Black Bellied Ceos: Come Back Home - Chapter 2: Chapter 02: The Run-In
The event that made me decide that leaving home was my best decision not surprisingly was caused by a guy. It all started a few months before my 16th birthday when Daniel Ren started to flirt with me (or so I believed). Now you have to realize that I had a crush on Daniel Ren since his family moved next door when we were both 8 so for him to talk to me; I was in heaven and ignored the signs that not everything is as it seems.
After a few months of us talking he contacted me on my birthday saying that he had a birthday gift for me. Me being a nave lil thing, I didn’t think much of it. I remember that morning like it was yesterday, I spent all day pampering myself (and by that I mean I took a bath and freaked out over what I was going to wear). And at 8:00pm while everyone was out I snuck out for what I thought would be the best day of my life. In hindsight the fact that the place where we were supposed to meet up looked like one of those places in movie scenes where you knew that something bad was going to happen should have tipped me off but I was in “love” so I didn’t care.
The first thing that probably should have tipped me off that all was not how it appeared was the fact that the place had the words “Love Hotel” in the name but me being me I thought that maybe this was just a meet-up place or maybe he wasn’t ready to make our supposed “relationship” public. Another thing that maybe should have told me to leave was the fact that on our way to the room he suddenly left for a second to talk to these shady looking people. Me being how I am I just thought that it was none of my business about what Daniel did in his spare time (in hindsight I acknowledge that at this point I was just ignoring logic).
Sadly though I didn’t listen to my gut that was telling me that something wasn’t right. So I followed him to that hotel room where we had a nice and semi-romantic dinner and some fancy wine. Now I am not a wine connoisseur but I know that one glass of wine shouldn’t make you feel like you were hot and going to faint. It was then that I knew that something wasn’t right so I mustered up all the courage I had and asked him.
“So I was wondering if wine is supposed to make you feel hot like this” I asked with flushed cheeks and sweat dripping down the side of my face (I know not the most romantic thing).
To this he responded in the most arrogant tone ever (completely ignoring my question might I add), “Do you know the reason that I invited you here today” I guess this was a rhetorical question because before I could even speak he went on. “I’m only doing this as a favor for Vivian so can you please shut up I mean my god do you ever close that big mouth of yours.”
Shortly after this I felt someone grab me from behind. I barely had time to react before next thing you know I was tied to the bed and Daniel had left the room. At this point I knew that this night was not going to be a night where my long time crush asked me to date him but instead, it was a night aimed at humiliating me. Even knowing this I had no idea just how twisted my supposed sister was until that day.
Outside of the room I heard a conversation that made me freeze in disbelieve. Apparently those guys that Daniel was talking to were some guys that my sister had basically pimped me out to. The worst part came a little bit later when I heard them talking about waiting and it was at this point that I felt hope and that’s when I tuned in to their conversation.
Apparently Daniel told them” I don’t care what you do with lil miss Piggy in there so long as you wait till I come back so that I record everything for Vivian.”
At this I think that they were happy because next thing I know I heard a bunch of “me first” and “stop fighting you had dibs on the last one” and on and on.
This spurred me on and in something that can only be described as a shocking feat I somehow got my hands (with the rope) free from the headboard upon which I had been bound. Let me just take a moment to ask this question: what dummy uses a metal, spiral designed headboard to hold someone?
Anyways after my little adrenaline charged escape I escaped down the fire escape like stairs by the balcony of the room (why they chose a room with a balcony or didn’t block off the balcony I will never know). Upon my escape I ended up on the floor beneath me where I planned on walking through to eventually leave the hotel.
You know how when you say that things could be worst and then they get worst? Well in my case I kept telling myself that things will get better but they didn’t especially when it came to that room. As soon as I walked into the room guess what I saw? There was this guy who looked to be slightly older than me writing something on his computer. And the worst part was that as soon as I saw him he noticed me too so we just stared at each other.
Fiet*= Tbh I can’t spell sometimes and this is just one example so if anybody knows how to spell this word (if you even understand what it’s supposed to be) can you please comment and I’ll fix it.
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