

CHAPTER 2. FUTILE ENDEAVORS

 Lanimer Woods, Ansbrunn Town, December 1, 2018  

The man felt her soft skin with the muzzle of his gun and gripped her hairs by his left hand.

While she panicked and pleaded for her life, the aloof man decided to sit beside her.

Then, he brought his forehead towards Abigail's and kissed her nose gently.

He raised her head with the help of his right hand and brought his face closer to hers.

Her hands began trembling and she pushed him away from herself. Because of his sudden display of affection, her mind began to wobble.

“No! No ! Leave me”, gasped the girl, while being stunned at the reckless audacity of the man.

The man kept his hand upon her mouth and whispered low in her ears, “Since you are petrified, allow me to narrate a little tale to calm you down, my butterfly".

He hid the gun in the under the pocket of his blazer, made the goon leave with the dogs, and caressed her hair. His conflicting behaviour made her more anxious.

He sat while resting his back on the wall, and made her sit on his lap. Since she knew he wasn’t an ordinary man and was capable of several things she couldn’t even predict or fathom, she complied. While stroking her amber coloured hairs in one hand, and holding her with the other, he began to speak.

His mouth was adjacent to her ear in which he whispered deliberately.

“There was this frivolous child that lived with her foster parents. The nonsensical couple loved her with their hearts”, spoke the man but Abigail began to lose consciousness.

He patted her checks to hinder her from falling asleep and declared, “ Now, Now, here comes the interesting part”.

Then, he began to expatiate on the subject, “I will get to the good part straightaway. One day a marvellous man infiltrated their property and inquired about their daughter’s whereabouts, but they didn’t comply and chose to stay quiet. The cordial man tried to negotiate with them, but they didn’t even budge in their resolve. The man tried his best to not hurt the people that his paramour stayed with, but their stupidity threatened him. So, the man handpicked the most marvellous knife and stabbed his father-in-law innumerable times, the mother-in-law gasped in fear and tried to run away towards the bathroom. The man followed her with the knife which had fresh blood on it. When he reached the bathroom, he figured that it had been locked from the inside. So, he pushed it with brute force and the lock of the door broke.

He had tears in his eyes when he witnessed the saddening state of the women. So, he offered her the chance to choose her death. The woman looked at him with questionable eyes. The man understood that she was indecisive, so he chose for her. He shot several bullets at her. Her clothing was torn by bullets and reddened by the dripping wounds. Since he felt the two love birds shouldn’t die away from one another, he ordered his men to drop the body of her husband inside the bathtub as well. Then, the generous man realized that his actions were selfless as he aided in emancipating them from their afflictions. The couple was now capable of transcending the reality of life and leaving their worries behind".

Anger and disgust overwhelmed her, and she struck a hard slap on his cheek.

Subsequently, the man looked at her and smiled. The oddity of his stance frightened her furthermore, so she dashed out. Though the mansion was huge, there wasn’t anybody in sight. She reached the exit door and tried to push it open only to find out that it had been locked.

She cried at her misfortune and fell on her knees. Then, she heard loud sounds of footsteps, so she hurriedly hid behind a large couch.

After witnessing the worst, she closed her eyes and hoped that the nightmare would end. She placed her hands over her chest and began to pray to the lord.

Then, she heard a loud whisper in her ear, “My butterfly, there you are !”

He surrounded her with his big arms, and then suddenly picked her up. She threw her arms and legs to shake his balance, but he held her tiny body firmly without budging at all.

He carried her to his bedroom and placed her on the bed as if she was made of porcelain. He threw a night robe towards her and ordered her to wear it. She threw it at his face and stood up from the bed. The man still smiled and brought her back to the bed lovingly.

Her endeavours to throw him away were futile. He held her with his one hand and tore her dress with the other while still smiling. She tried to push him away and cried for help, but nothing seemed to work. Consequently, he was successful in removing her dress and then moved his hands towards her garments.

Afraid of what preceded next, she kicked his groin. He backed off a little and yelped in pain. She grabbed the robe and ran out like a frantic. His painful cry echoed the hallways of the huge mansion. Evidently, She tried to run towards the ground floor. There, she found a door leading towards the basement. She thought he might not even look for her there as it smelled foul, and was probably used to store useless artefacts and furniture. 

She made steep steps and went inside the darkroom. There was a light switch on the wall adjacent to the staircase. Firstly, she switched on the light, and then she locked the door from the inside. 

While moving down from the staircase, she heard wailing sounds. She placed her hand on her heart and moved forward reluctantly. 

After getting down the staircase, she saw a man who was roped to the chair. She went towards him and removed the cloth which was used to cover his face. The glassy glare of the motionless figure unnerved her. 

She wiped the blood that dripped from the person’s mouth and recognized the man.

It was Caleb. He was battered so viciously that one couldn’t even recognize him. 

While still coping with the pain, he opened his eyes gently. 

His lips were shivering and he opened his mouth to utter something, but blood oozed out of it. The cruel scenario broke her heart into numerous pieces and she broke down. 

Then, after garnering courage, she tried to unbind his hands and legs. While she concentrated on unfastening the ropes, she realised that Caleb was missing the ring finger on his right hand. 

The atrocious scenario suffused her eyes with tears and heart with enigmatic pain. 

After freeing his hands, she began untying the ropes around his legs. Then, she heard distinct knocks on the door of the basement, followed by a warning, “I know you’re in there, my butterfly. Open the door fast otherwise the consequences will be graver". 

She didn’t move and began unfastening the ropes hysterically. He bumped his foot against the door and made them both shriek in fear.

Since the door didn't open, he went away for a while, found an axe and began to pounce it on the door relentlessly.

The moment she succeeded in freeing Caleb from the rope, the man managed to break the door and came inside the room. 

Abigail held Caleb's arms and tried to make him stand. Her endeavours were futile, as he didn’t stir even a little. 

“My little butterfly, he won’t move. He has been drugged", the man asserted while snickering at her miserable state. Caleb fell from the chair as it was only the rope that kept him balanced on it. 

Abigail rushed towards Caleb whose gaze drifted towards the ceiling. She tried to place his head over her lap but was soon dragged by the fiend. 

While managing to put her words into a comprehensible statement, she said, “You scamp, you drugged him, thrashed him and even chopped his ring finger on the right hand. Is there any limit to your savagery ?”

He didn’t utter anything and began to drag her towards him. Then, he put her upon himself and kissed her lips atrociously. 

Witnessing the death of her dignity, she let out tears of pain mixed with rage. 

While fisting her hairs, he brought his face closer to her and said, “You didn’t seem to notice but I broke his several teeth too".

While he chortled gleefully, she cried tears of blood. After a considerable time, her tears stopped and she glared blankly.

Then, she grabbed her head and uttered in a slow and sorrowful whisper, “I have no hope".

The man rubbed his face on her face and exclaimed, “My butterfly, don’t fetter. There’s still plenty left to do. You would be glad to hear that soon we will be making love in front of your very fiancé. Pardon me, my dear, I forgot he is not the fiancé anymore as he neither has the ring nor the finger".

Then, he let a simper out. 

His laugh appeared menacing for her and sent chills down her spine. 

She moved her head in disapproval and pleaded by joining her hands. 

While Abigail felt trapped and vulnerable, the man smiled gently and stroked her hair. 

The fluctuating behaviour of the man did not bewilder her anymore but traumatized her. 

It was evident that she will not leave this place alive, especially after what she had done to him.