"We also have other teachers to fill in your classes for the following days if you’re still feeling sick. So, just rest and don’t worry. Get well soon, Malissa!" the lady said cheerfully.
Although I appreciated that the school was more than willing to support
and help
out during my ti of sickness, the truth was that this was all just a big misunderstanding. I wasn’t sick and right now I should be there teaching my classes!
"Thanks…" I managed to say in a whisper before the line disconnected.
Hayden…why are you doing this?
My eyes lifted from the phone screen towards the still-closed door and an ominous feeling began rapidly growing in the pit of my stomach. This is all just a bad coincidence, right?
Surprisingly, after a few desperate poundings on the door, I heard clicking sounds as if the door was being unlocked from the outside. My eyes narrowed suspiciously, and I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The door was locked from the outside all this ti? Why would the door even have a lock on the outside?
The answer was sinister and clear, but I just couldn’t quite believe it. Soone locked
up in here on purpose. Why?
I felt like I was about to get the answers to my questions when the door started to slowly swing open. Honestly, I was expecting to see Hayden and I was ready to give him a piece of my mind. However, the person who greeted
with a guilty smile was none other than Auntie who had led
here last night.
"Why was the door locked?" I demanded for an answer right away.
Auntie sighed loudly and seed uncomfortable as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other in the doorway. Her eyes wouldn’t et mine and I could tell that she was feeling guilty.
"Auntie…what is going on here?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Umm…Hayden wants you to stay in your room. He says it’s for your own good," Auntie replied hesitantly.
Hayden wants…what?
"Does that an that I can’t leave this room?" I asked in pure shock.
"Umm…yes. It would be better if you stay inside…" Auntie replied in a shaky voice.
I glanced down and realized that she was holding a tray of food, fruits, and water in her hands. That was when it occurred to
that she wasn’t here to let
out at all. She was rely here to deliver
my food. Suddenly, the beautiful and luxurious room that I was in felt like an overly decorated prison and I was the bird stuck in a golden cage.
I’m getting my food delivered to
like I was so prisoner.
Why is this happening to ?
"Where is Hayden?" I asked.
Auntie didn’t reply but headed into the room before heading to the dining room. The door was open, and I wondered if I could make a run for it. If I can just get out of here and talk to Hayden, maybe I can get him to change his mind about all this. Does he even realize how wrong it is to hold
here against my will?
My heart fell to my feet when I poked my head out of the door. Even if I made a run for it, I wouldn’t make it past this hallway. When I banged on the door and shouted loudly before and no one answered, I honestly thought that it was because there was no one on the opposite side of the door. However, the row of around ten n in black stationed right outside my door told
that I had it all wrong.
Hayden’s n stood in a line with their backs against the wall with their eyes on
and the opened door to my room.
This is insane. Purely insane.
I sighed seeing that escape wasn’t a viable option and retreated back into the room, closing the door behind . Not knowing what to do and feeling quite hopeless about my current situation, I followed Auntie to the dining room to see that she had already laid out the food on the dining table.
The dining table was too large for one person, and it felt lonely sitting there all alone. I stared at the food in front of
with absolutely no appetite.
"Where is Hayden?" I asked again.
"Master Hayden has left the mansion and hasn’t returned yet," Auntie replied flatly.
"Where did he go? Why did lock
up here? When is he coming back? Why won’t he answer my calls?!" I bombard the Auntie with my questions.
I bit my lower lips in frustration when I realized that I had raised my voice at the old woman. This is so bad; I knew that I was taking out my anger on her simply because she was the only one in the room with . I knew that I was mad at Hayden and my behavior was inexcusable. Auntie is probably just doing what Hayden told her to do.
"I’m sorry. I didn’t an to take it out on you," I apologized softly.
"It’s alright. You must be tired from last night so you should eat sothing," Auntie encouraged quietly.
"Thank you but I don’t feel like it," I said dismissively.
"Is there sothing that I can do for you?" Auntie asked sadly.
"When Hayden is back, can you tell him to co see ?" I asked.
Auntie nodded sadly and I knew that she probably thought that locking
up in here was a bad idea as well.
"Yes. I’ll be sure to do that. In the anti, please just rest and relax in here…" she said before she turned and took her leave.
I heard the door closing behind her and knew instinctively that it would be locked again from the outside.
Hayden, what are you thinking this ti? Why are you doing this?
In the back of my mind, I had a vague idea of the cause behind this. After all, this all happened because he found out that Ethan ca to see . If he couldn’t control my life when I was outside, did he co to conclusion that it was better to keep
locked up here instead?
--To be continued…
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