Chapter 5

Charlotte's POV:

Ring...

Ugh! this noise.

Ring..... For god shake, fucking stop this noise.

Ring- finally, it stopped.

I opened my eyes with pounding head. It seemed like someone was hitting me with hammer. 'If it would be hammer, your head would be splattered in million pieces, idiot.' My inner voice comments not so sarcastically. Oh yeah! right.

'But, what happened last night with me? And where am I right now'? I looked around the room. There was nothing seems to be familiar to me.

Realisation hits me, my eyes goes wide. Am I suffering from amnesia. No no no no no... this can't be happen.

"Okay, take a deep breath and try to remember about yourself." I say to myself.

Okay, I'm Charlotte Marie Walker, daughter of Harry Christopher Walker and Magon Julie Walker. Wait, I know myself. I sequel happily, jumping on the bed.

"Ouch!" I hissed in pain as I feel an ache into my legs. I looked down at myself, I was in big white shirts that reached to my thigh. God why?

I mean, Why I'm in shirt. Did I last night....

Friends, Birthday, club, party, drunk, Adam and..... that beast. A gasp leaves my lips as all the memories of last night rush into my brain.

"That means-" I looked out of the window which was near the bed and welcoming the beautiful sunlights into this old wooden room. Thera are many beautiful flowers. Then It clicks, the lake near the cabin where I passed out.

"Phew... Thank God I'm not dead." I sighed in relief.

"Yet." My inner voice pops in to burst my bubbles.

"You are not dead, yet. You can't say what will happen next."

'Oh my inner voice. You won't let me take a small breath in relief, will you?' I bark back. I think I'm going insane, barking at myself.

"When were you not." it said sarcastically.

"Argh... Stop talking bullshit and think about plan to escape this place. I don't want to die here."

I am busy in making plans when I hear someone's footsteps.

"Someone's coming." I panick as I start rushing around the room to hide. 'Bathroom', I thought.

'Dont think about it. They will find you'. My inner voice denies. I stand up as thinking where to hide. 'Yes! this place is better', I exclaim crawling under the bed.

I close my eyes instantly as I hear door crackling. Praying to whole universe, I open my eyes, find myself facing someone's feet. Wait, it's human's feet. Thank God it's a human.

'don't thank your god until you see his face' my inner voice cuts in.

'Why do you have to burst my bubbles'. I curse myself as trying to see more of the owner of those sexy feet.

'Wooh! sexy huh?' it again teases me, what! no it isn't. Good who am I kidding with' I thought.

'With your own inner voice', I can't help but roll my eyes at its sassiness.

I freeze as I see the feet stopped very close to the bed.

'Does he know that I'm under the bed'? I ask myself.

'Today is not your day Charlie' my inner voice says pitifully. Nothing will happen, calm down. I assure myself or try to.

I slowly crawl away from his feet, so he can't see me.

I stop moving and try to listen any noise he will make. But, there is none.

'What is he upto', I think.

Suddenly, I feel the bed moves over me. I turn my head upward and find it is in air. My eyes go wide in terror as I realise what he have done.

He lifted the bed, which was too heavy to lift for a person.

But, right now my mind is telling me to scream and I do.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Screaming loudly I crawl away from the bed as soon as possible.

"Aish!" He hisses and covered his ears with his both hands. The room filled with thud noise as soon as bed contact the floor.

"What happened?" Someone shouts from my left. I shut my mouth and look at the person. It's a old lady, maybe in her late fifties. I look at me, then him. She runs to him and bows, "I'm sorry, Master. I should-" she stops immediately as soon he raises his hand. I glance at him, finding him staring at me. His eyes are glowing or maybe it's reflection of the sunlight, i don't know. Suddenly, I feel heated and nervous at same time into his intense stares. My eye move from his eyes to his perfect long nose followed by his plumpy pink lips. His jaws, oh god! they are sharp like knife.

I can feel his eyes on my exposed thighs, making me embarassed. I try to cover my thigh with the shirt by pulling it.

My action pulls him out of his trance. He turns on his heels and Storms out of the room without saying a word.

I stare at his broad back until he disappears from my eye sight as well my nervousness But, still I feel heated at the memory of his intense stare.

The lady walks to me and stretches her hand toward me, I look at her. Unlike her master, she greets me with smile.

I smile in return as put my hand into hers and stand up. There is no injury into my leg except a little strain.

She helps me in adjusting myself into my bed.

Before ask her any question, she says, "I know what are you thinking. He is owner of this cabin. Last night he found you at the lake injured. So, he brought you here and treated you wounds."

"Did he.... changed my dress as well?" I ask her praying she says no.

She replies with smile, "Yes!"

"What the..."