Chapitre 33: WAS HE BACK??

Amelia got dressed and wore a huge black hoodie that covered her face well enough only exposing her shiny red hair.

She looked at herself in the mirror before nodding at her look then took a pair of green sneakers by the bedside and wore it, after wearing the sneakers she went back to the mirror to see how she looked.

The hoodie she wore was paired with a light blue jeans then the sneakers, Amelia adjusted the hoodie top one more time and nodded at the mirror.

"I wonder what he would have said if he was here." Amelia said looking at her reflection in the mirror with a subtle gaze in her eyes.

"Quit, Amelia you are doing this again, he is barely gone for a day and you are thinking about, the same man that took advantage of you." Amelia yelled at her reflection before slapping her cheeks as if trying to wake herself up from a day dream or sleep.

Not wanting to think about Damon any further, Amelia grabbed her bag and headed out.

On her way out, Amelia tried to open the door severally but it was tightly shut.

"That bastard." Amelia muttered under her breath realizing that the door has been locked, she looked around too see if there was a spare key laying around so she could use it to unlock the door, but unluckily for her she found none.

Amelia wanted to curse at him but she could not really blame him because she had the intention of escaping from him but who wouldn't after what he did.

"There is got to be another way out of this house I must miss this opportunity." Amelia murmured abandoning the door and started looking for another way she could use to exit that house.

Amelia headed back to the bedroom in a hurry remembering that there was a balcony there, that was her way of exit now and she was going to use it.

Looking down, Amelia saw that the height from the balcony down to the ground was a bit distant causing her to hiss in anger.

Muttering curses under her breath as she may be delayed with all this shit that was caused by that so called devil.

'He was indeed a mischief maker' Amelia thought puffing her cheeks in anger.

She went to the laundry basket and removed all the bedsheets, also removing the one on the bed.

Amelia hurriedly tied the bedsheets together in a hurry but blushed on seeing one of the bedsheets that was stained with blood reminding her of what that blood sucker did.

"Don't get swooned by that devil, remember what he did to you alright." Amelia decided to give herself a little pep talk as she felt her heart wavering when it comes to Damon and she seemed to have gained positive opinions about him, thinking of this even she herself could not believe it.

After Amelia was done with tying the ends of the bedsheets, she threw it from the balcony down, she really hoped it walked as she had only seen it in movies and films, given her desperate situation currently she had to try it.

Amelia took in three deep breaths looking at the tied bedsheets, she really hoped this worked.

Slowly, Amelia went down going as careful she could praying in her heart that she would reach the ground without any harm.

When Amelia had gotten a little bit far away from the balcony, the bed sheet that was tied directly to the railings there loosed, making Amelia draw a little bit.

She looked up in fear as she saw loosened bed sheet, out of instinct, Amelia looked down to see that she was still quite far from the ground, seeing the situation as that she could only go down and not up and also she could not stay in the same place as it would result to a heavy fall, Amelia started rushing downwards as quickly as possible but she could not still make it.

The bed sheet had completely loosened causing it to start falling to the ground with Amelia on it.

Amelia suddenly had that nostalgic feeling again of when she was about to die in her past life.

The feeling of you hearing and feeling anything but not able to do anything about it but close your eyes in distress and hoped you survive.

Amelia eyes widened as she soon realized that it seemed this was going to be her end, the second time she was going to die.

It was as if time slowed down as Amelia fell, 'Was he going to bring her back this time around or not' Amelia wondered thinking of that time in that dark place that a man proposed a deal to be his bride and help her get her revenge.

At that time she was muddled by her child's death and accepted the deal in order to get her revenge not knowing what she was putting herself into.

And now? Now she was going to die without even getting her revenge, it was pathetic and lame, the reason she took such a big risk to accept being the devil's bride was the reason she was going to die in another life, quite ironic is it not.

Where was he now? Was he okay? Did he win the battle at last? Or was he dead already? All these thoughts ran through Amelia's mind, now all she wished was to see him one last time even if it is just a glimpse of him it would be enough and let her die peacefully and without any regrets as it represents to her that she had lived up to her part as being his bride and with the fact he had laid with her already makes it a done deal, she did not owe anyone is this life but really wished she got her revenge.

Amelia felt her body land on a hard surface but was surprised as it did not feel anything like the concrete compound floor but instead it felt like a man's chest.

Was he back??