Chapter 58 - Gone!

**Camelia's POV:**

**The next morning:**

When I woke up, it was 5 in the morning. My head was hurting.

An IV cannula was sunk in my left wrist. The memory of last night hit me again like a fucking hurricane, leaving my whole being trembling in overwhelming shock.

Every hurtful word Lucifer said to me was resonating in my head. He only used me and wanted me for sex. But now that I was not beautiful anymore, my congeniality had also come to an end.

When I was beautiful, Derek lusted for me, Devin lusted for me. They used me, abused me, treated me like shit but never gave me fake hope.

Lucifer was worse. The heartbreak was too hard to get over.

How beautiful my life would be if I was never snatched away by Derek? Never raped by Derek and Devin and meet Lucifer?

I would have a typical, peaceful life of a teenager.

Whatever! Even the mere thought of it pained me.

I loved Lucifer but he never loved me. But it didn’t give him any right to give me to anyone. I was not any toy to please men.

I would rather die than letting him giving me away.

I didn’t belong to Lucifer to do anything he liked to do.

I was going to leave this damn place and go wherever my eyes lead. I couldn’t go to Atlanta; what if Lucifer came after me?

And sent me to off to someone? How dare him to think something like this!

My whole body was filled with ugly, horrendous blister and rashes. Tears rolled down my eyes as I eyed myself for the last time in the mirror. This much was my value?

When that my beauty vanished, I was just like a dirt under someone's shoe.

Cruel world!

I carefully pulled out the IV cannula from my wrist. I contorted my face, it fucking stung.

I wore a black hoodie and a baggy grey pant. I connected the charger to the phone and put it into charging. The battery was dead for two days.

As I turned on my phone, it beeped with several messages. From university chat group, from my mother, my brother and from Laura.

It was least unexpected. I didn’t expect her to text me. I couldn’t call my parents such horrible news. How could I when I insisted on coming back to Lucifer? Mom told me again and again that Mafia people weren’t good.

For one last time, I opened Laura's message. I wanted to see what she wanted to say.

*Camelia, how are you doing? I miss you. Why don't you come to university? Is everything alright? I wanted to tell you that I will start my café next month. You must be present at the opening day.*

A sad smile spread on my lips. I saw a green ball beside her name in the messenger. She was still active.

What was she doing at this hour?

I wanted to bid her farewell before leaving.

So, I called her.

"Hello, Camelia, what's up? Why aren’t coming to university? Are you alright?"

"It's 4 am Laura, why are you up so early?" I said.

"I stayed up all night and still am working on my assignment. Yesterday, I was so busy doing part-time jobs. Why does your voice sound so weird? Are you sick?"

I exhaled. Sick would be an understatement.

"Laura, I am leaving. Take care; we may never see each other again." I told her.

"What the heck are you saying? What's wrong?" Her voice picked up.

"Laura, I am very sick, suddenly my body is filled with rashes and blisters. I look horribly ugly. My boyfriend broke up with me and told me to leave. He told me many horrible things. I am leaving and don't know where would I go. I feel like ending my life." This time I couldn’t keep my voice calm, a loud cry departed from my mouth.

"What!" She exclaimed.

"Don't ever think like this! Your life is too precious to end it over a bastard like him. If your body is filled with rashes or blisters there must be any reason behind this. In this age of science many complicated diseases can be treated. Then why are you feeling so hopeless?"

"Laura, not only the blisters. I have some other problem too. But from yesterday, the other problems are at a bay. But, I look horrible due to the rashes and blisters." I stated.

"Don't be so sad. Can you do something?" She uttered.

"My mom is a dermatologist, and she is quite famous in her field. Mom has connections with many famous doctors too. If you don’t have any problem, you can come to our house. My mother can take a good look at you." She suggested. She was so sweet.

"I don't want to bother you." I truthfully responded.

"Come on, Camelia. My mom never feels bothered with patients; she is really passionate and professional. Who knows, maybe it is possible that she can cure you. If not then she can arrange good doctors for you." Laura spoke and a little hope budded in my heart.

