Chapter 31: Chapter 31

Sara’s P.O.V

I got in the taxi and left from there, but despite wanting to look back at Daniel, I did not and kept my focus ahead. This had been the most intense night I had ever had in my whole life and the most horrific scene I had ever witnessed.

A man got shot and had his hand broken, he was crying out in pain, but there was not an ounce of mercy in Daniel's eyes, he just carried on shooting and beating him up. I had never seen so much blood in all my life, it was just like someone had turned on a tap and I will never forget the sound of that gun being fired.

I was still shaking in fear it was that terrifying. I now know why people refer to him as Satan, there is absolutely no pity or compassion in him and that scared me even more, but the most frightening thing of all, was that he was doing it all for me.

He was about to kill someone because of me and just the thought of that made my whole body go cold. I looked down at my hands, which not too long ago were being held by his hands and his hold was so possessive and dangerous. I clutched my palms and tried to stop myself from trembling, but I wasn't able to close my eyes because everytime I did I just saw Daniel's obsessive eyes, looking deep into my soul. I sat there for a few minutes, trying to calm myself down and process everything.

My hands reached inside my purse and pulled out my phone, it was completely destroyed and now I would have to buy a new one. I looked at the crumpled up card, it was shredded and broken, there was no way that I would be able to use it now, it was too damaged, but the good thing was that I could go to the bank and withdraw the money I needed and also request a new card at the same time.

I looked at the card and threw it back in my purse, but it reminded me of how daniel hugged me, it was a warm and inviting embrace and I could feel his heart beating against his chest. I kept seeing the fight, but I also saw Daniel's eyes and his words were echoing in my head. His eyes held so much pain when I told him I was afraid of him, it made me feel guilty.

After travelling for half an hour by taxi I finally arrived back at my house, but when I got out of the taxi and paid the driver, I just stood there, admiring my house. I had less than twenty four hours to find somewhere else to live and it broke my heart. I grew up in this house and had so many memories, both good and bad. I took my first steps here, I played and spent time with my mother here and now it was as if everything was being taken away from me. I knew i had to leave the only home I have ever known, but it did not make it any easier and I felt sad about it.

I entered my house and was surprised to see my dad and Lucy sitting at the dining table, but Ryan was not with them, then again it was pretty late so he was probably already in bed. There was plenty of food in front of them, but neither of them were eating and I am pretty sure they were not waiting for me to start eating.

They were both acting really strange, my dad looked really nervous and Lucy was looking at him as if she was encouraging him to talk. It felt like he wanted to say something to me, but he was not saying anything, neither of them were. I decided just to leave them to whatever it was they were doing and go to my room, I knew what they wanted to say, but I have had enough drama for tonight without having to deal with theirs as well. I started to walk to the stairs and go to my room when suddenly I was stopped.

“Sara!” My dad called me, making me stop in my tracks and look back at them.

“Listen, I know what you are going to ask me and do not worry, I will be out of this house by tomorrow night.” I said and carried on walking up the stairs. I got in my room and closed the door behind me, not bothering to look back.

I was his daughter and I had come home later than normal, but instead of asking me if I was hungry, what happened to me, why I was so late or even if I was alright, he decided to ask me when I was leaving and the sad part is that it was not new to me. He must be over the moon to know that I will be gone tomorrow and that he can have this house all to himself and his new family.

Lucy’s P.O.V

“Why did not you say anything to her?” I asked my husband, gritting my teeth and although i was angry with him my words came out slow and forced.

“I need some time. I have to think about it and then I will be able to talk to her about it.” My husband replied, almost whispering so that Sara would not hear him.

“How much more time do you need? Did not you hear what she said? she is going to leave the house by tomorrow night,” I said, my voice slightly shaking with fear about what Sara said.

“Did not you see that I just tried to talk to her, but she has already told me that she will leave the house and did not listen to me. What more can I say? You have taunted her day and night about leaving home, so how am I supposed to tell her that she does not have to leave now? Why would she listen to me after everything we have said to her?” My husband replied. I was so angry that I slammed my hand down on the table and glared at him.

“I do not know what you are going to do, but remember you promised me two days ago that you could deal with this problem. You said that you were going to use her and get us out of this trouble, but if she leaves like this then our lives will be ruined and I will not let this happen. You do everything you have to in order to persuade her to obey you, otherwise you know what kind of trouble will land on your head.” I said, making him fully aware of his current circumstances and warning him of the future danger.

I stood up from the table and left to go to my room, Ryan was sound asleep and I was trying to be really quiet while looking for what I was after, but it was really hard with how angry I was. I pulled out the piece of paper I was looking for and went back out to the dining room, where I saw my husband holding his head in his hands, which showed that we were set to die. I walked over to him and slammed the piece of paper down on the table in front of him. He looked up and saw how angry I was.

“LOOK CAREFULLY!” I shouted and he looked down at the piece of paper.

“After seeing this you should know how many hours you have left to live and what trouble you have put us all in. now you should know that your daughter can not leave this house even if she wants to!” I said, my husband looked at the slip and I could see that he was going mad with anger. I knew he wanted nothing more than to tear the piece of paper up, but at the same time he knew he could not and my words were only adding to his anger because he knew I was right.

“I know i wanted her to leave the house, but now after your scandal we are all going to die in a few hours. You have no choice, VICTOR!!” I said to him. He stood up from his chair and he looked both angry and panicked at the same time.

“What do you want from me? You know that Sara will never agree to this matter. I thought that I could handle this, but I can not and things have gotten out of control. Now you tell me what to do, she is too stubborn, just like her mother,” Victor asked me and I smiled, knowing exactly what he needed to do.

“You are her father, I know that she loves you very much and she will never refuse you. You just need to do some acting and show her your fatherly love.” I replied and looked out of the window.

“And what if she does not listen to me?” Victor asked me and I pulled him over to the window.

“Take a look outside, they are keeping an eye on use and if you fail then we are all dead. No matter what, make her stay, at least for a few hours until he comes to take her. After that we do not need to know her, he will take her, and we can forget that you ever had a daughter. She is not your daughter anymore, she belongs to someone else, and she is someone else's property.” I replied and looked towards Sara’s room.

“If she still doesn't agree, then force her.” I said, looking back at my husband with an evil smile on my face.