Chapter Thirty Nine

The world, where I spent the most of my years, lost again. He removed it and broke it. How did he do that? Wait, what the hell is this? I was crying so much that I failed to recognize my current location. This is not my home. It's not yours, yet why does it appear so different? Who prepares meals in the kitchen, and when? Who placed the food and other items here? Mattress on the couch, and everything is different. I wonder how he learned that I live here.

Theo.

I asked him to stop talking, but why not? He is getting paid by Ronald. I don't need his sympathy. Well, sh*t, he already tossed away my phone. Was it deliberate? Who informed him of my father's house? How? Why not at least sell it to someone instead of breaking it?

"All right, it is." Screaming was the initial cry, and it persisted. I want to end my life as it is now.

Okay, if that's what you want, it's now my turn. I was hurt by you, but I'm not like you. See what I'm going to do as you wait. The following day was incredibly depressing. When my birthday celebrations began, the entire house chimed with well wishes, I recall. But here I am, by myself, conversing with myself. I've been by myself in this location before. No one has wished me in the previous years.

"Dad, check out the gift he gave me for my birthday. Pain. Can I return him? Huh.." Nothing. There is only bird noise.

"He merits it. I should have told him everything on his birthday; why not? Tit for tat. Yet, I do love him, and in my opinion, he never deserves to suffer. If we both suffer, I must be the one who is in anguish." Again, nothing.

"I'm just like him, so don't worry. He just deserves love, which I gave him till I passed away, dad." I hear a knock on my door out of the blue. One who? When I open the door, Theo is standing there with flowers.

"For you."

"I'm grateful." Although I knew it was from Ronald, when I read the name on the card, my hope was dashed. Bitch.

"You may speak aloud. I am present." Laura came inside with Jenna. I fling some flowers in the garbage while grinning.

"What? Do you not enjoy it? Well, come on, you still don't like what he brought you last night, despite it being better than my cheap flowers." She is here to make fun of me.

"So you are responsible for this?" So his son's birthday isn't today, then?

"Jenna, sit." Jenna was motioned to join Laura in sitting.

"Look at that; it's inexpensive." I said. I stifled a chuckle.

"Oh, I got it from your guy. So his palate is good, if you get what I'm saying." Gotcha, she gets it. She turns and marches outside now, furious.

"Oh, she doesn't like what I said." My gaze turned to Laura.

"Who are you?" Stone remains. I anticipated seeing the face entreating me in tears, but it didn't happen. Continue to underestimate. She became aggressive once more. There she is.

"He is merely your puppet, I tell you. I am aware that it was you who gave him instructions. It is precious to him as well."

"This is a world of giving and receiving. He handed it to you; now it's your turn. We're having a celebration."

"I'm uninterested. I'm running late for work, so you stated what you wanted to say." Well, the witch emerged. She finds it offensive. Her major flaw is her temper.

"How dare you?"

"Out."

"You will be paid for it." She had left, but her disposition had changed. She came here to ruin my day, and I know why. I skipped my meal after that and headed to work. The only emotion I felt all day was melancholy. It is sad to say that not even Jessie remembers my birthday. I was eager to believe they were there to wish me well, but nothing occurred.

"Happy birthday, beautiful." Brooks? He is seated and holding a cake with my name on it.

"How?"

"You've got a past." He motioned for me to sit, but I shook my head because it was my working time.

"Where's your phone?"

"He threw it in the water." He chuckled.

"I'm hoping he won't go over it today."

"It's Laura." He endorsed it.

"What took place?" I told him everything that happened last night.

"Wait! For business. Nothing is for business that I am aware of. I'll check." The moment I left him, he was on call. After that, he called me.

"He's joking around with you. Nothing took place there. He wants you to endure pain." His phone made a sound.

"This is where you live." My eyes started to water as I observed the house in a favorable situation. Then?

"Do you come from a wealthy family? Why then?"

"Avoid asking." He instantly closed it.

"I understand that this is a difficult moment for you in particular, but I figured one small step might have brought you a little joy. Cut the cake, please." He lit the candle. After so many years, I had come to believe that Ronald was everything, but today I also have a particular buddy.

"Make a wish." I only want to be happy. We sat for five minutes following the cutting of the cake.

"For two days, be alert. She has you and Ronald in mind." After what he did, Ronald seems remarkably composed now, but how? Did he have any other plans?

"I don't know what's going to happen next."

"You can reach me at any time. Tomorrow is his birthday, so I'm sure he's expecting a gift from you." Really? I am aware of his icy demeanor. He desires me.

"Don't worry, I've got something prepared for him." Brooks went, and I immediately thought of Ronald. He simply ignored me. Even Jessie doesn't want to speak with me.

I discovered white snow covering all the colors as I was walking down the street in the snow. My existence is very much like snow, with not even a single warm emotion of happiness. Even now, when everyone is here, I am alone, waiting for someone to open the gate of light for me. But that never happens.

I want him at the club, but he never appears. I currently comprehend his strategy. He wants me to live alone like he did back then, but is he okay with that choice? When serving beverages, my gaze would frequently fall on the door, but he was never there.

When I finished with my work and went outside, I heard laughter coming from inside. Today, he told Theo. God, he's really lost it. Oh my God, the man is just insane. In this case, he is mistaken. I am capable of going it alone. After walking for two blocks, I sensed a presence behind me. When they stop, the footsteps halt as well. Oh no, it's either in my head or someone is following me.

Once more, when I begin to move cautiously, I hear footsteps. God, who is pursuing me? Not good at all. My running Turing is currently walking. Indeed, I'm being followed.

Someone pulls me from behind just as I'm about to turn. My body landed firmly on the pavement. Whoa, that hurts.

"Who.."

"Hello Rose, do you recall me?" The sound. No, no, it's not. He can't be here. How come he's here? What led him to me? My body started to hurt loudly inside. I can feel him.

"Y.." Words fade away from my mouth. My mouth was closed by someone. Glancing around, I just noticed darkness.

"What? Are you satisfied after seeing me here?" Still sporting that demeaning expression. I loathe him. Every time he glanced at me, everything in that moment flashed through my head.

"Ho.. h.."

"Oh, that's still cute. Are you not? See, I found you once more." My body felt numb, and it appeared as though he used his power to halt me once more. He moves closer to grasp me, but I back away until there is some space between us.

"Why? I adore you."

"Why are you here? I hate you. Please leave now." My eyes started to cry ominously. How is Ronald doing? He's not here. Who will rescue me? The entire body was immobilized.

"Waiting for whom? No one is going to save me from me. I'm going to take you again." Unconsciously, I hit him with the rock my hands had found before standing up. Silence was broken by a shriek when the rock struck his forehead. As soon as I stand up, I take off running.

"Don't turn around. Please. Don't." I run on a deserted street, not knowing where I'm headed. I breathed heavily when my foot stopped functioning.

"Just run; don't stop." Why does my past no longer pursue me? What led him to me? My body and mind both began to race with the thoughts. I could at least see my building. I locked myself after going inside my house.

He located me. For me, he came. I'll be going with him. All he wants is my body. What do I believe about him? My heartbeat is going fast, and my breath can't be controlled. What will I do next?

"Please calm down for once." I gave my chest a rubdown with my hand. Nonetheless, the pace is quickening and the body is becoming colder.

"I've seen him before, so it's fine." I said. It's alright. I keep saying the same things, controlling my breath at least a hundred times, but I still want Ronald to make me feel better. He makes me feel secure. I could go outside, but he would find me there. I should remain here since I was found again. But the crucial factor.

What led him to me?

Who informed him?

No

Laura