DARK SIXTY EIGHT: RECALLING THE HISTORY
Third person's POV:
"L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.
His eyes widened in terror, as he felt a metallic thing around his left ankle. A wave of pain once again flowed in his stomach, as he felt his throat drying, desperately yearning for water. He then stopped moving when he remembered the last thing happened before he woke up there. His eyes were blurry and a man he assumed Luca started touching his body.
"O-oh my God, n-no..." He gasps and clasps his hand in his mouth, as he tries to stifle his cries. He feels like throwing up, but there
DARK SIXTY NINE: RECALLING THE PAST IIBlake's POV:I hiss when I feel a sting on my back, but I shrug it and continue to walk. When I reached the living room, I saw Koniee. I feel a smile tug in my lips, as I hurry my feet towards the couch where Koniee is sitting. When it's only inches away from the couch, I jumped before I landed on Koniee, making him groan. I chuckle and kiss his cheeks."You smell good, Koniee! Look, I saw a phone inside my pocket. But I don't know whose phone is this." I say and continue to hug him, I know he misses me so much, that's why he doesn't make me go away. He would always brush me whenever I'd be hugging him, but now he doesn't!"Isn't that the phone Lenan bought you?" Koniee asks, as I let go of him to look at the phone he says Lenan bought me. I raised my brows in confusion."Why would Lele buy me this phone, Koniee? This is
DARK SEVENTY: RECALLING THE HISTORY IIIBlake's POV:Bundles of warm breath, touching against just below my ear made me flinched a little as I forced my eyes to open. I carefully turned my back to see the giant, still sleeping oh so peacefully. It's pretty hard to move because of his muscular arms on my waist, and I urged myself not to chuckle at the sight of his half-opened mouth as drools drop off his lips. I peeked at the wall clock to see it's 7:25 in the morning as I let out a yawn. I carefully lift his arms off my waist cause as much as I want to sleep, I can't because we need to eat. Good morning, Blake. Time to get up now."Where are you going, baby?" Deep voice filled my ears, making me jump involuntarily."Um, to the bathroom? I need to brush my teeth. Go back to sleep." I said while untangling his arms off my waist."I wanna
DARK SEVENTY ONE: RECALLING THE HISTORY IV"Hungry? It might take a few minutes to serve, why don't you get some milk?" He said while looking at the pan, making me nod.It's getting weird now. He always has his phone with him, so there's no reason not to pick up a call. He didn't even say a word about going out, or somewhere. Did something happen to them—No, there's no way. I just need to calm right now, it's not helping. Maybe, he's just busy. Yeah, they are just busy with something. Don't think like that, they're all fine. I sighed while opening the fridge as I grabbed the carton of milk before walking back to the dining room. My head tilts in confusion when I see Luca serving the table as he looks at me with a grin."You okay, Blake? What's with that long face? Come here, Baby." He grumbles while pulling the seat and I feel heat crept up on my face. I'm still not used to him,