I was way too familiar with the room but I felt weird for the first time. It was not like I was scared or unsafe here but there was something more thay was on my head this time.
Mr. Gold or Beast or whatever he is, he… I get up of the bed and just stepped few foots away when the door was pushed open.. My heart beats go wild when I saw it was Mr. Gold. I tried to calm myself down but my heartbeat was so loud that I bet he must hear it while he came inside.
He was holding a tray and there was a bowl with soup in it. I stood there frozen while he went past me and went to the table to put down the soup.
“Why are you there? Are you going to washroom?” he asked me while his eyes show some concern. I was though confused if those are real or not. I don’t know what to say to him so I frantically nodded and then rushed to the washroom that was just few steps away from me.
I wasn’t wearing a slipper so I slipped on the floor as I was rushing forward. I quickly stretched my arms to hold but still hit the ground with knees.
“Ouch” I exclaimed in pain. I flipped over and rubbed my knees that hurt badly.
“Are you alright” Mr. Gold again asked me and I looked up to him with a shock. He was coming to me but I don’t know what had gotten into me, I quickly got up and ran to washroom even before he could get to me.
I entered washroom and locked the door from inside.
“Are you OK? What’s going on?” I heard him asked from outside. I looked at the door and yelled back “I’m fine Mr. Gold. I need to use washroom so you can leave now.” I know it was a little rude to ask him to go out when he bought me food but what else should i do? I’m still not over with the memories where the beast turned into him.
“OK, but drink the soup while it’s hot. Don’t forget” he said and then I heard footsteps going out of the room. As he went out I couldn’t help but sigh in relief.
I went to the sink and watched myself on the mirror. I had gotten so old in just few days. I looked at my own reflection and then remembered the Vampire out there who tried to kill me. Who tortured me that much and even blamed me for his Love’s death.
I sigh as I look down my body to look for the bruises that he had given me but to my horror there was nothing there. I gulped down saliva trying to water my dry throat.
“You are a monster just like us. Why do you think I kidnapped you? ” that vampire’s words rang in my head and it rang again and again.
“No, I’m not a monster” I covered my ear not wanting to hear anything again but the sound was coming from inside and it won’t stop no matter how hard I close my ears.
I opened the door and ran out just to bumb into someone. He hold my hand. I lifted my eyes to see what I hit just now but my head got more anxious as I saw Mr. Gold again.
“what has gotten into you? Have you drink the soup?” he asked me with his eyebrows joining together.
I nodded as I get off his arms. I then tried to walk past him. When he again hold on to my wrist. I looked at him and he was about to say something but just then his phone rang in his pocket. He took the phone out and pick up the call. While doing so, he loosen the hold on my hand. I took the opportunity to fled away from him.
I moved so fast as I was almost running. While I finished the wide hallway, I don’t know where to go from this point. Just then I spotted uncle Frank in the hall. I decided to go to him and begin to walk down the stairs. But when I reached the halfway, I felt weird…. What if he is also…
Tak Tak Tak
I heard footsteps behind me and my head could turn no faster as it turned at that point. From the top of the stair, Mr. Gold was coming down and hold had a cold expression on his face. I was just wondering what was with that face and then I spotted the bowl of soup in his hand. I gulped and then ran to the hall.
“Uncle Frank what are you doing?” I quickly ran to uncle Frank who was seated on the sofa and doing something in the newspaper.
“Good morning Ms. Wilson” he said in a warm voice “I was just trying to solve the puzzle from the newspaper but answers are so hard to find”
I nodded and went beside him.”I love solving riddles too uncle. But nowadays a lot of questions are unanswered.” Just as I was about to take the paper in hand I heard Mr. Gold speaking from behind “Why don’t you go to the library and enhance your knowledge if you are so desperate for answers? ”
I heart skipped the beat but I didn’t looked at him. I just pretend that I never heard him on the first place. I instead focus on the newspaper and went on with the riddles.
I saw him sitting on the sofa in front of me from the side of my eyes. I peeked him once only to find out he was glaring at my way. O quickly withdraw my gaze and then begin to solve the puzzles. I don’t know why but he stayed there unmoved. I was hoping him to go away but he won’t budge.
I finished my riddle and still pretend to solve it when uncle Frank took the newspaper away from me. I looked at him and he was looking at the paper in his hand ” I tried so hard to solve it but I wasn’t anywhere near the answer. How can you solve it in just few minutes?” Uncke Frank seemed to amazed “You are a smart child. You two sit here, I’ll go and get coffee for you guys.” Uncle said so and got up from his seat.
“No” I tried to stop him but he was already gone by the time I stopped him. I gulped as I moved my eyes to Mr gold from uncle Frank. He was sitting with his arms fold into his chest. He raised his eyebrows at me and then gestured at the bowl full of soup in front of him.
I shook my head and I saw his eyebrows sinking.”What?” he asked me.
“What?” I asked back in panic.
“Why didn’t you drink the soup?” he asked me and my mind raced thousand kilometers per hour to get an excuse I could use to get away from this but at the end I blurted out a stupid reason “I don’t like soups”
I smiled weakly at him trying to be normal but his brows frowned even deeper.”Then why did you lie to me?”
I lowered my head not able to think anything to answer him. He again said “Can’t you just say that you don’t like it? Why would you tell me you drank it already?” he was furious at me.
“Sorry” I muttered in a small voice barely audible to even myself.
Just then uncle Frank come back with the tray of coffee in his hand. I sigh as I got saved this time.
“Whay happened? Why are you yelling at her? She just woke up” uncle handed me a cup of coffee as he scold Mr. Gold for being angry at me.
I take the coffee in hand and a gust of air brought the smell of coffee inside my nostril. I shrink my nose and quickly covered it with my hand. Black coffee was never my thing but today it smell so strong that I no longer smell it.
“What happened? Is anything wrong Ms. Wilson?” Uncle Frank asked out of concern. I put the coffee down on the table and shook my head to him.”Nothing uncle, I just don’t like the smell of black coffee”
“Oh, do you want me to make another cup of coffee for you? ” he asked me “Which coffee do you like? I’ll make that for you”
I shook my head in denial.”I’ll ask you if I want some”
He nodded and begin to clean some vase near us. Just then something unusual happened, I smelled the food going burned..
“Uncle, I think rice is overcooked” I said to him.
“But there is no smell.. Let me see anyway” uncle Frank walked to the kitchen.