ISOLATED (Bracketed)
#Meet Edward

"I-I'm .. I'm going to pick up my girlfriend."

Edward suddenly walked towards me and I spontaneously turned my face back pretending to choose clothes again.

But Edward pulled my hand out to surprise me.

"Are there any clothes you like here?" edward asked me as he embraced me.

It was strange, when we just met but Edward was so familiar to me and as if he knew I was in need of help.

"Hey, why are you quiet?" edward asked with a smile on his face.

Behind the glasses I was wearing I could see Rey looking at me with an intimidating look.

"Your love wears a mask. Did he get a deadly virus?" ask Rey.

Edward clucked. "Don't like that, brother. My lover is shy."

I heard Rey squealing while smiling sideways.

"Let's go, baby, if there's nothing we're looking for in the other store."

Edward took me for a walk and just two steps Rey suddenly pulled my glasses made me and Edwar stop in surprise.

"Seira. I know your eyes" Rey said with a deadly smile on her face.

I looked at the man with perfectly rounded eyes. How'this? Will I be locked up again.

"Sister!" Edward brushed off Rey's hand that was about to pull my hand.

Rey was angry with Edward's attitude.

"Be like Edgar, Edward! Don't touch something that isn't yours!"

"Is he yours?" edward asked, looking at me.

Rey seemed unwilling to respond to her sister, she pulled my hand violently until I got into the man's arms.

"Sister, don't be rude to women!"

Rey did not respond to Edward's words. He pulled me out of the store and ignored his sister's screams.

I was forced into the car and Rey shut the door so hard that I was shocked.

He went around the car and got behind the wheel. My body seemed to shrink as she looked at me sharply.

"Akh!" I grimaced as she pulled the rough mask on my face.

"I know your eyes very well, Seira!" hisses. "How dare you run away again! Should I lock you up in a very small room!"

"Do it! Do it if it makes you happy!" my annoyance.

Look, sometimes I get scared and sometimes I dare to fight that guy.

Rey nodded her head faintly with her neck still stiffening furiously.

"I don't like you challenging me like that!"

Then he started the engine and drove the car at high speed making my chest rise in fear, I seemed to hold my breath when I sat down but it was like I was floating and I could only grip the strong seatbelt I was wearing.

G*la, this twill*t is like asking me to die.

Fifteen minutes drive, I arrived at the luxurious house with the shades of gold.

Rey pulled my hand out of the car. He walked quickly while holding my hand and I had to balance the man's footsteps with one of my sprained legs earlier.

"Slow down .." I said because I felt pain in my legs.

Rey ignored my words.

"My feet hurt, I fell earlier."

Looks like the guy just realized that I'm not wearing footwear because he's too angry.

Rey spontaneously crouched down and then sighed looking at my bruised leg.

"Braggly!" the hardic.

"What are you doing, put me down!" my screams when he suddenly carried me into the house.

Rey walked past the servants who greeted us on the front porch. He went straight up the stairs and took me to a spacious room, I'm sure this is Rey's room.

I thought he'd put me in bed but he didn't. In the room was another room, a very narrow and stuffy room with a small bed.

He dropped me off there, like Rey's threat to lock me up in a small room wasn't a joke.

Rey came out for a moment just to pick up the p3k box. I sat down and hugged my knees.

"It doesn't need to be treated" I said as she sat holding the p3k box.

He was silent and busy taking out the medicine in the box.

"I said it doesn't need to be treated!" I patted her hand that was about to drip a disinfectant liquid to clean my wound.

"Silent. Can you?"

"You're gonna lock me up here, aren't you? If you want to punish me, there's no need to be nice by treating my wounds! I don't need that! After all, my injuries are nothing like me being locked up with you!"

"It hurts more to be cooped up with you than it hurts my leg! Don't you understand that, Mr. Rey!"

He sighed violently with a flash of anger on his face.

"From now on, you're locked up alone. Not with me anymore. This is punishment for you!"

He left this little room and locked me in from the outside. I was wide-eyed, I immediately got off the bed, banging on the door hard.

"Open up! Openup! Bedeb*h you want me dead in this small, stuffy room!"

I cried while banging on the door until my voice weakened, my strength ran out and I sat on the floor.

This room is very small, so small the end of the bed is in direct contact with the wall and also this room is dark without windows, if it is possible this room remains dark because sunlight cannot enter.

There is only one small sleeping lamp that makes the room dim. I don't understand why Rey is this bad.

***

Two days passed, I really did not come out of this small room. The female waitresses entered several times just to deliver food and they did not speak at all even when I asked, they just kept quiet.

I know, Rey must have told them to shut up.

And believe it or not, it's been two days since I haven't seen Rey. I was like a deep depression, all I did was daydream in this room, staring blankly at the wall in front of me.

I ate only a little food the waiter brought. My eyes for two days kept puffed up from crying, I don't know if Rey heard my cry or not.

I can't believe Rey is this cruel, I'm like a prisoner who was exiled alone.

Is maintaining a life just because you want to work at a publishing company wrong? If it continues to suffer like this, is dying so much better?

I was worried, I wanted a normal life but in fact I was living in hell right now.

I looked at the food on the floor. Weakly I took the glass and threw it against the wall. As usual, the shard of the glass I took.

This may be the third time I have attempted to end my life after twice putting myself in danger.

The first when I slashed my arm as a threat so I could be free, the second when I jumped off the yacht.

And now, I'm doing it again.

Seriate