(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Free me

2 Months later.

Dachinko Mansion.

"The word!"

The adorable little princess walked with still unsteady steps towards the boy in front of her.

No one had the same age as him in the mansion and the closest to his age was just the boy he mentioned 'Tata'

Arnold caught the tiny body, no one near him at this time except for the tiny creature that began to be active in his age.

There was no way he did not have any envy at all in his beautiful little sister, sometimes he also wanted to leave her and be the only one he noticed.

"Tata? Tata know?" the round brown eyes shone like his father was staring at the boy in front of him.

Abstract ambiguous language because it is still not fluent to speak it becomes something that he often hears.

"Bianca want to mess around again?" ask the little girl with those shining eyes.

The reason why he was able to stay in the mansion with the father he so desperately craved for was the little girl in front of him.

Because the little girl drew her hand to play made James let her to stay there.

"Goddy!"

Baby Bianca immediately sparkled staring at the father from afar, her body immediately moved and towards the father.

James did not continue his steps so that his beloved little daughter could have a few more steps.

*You're gonna take her to that woman?

You're getting married, aren't you*?

Greb!

He hugged his daughter carrying in his sling that he used to do, the girl's voice came back at her again but he did not reply her.

Arnold was silent, he also wanted to be hugged or carried. Children's jealousy about affection is real but not all adults understand it.

"Have you had lunch? Eat after that just continue your game,"

Arnold was just a silent, flat face with a low tone of voice that sounded cold and void going into his ears

He did not have time to say a reply but the man had already turned his body and carried his beloved daughter away.

"By..Daddy!" His small steps and small hands grabbed the man's shirt.

James turned around, it was not him who could not manage his facial expressions well but he did have no expression at all at this moment.

"By..Daddy u..uda eating?" al Lirih asked nervously to make her stammer.

"I'll eat with Bianca, you eat first." she replied with a straight look at the child who still wanted her affection so badly.

James's?

The man's iris shook again, hearing the illusory voice that always accompanied him until some of his servants in the mansion began to think a little crazy because it seemed to be fixated on something and speak for themselves although of course no one dared to reprimand him because still loves his life.

You don't know? That's his sign he's eating with you

The man stared blankly at the iris forward, Arnold silently not struggling to figure out how to attract the man's attention.

"So.." his murmur withered.

"By..Daddy?" the little man looked back at what he saw 'Daddy' but nothing at all.

"You want to eat with me?" james asked as he turned his eyes away from the missing shadow and looked at the plain child in front of him.

Arnold's twinkle eyes immediately rose, clearly visible on his adorable face if he was feeling very happy.

"Yes!" answer him cheerfully at once.

"Daddy? Bianca was able to walk quickly, she almost fell but Al caught her so as not to get hurt!" his babble showed off what he had done with his 'sister.

"Good work" said James who gave appreciation even though his face still showed a flat expression.

Al smiles, he likes to get compliments even if it is just a small compliment and it also has to be related to the sister who does not need to do anything to get the affection of the father he really wants.

......................

Ottawa, Canada.

An empty look with a pale face and a thin body was clearly visible on the girl sitting quietly looking out of the window.

"Louise?"

There is no reason to ignore this call.

"You've eaten something? Because you just woke up so I brought you this," said Zayn who came with a meal for the girl who was still in the care.

"..." still no answer at all, just a glance from the eyes that look dead was staring at the food given.

"Louis came back this morning, there were some meetings that could not be delayed. Two more days he'll be back here" Zayn said, explaining that the girl didn't ask.

"..."

Still quiet, no word at all. The doctor who sees and sees himself is like seeing something new.

The usual cheerful and noisy girl had now become silent without a word.

Maybe if the man who makes it like this sees it will get used to the new attitude.

Silence without saying anything like a beautiful doll and sometimes can be more hysterical than anyone, he just does the same thing as when he was still confined.

"Hm? What'sthis?" zayn murmured as he frowned looking like a piece of paper attached behind the girl's hair.

