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"Ashley Brooke,"
My mother was lying on her bed, her clothes were almost torn and the man who stood there near her was my father.
He had plump eyes and I remember that he never called me his daughter, maybe he always wanted to he has a son or maybe he doesn't want to be with us anymore, everyone thinks that my father left us when I was almost ten years old but that's not the truth. He was never there with us, he never cared for either my mother or me.
My sister who was in her college died too one year back. I didn't inform my mother about her death, her death might kill her. And I shouldn't have done that. Should have accepted to fulfilling my dreams, my father considered me as nothing so I Should have considered myself that too.
I should have considered myself as nothing.
I felt my eyes heavy, and my heart was thumping against my chest, like a roller coaster I was drowning in black water again.
I was trying to get some breath but was not capable to do so, I felt like something has been linked to my heart and I am not going to get up forever.
"Ashley Brooke, " I heard the voice again, the voice which I have heard somewhere again.
The sudden jolt of pain started in my head, and then it went black again.
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I heard voices, several voices again, as there are two men near me.
But why I have been kidnapped? Am I abducted?
And is there anything left to abduct me?
I have nothing with me.
"We have to wake her up!" I heard a fuming voice again, the voice which was sending chills to my heart and my mind was in collusion too to think anything else.
My eyes were half opened now, I could see in a blur that I am in a room.
Am I lying on the bed?
Or what the hell I am doing here?
I think opened my eyes once again, only to find the light entering my vision.
And in a second, my eyes flew open, I see nothing in my vision, the room was empty, and I was lying on the bed, there were no men to be found.
They must have gone somewhere, and I know I might not be the brightest but I have enough courage to run away from here when I have an exclusive opportunity.
Therefore, I gathered myself and calmed myself down while getting up.
And then out of nowhere, I felt something strange, like someone is behind me, someone's presence was near to me when I was dying from inside.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, what if they tried to do something nasty to me? What if they tried to kill me?
"I have no money, let me go," I blurted out in a desperate tone.
"Shawn, ask her to settle herself till I bring food to eat"
Shawn?
And was that his voice?
Shawn kidnapped me? But why?
I felt him getting uneasy then I didn't feel his presence anymore because I was going to hear his voice.
I move my head and found Shawn in a white shirt with a frown on his face, he was staring at me as if he has no idea who am I? Or why he fetched me here.
"Shawn? What is this? Why I am here?"
I crossed my arms across my chest and asked in a worried tone in an attempt to ask what is going around, and was he here too as I am observing?
"Ashley, I-
He wasn't ready to meet his eyes with mine, he was trembling from head to toe in fear,
But before he could say anything I heard footsteps again, " I planned all this," this was the confirmation of the man! The man who started all the misery, the man with deep eyes, the man who is the billionaire of the country, the man who looks as mad as he will burn something so with his stare.
"And may I know why? Why you are giving me your sweetest gestures? Were not your absence enough from the past months to handle everything? Why you are so persistent about getting in my life?"
And in a second he closed the distance between us while giving the food tray to Shawn.
Now, he was too close to me, his eyes were bewitched, they were deep magnetic as the ocean, the stubble around his jaw was informed he has not been sleeping lately,
"What do you want Blake Jensen?" My voice was not troubled anymore, I was glaring directly into his eyes, at his stomping foot, his persona the way he was standing, his lips, the way they are curled in an abducted manner, and above all to his heart
Does he even have a heart? He made me his girlfriend, then he made me his fiance and if that was not enough, he kissed me several times as he is in love with me.
Then out of nowhere, he decided to leave when I was getting attached to him as I meant nothing to him, maybe I am nothing to him. And maybe he only wants to have pleasure with ne that's why he keeps returning, that's why he is taking whatever I am throwing at him.
"What do you want to tell me?" I shouted at him this time but he was pretending as he wasn't listening to me. He stood there as he was a hard stone and I can do nothing about his posture.
My anger has gone to another level, I was on the verge of letting my emotions out which I have been keeping for the past several months.
But maybe I cannot take it, not anymore, I started punching his chest and then there was no coming back, at one side I was punching his chest, on the other, I was crying, I wasn't crying for any purpose, I have no idea why I was sobbing, maybe I was in shame? Maybe I have lost all the levels of anxiety? Maybe I am a restless case.
Tears were not helping either, they were brutal, rolling down on my even colder skin until I feel nothing.
I was too lost in all the execution that I didn't feel his presence coming closer to me, I felt his arms around my back, he was making circles on my back, I felt him hugging me too close to my heart, I felt him rubbing my back, I felt him consoling me as I am a little child, I felt everything from his body, the way his hard chest went normal the way his cold fingers became hotter, I felt his eyes getting wet, I felt him saying everything will be alright.
"Don't you want to know? Why I was missing for months?
" don't you want to know who exploded the bomb?"
"Don't you want to know why your mother is not getting proper treatment"
"Tell me, Ashley, don't you want to know who planned this?"
My breath got hitched, and my eyes went wide, what is he saying?
Everything is associated with that incident in London but what is talking about my mother?
Why is he saying that my mother isn't getting proper treatment? Is there any reason behind it?
"What do you mean? I whispered when my voice was crumbling in all the scenarios.
" I have all of the answers to your question, but before that, I want to ask, will you marry me, Ashely Brooke?"
What?
Is he out of his mind? Is he fooling around? But when I glance back at the bus's deep eyes, there was only sincerity in them.
What the hell is happening here?