Chapter 7: Absolutely Off It
Confusion engulfed my brain as i felt his lips invade mine. My hands reached out to his chest to push him away but with all due strength, he was remarkably way stronger than me. His grip around my waist became stronger and his lips moved aggressively against mine.
What the hell was this man doing? How preposterous of him?
I grunted inbetween my silent lips hoping for him to stop immediately. Out of the blue he flipped me so that i was now laying on the floor and he was now hovering on top of me. He released my lips but his grip still firm. My eyes lit wide open in tremendous shock hoping that my hatred would be sent straight to him in heated light waves.
"W..ww..what the hell..." Before my stuttering words could end, another smooch came before me. I couldn't get even more flabbergasted.
"W..w..will you just sto-...!" An even longer kiss raided my lips again.
"Now are you going to keep talking or do you not want these kisses to end." His voice a little bit hoarse but absolutely firm.
"What do you think you are doing you old crazy nymphoman-..." I honestly should have learnt my lesson the first time. This time he kissed me like he wasn't planning to end it any time sooner. His grip on my waist pulled me so close to him that i was starting to feel his defined hard abs on his torso. He started nibbling on my lips and i groaned in an uncomfortable state. I couldn't even cry. Now i was honestly just pissed.
He finally let go and all i could do was stay still and silent apart from the hefty breathing that came from both parties. That lavender smell again, i just came to realise. My eyes travelled towards his eyes, trying to read his mind if possible. Suddenly an irritating smile plastered his face as his eyes filled with dire accomplishment.
"Thats what i thought" he sniggered cheekily.
He groaned in pain as he lifted me up. And for some reason i didn't even try to struggle. Something in me just felt too guilty. He managed to open the door with much struggle and dropped me on the couch to go and lock the door with a slight limp on his right leg. In a moment i saw him take out a necklace that was hidden underneath his shirt. A ring seemed to be hooked on the necklace. He hooked the key aswell and hid it underneath his shirt once again.
My face averted as he looked at me from afar I pretended not to have seen anything. Not only did my silence surprise him, it surprised me too. He started limping in pain all of a sudden as if he was pretending to be strong when he lifted me a while ago. I caused that to happen to him. It was quite weird of me to be feeling guilty. After all he is the guy that is currently kidnapping me.
His limp began to grow serious as he tried to walk to the kitchen.
"Would you like some dinner?" He asked. If it wasn't a sarcastic question then what a weird thing to say in this situation. It was almost as if he had some bipolar disorder.
Before I could answer he dropped with a painful groan. Me with my unnecessary reflexes ran straight towards him. He was huffing in painful breaths as his eyes squinted in utter grief whilst holding his leg. My hands reached out towards his arm to help him.
"Oh my God... are you okay? Do you need help?" I asked actually concerned. I constantly kept forgetting that he most likely deserved this pain.
He flung his arm away from me in anger. I was so flabbergasted that my mouth actually dropped open
"Do you even have a right to speak after what you've done?" He looked at me with eyes filled with murderous intent. How the hell was he playing the victim.
"After what I've done?" I asked because I really couldn't believe what I was hearing. I thought i misunderstood.
"Seriously... 'After what I've done'. May I remind you that it is I that got taken away from my family. It is I that got threatened by a hammer. It is I that got molested and nearly fucking raped by you. If its anyone that doesn't deserve to speak it should be you. No one else but you!!" It wasn't that I didn't want to cry after everything his done to me. I was just too angry and i wanted to show him that I wasn't afraid of him. Maybe, Just maybe, he might stop bothering me.
I was honestly waiting and preparing for a slash back but I got intense silence instead that engulfed the stiff atmosphere. The sweat vigorously expelled from my forehead, obviously contradicting that I wasn't scared of him. Suddenly the sound of his phone ringing broke the deadly silence.
Hearing that, I thought it was my chance to get away from him, but his grip put me to a complete halt. He casually answered the phone as if my struggles were meaningless.
