Aretta & Secrets

A window?

I got a slap back on my cheek. The place this time he was really angry because I didn't open my mouth at all. After slapping me hard enough until I could see the stars, the God left in a huff. His footsteps were quite hasty and I could even hear him closing the door with a loud slam. I no longer curled up like before, Today I decided to get up and stretch my stiff muscles. And like before, this time I had to walk in a way to feel where I wanted to go.

I used the memory I got when the sunlight made it in. My goal is a window that has been covered with papers. My hands were outstretched and came into contact with the rough and somewhat moist surface of the wall. I swipe left and right to find the window. My hands felt something rough and prominent. I decided to go ahead and touch it longer. It was a glass window, because I managed to tap it slowly so as not to cause a sound that could make Gods come to this room. This time I managed to win the jackpot.

My fingers began to explore the surface of the paper covering the window. It turns out that guy was smarter than I thought. He actually made the paper covering the window unable to be opened easily. I had to find the end of the window to find a corner that could paper. I really need light, even a little bit. Because that way I can think clearly and decide what I should do for the next step.

I tried again and again until my fingernails got stuck in a small corner of the tape. I used the tip of my finger to pull the tape that was stuck to the window and hoped that it would not cause fatal damage so that it could be re-installed if the Gods came suddenly. The black paper that was stuck to the window started to come off. I even narrowed my eyes as the bright sunlight began to flood the basement. I can now see my own hands and together I can see the whole room.

This time I can breathe with relief. I'm win. I also had a chance to escape. I tried to pull the paper back, only half because later I had to return the shape to its original position. The man was already desperately trying to manipulate the room but it seemed that his idea this time was less successful.

I tapped on the glass window to measure how thick the glass was. God is on my side again. It was just a normal glass window in general.

What if the window breaks I can get out of here? But this window is small. Either I can skip it or I can't. I peeked again at the atmosphere in Luaraan. There was a flower pot with flowers that started blooming.

I'm looking. This time the street view was visible. I looked around as I could. There are nice houses standing across the street, but I still don't know which area this is in.

There was someone walking over the sidewalk with a thick-haired dog on a leash. I didn't know what got into me because I screamed while banging on the window loudly. I thought I would smash that window too, but it's a shame that guy got through that first.

I sighed in defeat but kept thinking positively to find another way to escape from this place. Suddenly I heard the sound of a door slamming from above. I immediately closed the window covered in black paper. If I rush away to look less suspicious. I also took the initiative Back to the same place where he left me.

I heard the key play and the basement was filled with light. The god went down the stairs while carrying a bag of groceries and a box of juice whose corners were squashed, a sign that the object had fallen. The man smirked and looked terrible.

"It's breakfast, baby!" He cheered and put the plastic bag he was carrying on the mattress next to my feet. I arranged the items he gave me and looked at him in turn.

"Why? You want me to bribe? Sorry, baby for today I can't. I'm busy so I have to rush upstairs."

"Don't worry baby you can go to the bathroom. I won't let you get stuck here like a pet. We should get married and there's no way the hostess dong stays here forever." He said with a very carefree voice that even made him more afraid.

How much longer will he ask me to stay here? Be married? I'm still 17.

The god chuckled at my expression.

"Not to worry, baby. As long as you obey me and don't volunteer, there won't be any problems."

I gulped roughly, almost even biting my own tongue. The god stood in front of me while trying to unload the groceries he had brought earlier. The man took out a jam sandwich and offered one padakh. I refused to accept it at first, but seeing how the sharp gaze looked at me as if it was going to pulverize me, my guts shrieked. I grabbed it using my unharmed hands.

I haven't pulled my hand away. He turned my palm to face her.

"What did you do earlier?" He asked while looking at my hand. Why am I also directly following where he is looking and I see the tip of my finger is blackish. The expression of the God hardened and he pulled hard on my wrist to make our bodies cling to each other in this narrow and damp room. The face of the God was too close to my face until I could smell the scent of his breath as he exhaled to me.

"You ran away, didn't you?" That guy's introgasin' me. He even pulled my body to become more attached to his body. Her hand that wrapped around my healthy wrist pressed tight. I tried to let go because the clutches of God hurt my wrists so much.

"You're mute? By the way!" The god screamed with all my might and I could feel his spit hitting my face. I could only curl up and try to get my hand out of his grip. I'm trying to get through. My free instinct overcame fear and I managed to kick his shins.

I didn't anticipate that he was still holding my wrist. So when I tried to escape he immediately pulled my bundle in throwing my body into the bed covered in blood.

"Suck!" He yelled again, "don't even think of running away again because you have me. You have me now!"