Love story-Fall to Hell

Chapter 7

Eden Pov.

How much more time do I have to wait? I've been missing for three days and still no one came after me. I think I'm stupid because I hoped that Chris would come after me. Why would they come? It's not like I'm a valuable piece on his chessboard. I run my hands through my dirty hair and start walking around the small room where I am locked up. I can't wait for the rescue. If I stay here one more day, I might not escape with my life. Anyway, those who kidnapped me lost their patience listening to all my nonsense because I avoided talking about Hell. I look in the room for something that would help me get out of here, but there is nothing. A bed and an old vase, empty and full of dust.

The door hits the wall hard and I don't even manage to look away because I find myself pressed against the wall and with the man's hand around my neck.

The third mistake.

- It seems that no one is coming after you. No problem. After I'm done with you, there won't be anything left to save. He says this and starts to kiss my face, and his other hand walks on my body.

I make a sound full of disgust and then hit him between the legs. He releases me and bends down a little to ease the pain. I don't give him time to breathe and grab the vase that I break on his head, leaving him wide open. I look at him for a few seconds to make sure he doesn't get up and then I check his pulse. I don't want to kill anyone. I just want to get out of here. I take the knife he has on his ankle and slowly, without making too much noise, I try to escape from... Wherever I am. I manage to put the first two on the ground in a few minutes, but then someone lifts me from the ground and throws me against the wall. My breath gets stuck in my throat and a dull pain in my whole body makes me squint.

Damn it. Will I die like this? Killed by a "gorilla"?

-You're not so confident now, are you? Said that handsome man with a sly smile on his lips. Come on, mice. Yes you can. I just warmed up.

When he is close enough to me, I stab him in the leg, then with all the strength I have left, I punch him in the nose, making him take a few steps back.

A door slams hard against the walls and then a gunshot is heard, and the giant falls to the floor with a crack. The first time I hear the sound of the cane, then footsteps, and then I see Hell with other people.

-Finally…

That's all I manage to say before I let myself be enveloped by absolute darkness.

I open my eyes and immediately regret it. The blinding light in the room I'm in makes me squint my eyes hard. After a few moments in which I got used to everything around me, I gave up trying to figure out where I was. The last time I was...in a terrible room. I am much better now that I see that I am in a clean room. I think I'm in the hospital. I sit up to make sure I can stand, then I get out of bed to go to the bathroom. The first thing before entering the shower is to analyze my body as soon as I get rid of the hospital clothes. Most of my body is covered in bruises that bring tears to my eyes. I was so close to death... I don't know if I can get over it easily. I mean, I reviewed all the fight training that my father insisted I follow. Somehow they helped me. But... I can't get used to such a life. Hell is a good man, even if he doesn't show it most of the time. But, I don't think I can continue with this lifestyle. It was never in my plan to join the mafia. Even less, to be tortured by her.

I enter the shower and as soon as the hot water touches my body I feel how all my muscles relax. How long was I unconscious? I felt so tense as if I had been tortured in my sleep. I can't take my thoughts further because the bathroom door opens, and I scream like a snake. Even I didn't know that my voice could reach such high tones. Hell is standing in the door with his eyes tightly closed, and I put my palm over my heart, trying to calm myself down.

- Forgive me... I thought that... I didn't mean to... He starts to apologize but I can't listen to him knowing that I'm empty.

- Do you want to go out? I ask desperately, and he leaves with his eyes closed and closes the door behind him.

I'm just now breathing normally. I turn off the shower, dry my body and then put on that hideous hospital gown. When I look in the mirror again, I see that I'm red.

Great...And now I have to make eye contact with him after he saw me naked.

I stop thinking long and leave the bathroom. Chris is sitting by the window in my living room with his back to me. He feels my presence immediately and turns to me, but what I didn't expect from him is to hug me to his chest. I am taken by surprise and I gasp slightly but then I relax.

-How are you feeling? He asks, breaking the hug.

I sit on the edge of the bed and sigh.

-I was unconscious for three days...I think I'm quite well.

He carefully analyzes me as if he wants to read my soul if I am telling the truth or not. But that's it. I feel pretty good. I am alive.

-Eden, I think...

I shake my head, stopping him from apologizing. I don't need an apology. I need quiet.

- It wasn't your fault, Chris. If I didn't throw myself into this crazy thing, now I wouldn't be in a hospital bed but at home doing what I know best. To learn. It's not you who should be sorry, but me.

-Eden…

- I'm not made for this. I don't want to hurt people. I don't want to be in danger.

- I will make sure that from now on you will not be in danger, Eden.

- It's not about you. Chris…I just want to…take a break. These days have been too much for me. I have to focus on my studies, not lie on a hospital bed.

He slowly nods his head and then takes his cane. He gives me another brief look before leaving the salon, and I pass my hands over my exhausted face.

I made the right decision. Then why do I feel so...empty inside?