"What is it"
"Sherman i'm sorry i had to leave all of a sudden, something came up. I will be back tomorrow but i will be a little late." The voice on the phone answered
"i'm pretty sure there is no reason for you to call so you could say that to me. I am positive you are very much aware that i know when and why you left the house, so cut to the chase and tell me what you want" At first I thought it was Mother Lu speaking but with how rudely he was speaking, there was no way that it was her.
"Son, i know you must be upset, but we need to make sure that the girl is calm and comfortable. Dont you think the sweet girl has already gone through enough. After all, she is now your wife, you should be caring for her and not scaring her." My jaw dropped when I realised it was actually her. It was probably because he held me so close to him that I could vaguely hear the speaker from his phone
"Well guess what, Mrs Lu... That sweet and wonderful daughter in-law of yours nearly ended the life of the one and only son you have left." He looked towards me clearly notifying me that he said that for me to hear. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at his immaturity.
"Congratulations to you that gave her keys and asked her to lock herself inside a room to avoid me. Oh and did i forget that you should've locked the door before you left.. Thanks to that I might be losing a leg" His sarcastic tone was an irritating parasite in my ears. How I wished I could slap him for speaking to his mum like that
"What?... I thought... She told me-..."
"And you actually believed that i was in the bathroom" He scoffed and giggled. anyone would know that he was making fun of Mother Lu. "Who would've known that the CEO of XUHAN corp* would be fooled by a 19 year old girl. You have anything else to say?" Apart from his tone of speech, the words he spoke were too fishy. How did he know all of that. Maybe he had some device connected all over the house that tells him everything that happens
"Sherman, Speaking of the company, you must have heard me telling Elayne that i'll be coming to pick you two up" Mother Lu's tone also suddenly changed like she was about to give out some bad news
"What about it?"
"You are coming to live with me for the time being. I want you to start going to the company as the CEO.. It has been too long and its time for you to take over" His grip on my arm began to tighten. If my eyes were not fooling me it looked like he was shaking out of fear.
"Mum, everyone knows your face to be the CEO but you and i both know that It was me that was doing all the work a CEO should do.. I am already doing all the work, I dont understand what exactly you want me to do"
"Exactly. You are the CEO but only under my shadow. I need you to face the world and come out from the dark that you've been hiding in all these years. Stop punishing yourself and own up to the amazing work you've been doing-.."
"Why now when everything is perfect the way it already is? I'll continue doing the work at home whilst you continue going to the company as the CEO so I'm gonna have to take a pass on that. NO THANK YOU.." It looked like he was trying to hide it but he was shaking too much and looking up, his eyes began to water
"Sherman I'm not really asking for a favour. I have said what i have had to say, i'm picking you up tomorrow. Make sure t-....." He hung up before Mother Lu could finish and dashed the phone across the other side of the room.
I screamed as the phone hit the vase that based on the side table next to the couch. Both the vase and the phone shattered with a shrieking clatter. My adrenaline was now at its optimum. It was like something triggered the devil out of him. He got up drastically letting go of me and punched the wall with a grunt as he limped past it.
The next vase that was right in front of him was picked up and thrown to the floor with the same shrieking clatter. I held my ears and screamed out of fear. Whatever was going on could be the reason to my death because of his anger. He kept on walking untill he found the next item. A fruit bowl. Same thing happened but this time he roared as he dashed the bowl. Whimpers suddenly escaped from him. It was quite definite that he was crying . He dropped to the floor on his knees and began continuously punching the wall next to him.
As i slowly released the grip from my ears, I could slowly notice details that were vibrant the whole time. He had blood gushing from under his feet. He must have stepped on the broken ceramic vases that he shattered on the floor. His knuckles began bleeding aswell. He left splatter marks of blood as he punched the wall. What was even more confusingly noticeable was the sorrow from his tears. Something about him was totally off. Why did he seem like a person that bared the weight of a thousand scars. It was a feeling i was really familiar with. He didnt seem like a person that would have anything that would bother him. Instead I thought he was one to bother people.
