Chapter 14: Please, Wake Up, I Can't Live Without You

Chapter 14: Please, Wake Up, I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 14: Please, Wake Up, I Can't Live Without You 

Sophie

“Romano Velkov is fucking dead!” My father yelled as he laughed ridiculously.

A tears roll out of my eyes as u
I began to register his words into my brain. But I still don't want to believe him.

“No.. father, I…” I falter as I glance over my shoulder to see his body on the floor.

“He is not dead.. father. He is strong, stronger than anything. You are just l.. lying. I..I don't believe you.”

Just by saying that, I earned myself another painful yet firm slap across my face on the same cheek he had slapped earlier. He must have left a mark on my face by now because it was numb to the touch. I looked at him again with tears to the brim as I began to dig through his expression, trying my hardest to find anything but bitterness and hatred. But there was nothing else other than that.

“If the motherfucker is strong then, why is he over there laying in his own pool of blood, huh? Answer me you foolish and ungrateful child?” He roared before he gripped me by my shoulders and harshly turned me around so I could face the scene in front of me and get a clear view of Romano's body on the floor.

“Look, just look for yourself at his dead body. Look at this fucking bastard!” He screamed and pointed at the body on the floor, his voice reached my ears and it hurt so much.

I didn't dare to look because I was scared at the fact that it might just be Romano. I whimpered against him as I tried to take a step back but he just pushed me further, forcing me to look.

“I fucking warned you that something like this would happen if you both just stop this madness. Never underestimate me, Sophie because I saw what I have just done. He put himself in this position today for being involved in your damn life. Look, Sophie!” He yelled again.

He clawed his jaw and turned to the direction the body was laying on the floor, my eyes were tightly sealed. I wasn't ready to see the dead body because of the fear that it might be Romano. When I didn't give in, he just paused me towards the body and I lost my balance and fell on it. I cried out, flinching away from it. I moved away from it only to get the confirmation that I feared, this was indeed Romano's because the wrist watch on his hand was the one I gave him on the night we first had sex.

My heart was spinning as I felt like my whole world came crashing down to my feet. My temple ached as I rolled over to him and took him in my arms, my lips cracked when I adjusted his body to turn him around. It was him indeed, I trembled and placed his head on my lap only to realize he was cold and blue.

“W.. wake up, Romano. It is me, please wake up!” I whimpered as I caressed his soft cheek with my shaky fingers but he didn't move even the slightest and I began to shake him. 

I searched his body further and noticed that there was a fresh wound on his stomach, fresh thick blood gushing out of his wound and the more time that passed, the more his face turned pale while his lips turned dry blue.

“Wake up?” I whispered hoarsely into his ears as I gave his body another shake but he still didn't respond.

“Romano?” My voice cracked as my chin bobbled.

My heart shattered into pieces when my skin came in contact with his warm blood. There was just so much, I couldn't comprehend any of this. I felt disoriented that his body just lay on me and I couldn't do anything about it. Eventually, I realized that he was no longer with me. He was never going to come back to me and my whole shattered with the realization.


Three Years Later

“Eat the fuck up!” He bawled.

I flinched against the bed as I was startled by the roar. I turned my gaze to the left to see one of the guarda holding a plate of food as he stood at the foot of the bed. I gulped, getting rid of my parched throat as I searched his hands. I exhaled out a breath of relief when I saw a glass of water in his hand, ready for me to just chug it down. I closed my eyes as I realized another day had come by and nothing yet had happened that would change my life for better or worse. I felt as though my fate had been sealed years ago but I still had a little bit of hope that soon, I would be out of this misery.

I have remained in this room that I have be kept in for the past three years and ever since that day, my freedom had been snatched away from me. This room was his and mine and I certainly didn't like the idea. I wasn't allowed to leave the gia room without his permission and I hated that, I wanted all is this just end. I had a lot of thought to kill him in his sleep, to just wrap my hands around his neck and just squeezed until he was unable to move but I didn't have the courage to do so. I know that if I did attempt it, I would be tako a huge risk and placed my life at stake.

Whenever he entered the room, I would always be intimidated because of his demanding behavior that I loathed. I always tried to hide away from him but I failed as I was frightened to hell to even stand up to him because the second I do, I will be dead. A lot of things happened in this room and I was never allowed to forget them, in fact I was forced to remember them because he would remind me every second of everyday of what he would do to me. He would even threaten me and still would do anything to hurt me because he didn't care, not at all. I quivered against the sheet when the guard walked around the bed to reach me. I was silent as hovered over me with the plate still in his hand before he shoved the water in front of me. I took the glass with my shaking hands before I heard the plate of food just clatter on the wooden bedside table.

“I want everything eaten on this plate! He muttered with a very thick accent just clinging into his voice.

He growled under his breath before he rubbed his chin and I knew I thwarted him because I was very slow with my actions but to be honest, I really didn't care what these men did to me. It didn't frighten me as much as it did when he would do anything. My body shivered as I reached out for the plate while the man held me under his gaze. Even with the slightest movement, my body hurts so much that I winced, biting my tongue. I grabbed the plate from the bedside table and brought it onto my lap, I looked at the food that was provided to me and instantly felt nauseous, it was not really appetizing. On the plate was a sandwich, yogurt and fruit. I went to grab the sandwich, however, I stopped in my tracks when the door swung open to reveal what I feared most to this very day.

Nathan Blake, the repulsive man that is called to be my fiance.

Nathan was first introduced to me as my fiance by my ruthless father the year after I had lost Romano and that was the day I lost myself because not only did Romano leave me but torture entered my life when Nathan was introduced to me. I still remember that day, I didn't have a choice and I had to accept my father's decision. When I first met Nathan, I was frightened because after what my father did to Romano, I knew I couldn't trust him at all. However, my first encounter with him was not bad at all. In fact I thought he was an understanding man but little did I know. The day I met Nathan was the day I learned that he was betrothed to me since I was ten years old without my consent and I was definitely oblivious to everything.

'In no time, Nathan shall be properly betrothed to my daughter.’ 

I still remember my father's hurtful words to this day and it shattered every single brain cell I had in my head because he repeated it to me every single day, reminding me that I was his and only his.

The words really killed me mentally and I was sick and tired of it.