His hand went to take her, wagging the long hair so that it could reach the back of the hair close to the nape of the nape and of course his fingers accidentally tip would hit the neck of the girl.

The deg!

Louise flinched, for her touch is a sensitive one especially in the neck or the general part is not easily touched.

Because all those bad memories will come at her again, a flash of touch on her entire body, a flash of how she should accept someone who 'entered' without her permission or desire at all.

"Louise?" Zayn realized, the girl reacted.

His body trembled with fear, his eyes closed as if avoiding him and his hands clenched close firmly yet he did not brush him off.

"You okay?" the man did not understand, of course he asked because he was worried and held the girl's shoulder.

"You ask me how I am?! Evil." his murmured softly with eyes that looked so angry, hateful, desperate and disappointed to be one.

"Evil..."

"You..."

"Hiks..."

The girl lowered her head, her eyes flowing a clear bulir that had fallen down from her cheeks, sane or not, hated and angry yet she still could not do one thing.

The courage to see the man hurt or hurt him, not because he was a coward but because the dam is still in his heart.

Having no hope yet he still gave his feelings and made her even more hurt.

"Sorry..."

"I was wrong, I didn't touch you again, hm?" asked Zayn who did not understand what the girl meant but he could only use words that might be soothing.

No more answers, the girl cried like before.

...

3 Days later.

Physical examination and psychiatric therapy have been given since he woke up, but still have the same end.

Not giving a response at all and not even remember with his last memory if he had returned and was shot with a bullet.

"Louise?"

Silence, no authorization.

"I gave you this earlier, you like it, right? Your favorite strawberry cake," said Louis while giving a piece of the beautiful cake to his sister.

The girl shook her head, she stared silently without moving a bit.

"You don't want to try? This is your favorite meal" Louis said once again.

He began to commute between countries because of work and see the condition of his sister.

"My favorite?" the girl's lips muttered.

He forgets what he likes and does not like, the stage of stress that makes him really slumped until slowly losing himself.

"Yes! You like it so much that you often snatch mine too!" louis smiled.

It should not be angry or show dislike and should be gentle and attentive that is what the psychiatrist who is treating the girl is asking for.

"No..."

"Hm?" Louis was confused to hear the murmuring of his sister.

"Not you, but my brother." said he softly, although he has a memory of colliding and jumbled but that does not mean he was completely crazy not to remember anything.

Louis was silent for a moment, it dawned on him that the younger brother still had not removed the shackles on his head from everything that happened during his disappearance.

"You like fighting over food with your brother?" the man's voice began to sound changed as he asked himself who was like everyone else.

There was no answer to his question, the silent sister said nothing.

"I want to go home..."

"She sucks but I miss her,"

Say the girl who can sometimes be spoken to even though she does not know her interlocutor.

"InfFECT? He also thinks you are, "the man laughed bitterly, if the younger brother is still 'normal' as before maybe they will fight then make up and laugh.

Louis didn't answer anything because he knew it wasn't a question for him.

"I want to go home..."

"I'm..."

Said the girl was cut off and seemed sad, he continued to whine asking to go home even though he was already in the 'house' he wanted.

"Louise?"

"You've come home, you're free." said the man softly.

Want with any look he could not hide his pain when he saw the only family he had like that.

"Free? You're not gonna let me go..."

"I know.." he murmured softly.

Back silent as before, Louis was approaching to see the face of the sister facing and looking into her eyes.

"You crying again?" she said while wiping away the girl's tears.

The deg!

Why do you keep crying? What hurts?

If it hurts you should talk, right?

The girl's heart seemed to want to stop, she remembered a word that was almost similar even though different and in different situations.

The shadow of the man who was on top of his body then m*mbu her wildly entered just like that.

Louis gasped, his early sister petrified but then slowly unbuttoned the patient shirt he was wearing.

"Louise?" the man stared puzzledly but prevented the fingers from opening his shirt.