His silent tears lured me to take pity on him. Whatever it was, It must be really painful to bare. I walked towards him and stopped his next punch by holding his wrist.
"Stop it all ready. You're hurting yourself even more by doing this" I said to him in a gentle tone. His heavily tearful eyes lifted towards me slowly as if he couldn't believe i was there, stopping him from hurting himself. Realisation ended when he drooped his head on the wall in surrender. His punches ended but his tears continued. My heart felt suffocated, it was as if i could feel exactly what he was feeling through his weeps. I dont know what came over me but i knelt down beside him and lifted his face so that he was facing me.
I wiped the tears that rolled down from his deep red eyes. "Whatever it maybe, I have been through pain before too. Trust me when i say the best thing is to let it all out. Holding it in is going to rip your heart to pieces." His eyes didn't seem to believe his current situation, but trust me when i say i couldnt believe i was doing this either.
In a sudden, He grabbed me in a tight hug. At first i was shocked and scared, but when he began to bawl his eyes out it was a different story. I couldn't help but hug him back. At that moment I dont know what was going on with me but all i wanted to do was comfort him.
He stopped crying for a while so I helped him to lay down on the couch. There were bloody footprints from the trails he left behind. I asked him to sit still so i could get the medicine box. When i reached upstairs, I cursed myself for not asking him where the medicine box was. I went to his room and looked in his drawers and on his desk. Then my eyes spotted a box on top of his wardrobe. I grabbed his chair and stood on it to reach it. After all the struggle i managed to bring it down.
When i opened it curiosity began taking over. The first thing i set my eyes on was the metal lighter that had an imprint on it. The more i looked at it, the imprint looked like a lavender bush. i lifted it to inspect it. Something about it was just unique. I put it on the floor as the next item grabbed my attention. A small art book. I opened it and beautiful art pieces of flowers lured me. Page after page the flowers became more enchanting untill the last art piece made me halt. It was of a girl. A beautiful girl in an abstract theme, surrounded by lavender. This made me think about it even more. On every page i went through there was a lavender bush in the art piece. The lighter had a laveder imprint. Even Sherman smells like lavender and now the art piece of this particular girl. What was it about lavender that was so stuck around him.
My thoughts ended when i couldn't find an answer. As i was about to put the things back, I saw a picture. I took it out to take a closer look and i could see two boys in it. They looked soo happy and joyous as one hugged the other from behind. One looked like he was around the age of 10 and the other maybe 16 or 17. One thing about the photo that didnt seem too happy and harmonious was the fact that it was clearly torn. Another part of the photo was clearly missing. Looking at the linkage the older boy was holding someones hand. That someone was what was missing in the photo. I wondered what the story was behind all of these items. I put all the things back where they were when i didn't find what i came to look for in the first place. Medicine box.
I finally found it in the small store in the corridor. I started rushing down the stairs with the box thinking about how long i must've taken. But what brought me to a stop was Sherman speaking. It sounded like a conversation. Maybe he was on the phone. I proceeded on going down the stairs again when i remembered how he broke his phone a couple of minutes ago. Something wasn't right. I walked down slowly and took a peek. He was still laying on the couch but staring into space.
"I can't take over the company, no matter what..."
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"It doesnt matter what you say Noah, i'm not taking over the company its yours not mine..."
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"after what i've done to you, I dont dare claim your property to be mine."
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"I need you to stop speaking to me. I've already done what you've asked. I'm not doing this aswell"
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".... They have forgotten but i haven't"
I held my mouth when i realised i was about to gasp in shock. There was clearly no one in the house. Clearly nothing like earphones or earpods in his ears. Clearly no one there to speak to. SO Who the hell was he speaking to?
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