Chapter Eight
I woke to find myself in Henry's room, there was no one in the room. I hurriedly stood up from the bed with a throbbing head. Just as I made my way to the door, the bathroom opened and Henry walked out, STARK NAKED!
I gasped and turned away in embarrassment, what the hell did I just see? Oh my! I needed to anoint my eyes.
“Aren't you an adult?” I heard his mocking voice. I snorted, then mumbled angrily. “Shy?” He asked.
I subconsciously turned to find him in front of me, I was shocked and slipped, luckily, Henry caught me before I could land on the floor.
But then, his towel slipped from his waist, goddammit! I cursed and quickly stood up, then ran away from the room.
I ran as fast as my slim legs could carry me until I got to my room, I opened the door wildly then closed the door loud. I ran over to my bed and buried myself in it.
What a bad day!
My night has been ruined, I slapped my forehead in embarrassment, from trying to prove that I was an adult to- wait!
I was a witness to a murder?! And I was the cause of it? Oh. My. Fuck. This. Shit.!
I trembled in fear, who was the man? Where did he come from? What if the cops find out about his death? Was I going to jail?
I wasn't the murderer, I was also a victim.
Many thoughts flooded through my mind, fear, and so many emotions filled me until I slept off.
I woke up the next morning feeling sick. This whole place was not convenient for me. Just a day here and a lot had already happened. There was no fucking way I was going to stay here.
I slipped off the bed, making my way to Henry's room. I knocked when I reached the door, but there was no response.
“I need to talk to you,” I said with a hard voice, I felt the urge to kick the door open, but what if he was naked again? Such a shameless man.
I knocked again, and there was no response, he was wasting my time, I needed to leave this hell of a place. I held the door knob, and it opened, I peeped inside, but there was no sight of him.
I closed the door, making my way to my room. I could just leave without telling anyone.
I got into my room with a tired body, a lot has been happening, was there a chance that I would come through all of this? Was there a light at the end of this dark tunnel? I tilted my head backwards and let out a loud sigh.
“Mom, I miss you,” I cried and buried my face in my pillow. If my mom were still alive, I would still be the happy girl I used to be. A knock on the door interrupted me.
“Who's there?” I asked with a weak voice, the door knob moved, but didn't open. Realizing the door was locked, I stood up from the bed, lazily walked to the door and opened it.
I frowned when I stood face to face with HENRY!
I tried to close the door, but he saw through me and roughly pushed the door. He entered the room like it was his, which made me irritated.
“What do you want?” I asked with a silent hiss. He turned to look at me, there was a cold look on his face, but I was not moved.
“First thing you should know, and never forget,” he started and walked towards me, he was so close that I could hear his breaths. “This is my house, and I can enter any room I want to without any fucking person's permission” he whispered into my ear.
In his dreams! I was leaving this damn place, I looked into his eyes, they were beautiful and alluring, and I almost dropped my guard, but then I remembered how he had called me a kid.
The hell!
“You can take the house, it's yours,” I said. “But as for me, I won't be living under the same roof with you,” I hissed and tried to walk past him.
He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me close to him, our lips brushing together.
“If you dare step out of this house, you better not come here anymore,” he warned.
“Don't worry,” I said with a smirk, “I won't even come close to the gate once I'm out of this place,” I said, silence filled the room as we were glaring at each other.
Just then, my phone rang, breaking the silence.
“Let go of me now,” I said with a cold voice, and he released my hair.
I walked over to my phone and frowned when I saw the caller, I received the call. “What do you want?” I asked with a hard tone.
“Where have you been, Sophia? I've searched everywhere for you,” I heard Ethan's worried voice, I refuse to believe that he cared about me.
After all, he was with me just because of my body.
“I'm fine, and don't call me anymore,” I replied and was going to cut the call, when I remembered that Henry was behind me.
There was no way Aunt Carrie was going to allow me to live here, and the only person who I could go to was Ethan. I contemplated if I should ask him for help, or just stay here.
“I would send you an address now, come and pick me,” I said and disconnected the call before he could say another word.
Before I could type the address to Ethan, my phone was snatched out of my hand.
“What are you doing?” I yelled as I glared at Henry.
“Don't share my house address with people, I don't like visitors,” he said.
“But you allow sluts to come in whenever they want, and they even eat with you at your dinner,” I said and laughed.
“That's none of your business,” he snapped. He was typing something on my phone, I tried snatching it from him, but he raised his hand high.
I stretched, trying to take the phone from him, but I was too short, he continued typing while stretching his hand higher, and I kept jumping.
When he was done, he handed the phone back to me. I looked at what he typed and was shocked by what he said.
“What is wrong with you?” I yelled. He smirked and walked away.
I quickly dialed Ethan's number, luckily, he picked the call.
“Ethan, I didn't send that stupid text just so you know, come to-” Henry tried to snatch the phone from me, but unfortunately, it slipped from my hand and fell on the floor.
I picked it, and tried to talk, but he still attempted to snatch it. I dodged him and tried to run away, but he pushed me over the bed.
“Sophia,” I heard Ethan's scared voice, “is everything alright?” He asked.
Henry climbed on top of me and tried snatching the phone from me.
“Ethan help!” I cried out, trying to push him away with one hand.
“Where are you, Sophia?” Ethan yelled.
“Come to-” Ethan covered my mouth with his palm, but I bit him really hard, he groaned, and I used that as an opportunity to scream the address. I had not mentioned the address when Henry did something unexpected.
He slammed his lips on mine, I froze in shock.