"Do it quickly and then get out of here," a voice that sounded trembling and a little agitated as it brushed aside and unbuttoned itself.

While he who still looks confused was quickly back buttoned as before.

"Louise? Listen-"

"Don't..."

"Louise!"

The girl flinched, a loud call made her stop petrifying.

"Akh!"

Screeching screams filled the room.

Yes, the girl went back hysterically as before, and of course this is something that must be handled by the right doctor.

......................

One month later.

JBS Hospitals.

Work is still a job, and there is no development at all about the younger brother.

"Have you bought a ticket for me?" asked Louis once again to his secretary for a new schedule in order to be calm looking after his sister.

"It's the President" Michael replied to his superiors.

He took a rough breath and could only hope that the younger brother would be able to recognize himself and his surroundings.

......................

Ottawa, Canada

The Hua...

Huhoo....

The girl's face looked pale, she came out at this time and indeed no one floated her if she wanted to get out of the room but she immediately gasped as soon as she heard the cry of the baby.

*He died because of you!

Bianca Anastasia Dachinko's

That's his name, remember it*

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

His heart felt like it wanted to stop beating, the memory of the baby who died in his sling collided with the healthy baby he gave birth to both times.

A mother who is not traumatized if she has to be locked up with her dead child and she is not even given a chance to heal her fear.

"You're here?"

"St..."

"They'll take you and exchange you, if you're noisy." said the one holding the tiny baby.

Take the baby boy who made her remember with her first son who had been absent from the room left the baby alone because he wanted to change space by one of the nurses.

The tiny baby was slowly silent in his sling while the pale face was staring wistfully.

A half-sane mind cannot be clear.

"They're going to trade you again, she thinks I don't know what I'm born with?" his murmured because his memory was trapped in his first son and did not remember his beautiful second child.

...

Zayn gasped at the empty room and asked the guards to search for Louise.

"Find him!" his orders were instantaneous on the guards.

When there is no twin sister the girl is certainly the most responsible in maintaining her.

"Remain!"

"Miss Louise went to the roof!" said one of the guards who saw from the cctv footage looking for the girl.

Of course he also went there following with some people who came, until

The deg!

The man gasped, the girl looked at him blankly while holding a baby that did not belong to him and standing at the end of the wall of the hospital's high roof.

"You said you'd set me free, right?" the empty look began to sound.

"Louise?" Zayn approached slowly in order to attract the girl.

"Then give it to me," said his soft-spoken who wanted to plunge himself.

Greb!

A pull that is almost not in can immediately pull the thin body and the baby in the sling to the safe side.

"What are you doing?!" zayn unconsciously snapped at him, not angry but a deep sense of worry.

The guards began to forcibly take the baby boy belonging to another mother who was in his sling.

"Don't!"

"Don't take my son!" the girl was screaming hysterically.

Panic makes her more unable to think normally, the feeling of anger that overflows looking at the man she believes is still the same.

There is no roof that is completely clean, piles of unused items are sometimes placed there.

"Louise!"

"You're going to man-"

Tusk's!

His speech stopped, he immediately followed the girl back when pushed away but the pain radiated into his body made his silence.

"Ja.don't.." the girl muttered in her cries.

All he has in his memory is about a baby dying in his sling and all he does is want to keep his child.

Tests...

A thick red liquid flowed from his thin hands, passing through the iron he got and he plugs it in the man's stomach in front of him.

"Louise?" a soft voice made the girl flinch.

The girl realized her hands were wet and filled with flowing red kent liquid.

AAKKH!!

The girl shouted, looking towards the tiny crying baby as well as the injured man in front of her.

He shook his head looking scared and agitated, he was not even aware of what he was doing just now.

"A...I.." his murmur was soft.

All was dark, his body falling down instantly.

"Call doctor!" the man's orders were quick and of course some doctors had indeed caught up with them since earlier.

"Check him!" he said when he saw some doctors coming.

"Sir? That must be checked you first," replied one of the doctors who saw the blood that continued to flood out and the face that was getting pale.