I might get well.

"Are you sure?" I queried unsure.

"Of course. I am sending you the address. Just take a cab and come." She said.

"Okay." I nodded. Laura texted me her address. I grabbed all the medicines, put them inside a bag and sneaked out of the back gate of the mansion. I left a letter for Lucifer before leaving his house for good.

I already learned how to disable the safety alarm. Lucifer installed two new gates after the last escape attempt of mine and I successfully disable both of them.

.

This time, I surprisingly didn’t find any guard at the backdoor. While coming out, my head spun. I sat on the floor and vomited in the ground.

It felt like my guts were getting ruptured in pain.

I quickly took a painkiller and swallowed it with water. Even dying would be better than this constant excruciating pain.

This neighborhood was aristocratic. I forcefully dragged my legs and wobbled as far as I could. It wasn’t even 5 in the morning.

After walking for about twenty-five minutes, fortunately, I got a cab and told the driver the address of Laura's house. And almost one hour later, I reached the destination.

They had a beautiful duplex house.

**Lucifer's POV:**

Just now I returned my room after saying those hurtful lies to Camelia. She cried so hard and fainted. I had the nurses to attend her.

"Listen, bastard. I have sent you both the audio and video clip. Now I want the antidote." I hissed through the phone. Currently, I was talking with Devin. He took the initiative to call me first.

"I have seen and heard them both. I must say, I enjoyed them more than I thought. You know her tears; cries turn me on another level. Just hearing her crying gets me off! Uff! She is so fucking sexy!" Devin gloated

I gritted my teeth, clenching my jaw in anger.

I was feeling infuriated, everything before my eyes looked red.

I craved blood. I wanted to tear Devin into pieces and bathe in his blood. That fucking bastard! And I would surely do it.

He wanted to make my preciosa cry. He wanted to make her hurt. Hurting her was his passion.

How did that girl survive living with that sadist psychopath?

She was just 17 at that time.

I would cut him limb to limb after I get the antidote in my hand.

"When are you giving me the antidote?" I boomed.

"Oh. Still, so loud! Not so early! You only fulfilled one of the conditions. Two more to go. Then I would think about it?" He stated.

"Think about it!" I barked in rage.

"Fucking bastard, she is hanging in between life and death because of you. As you said, I broke up with her. And you dare to say that you will think about it? Listen, the only trump card you have is Camelia. And if she dies or anything happens to her, you will lose the chance forever. No one can save you from me. So, if you forgot, I want to remind you, I am Lucifer Martinez. Give me the remedy medicine right now." I demanded.

"I know. And I know this too that Camelia is way too precious for you to let her die. So, as I said give me ruling power of those 7 states, step down from your bloody throne and send Camelia to me. If you do as I say, I will be merciful enough to give her the antidote." He sneered.

"Okay. But if I get to know that you didn’t give her the antidote or something bad happened to her, I will ruin you!"

"I know you will." He let out a sarcastic laugh.

"She is sick. I can't send her today. Doctors told her not to move her. I will send her to you tomorrow by my chopper and after the fact is confirmed that you gave her the antidote, I will step down and announce you as the new leader. It's my last offer, take it or lose it all. Remember, Devin, the only thing I will lose is Camelia in this war but if she dies, you will lose everything along with your very life." I warned him.

And my threat worked.

"Okay. Send her to me and you will get the proof that I gave her the antidote. I also don’t want her to die so soon."

"Better keep your words or your head will be hanging in the road in broad daylight. I am a man of words, Devin." I cut the call.

The next day,

I needed to tell Camelia that it was just a drama, I would never send her off to anyone, over my dead body. But last night I needed to say those to get actual reaction from her.

Devin wanted a video clip too along with the audio file. She passed out last night, so I couldn’t inform her about the truth.

But as I entered her room, it was empty. My heart began thumping rapidly in panic.

She wasn’t even in the bathroom. The IV cannula was disconnected.

Where the fuck was she? She wasn't even inside the bathroom.

Then suddenly a letter caught my eyes which was lying on her bed.