LYRA POV.
"It will sting," The elderly man dressed in light yellow shirt said. I don't think I feel any pain now. He was treating the wound on my leg. I do realise the forest was dangerous but I have to accept it was peaceful.He injected the injection in the wounded area and I guess due to the injection I couldn't feel the pain, because after the injection he started cutting my skin.I should be proud of myself. I walked fearlessly around the forest barefoot. I wasn't educated so basically I was dumb."There you go young lady.. Don't move around" He said and winked at me. I stared at him blankly trying to understand what I'm supposed to reply in a situation like this."Show me your arm" He said and I recklessly gave him my arms. He got up from his place and came beside me. He opened a bottle then dipped it with a ball of cotton and then dabbed the area which was injured.After he was done he informed me about my health. My health was pretty messed up. Even if I tried getting back to normal I knew it was just too late. Even If I die tomorrow I'll not be surprised.One of the scariest things is knowing the time of your death. I smiled at him. This was the only thing I could give him right now. He smiled back and arranged his belongings and left the room. I was once again in that place where I started.I was just so tired of this Loop. I laid down on the bed. I don't think I will get any sleep tonight. There was a soft knock on the door and instantly closed my eyes.I heard the door opening and someone entered the room. I pretended to fall asleep. I should get familiar with these things.Whoever that stranger was, he came near the bed and kept his hands on my forehead. After he was done with whatever he was doing he walked away.As soon I felt he was out of the room I opened my eyes and checked he was gone. Sighing out loud I thought about going to the washroom but before I could go.He entered again and I returned to pretend again like I was sleeping. He came near my bed and this time he covered me with a blanket.I wanted to open my eyes and check who he was but he didn't leave the room this time and I pretended to sleep. After sometime he placed a pillow below my wounded leg and I didn't think I could hold back so I opened my eyes to see.I opened my eyes a little and saw him. He was the house owner who brought me back from the forest. His behaviour was really difficult for me to understand. He is like a door you don't know what's on the other side of it.Why can't people be honest about things? If people are kind, why can't they say it? Their actions say they are good people while their words hurt like an injection.He rushed towards my sides and removed his handkerchief and started wiping the tears I was shedding while sleeping. It was worse to cry in front of people you didn't know.I already knew my life was never my own but at least before I knew I was just a tool in others life but now I don't what I'm.I was crying with my eyes closed and still was embarrassed. How I would have survived when I was facing him. He didn't leave my side. He was wiping my tears and this was making me cry even harder."Please stop crying. You will not gain anything out of this" He said. Give me one reason not to punch this man. Who else knows this better than me that it was just a waste of time. My tears were never in control of me.He stopped wiping my tears and I felt him walk away from my side. He was going out of the room. I abruptly opened my eyes to find him smiling at me. He was standing near the door. His bright smile was too much comfort for me."Do you want to go outside?" He asked mischievously and I nodded my head foolishly. I removed the duvet and was searching for my slippers when I realised I had lost them in the forest.I started crying again. He came to my side and I lifted my eyes and cried looking at his face."I can't go," I said in Between my cries. He smiled again and caressed my cheeks."Why?" He asked, his eyes fixed on me."I lost my slippers in the forest" I told him very seriously. I was expecting an angry reply but he didn't show any of those emotions."Will buy a new one. As for now I'll help you" He said laughing and picked me up in his arms."I don't want people to see me," I said slowly, resting my head on his shoulder."I promise no one will see you" He said and I believed him. He started walking and I didn't even try to protest. We were out of the room and to my surprise the Guards who always stood near the door were not present.He started taking the stairs and none of them were present there either. I buried my head on his shoulder so even if someone saw me I don't have to see their face.Slowly we reached the main hall and unbelievably none of them were seen outside. It was peaceful. He started walking towards the swing and my sprite brightened. The swing was twinkling with lights.Near the Swing a small table was kept on which there were different fruits and chocolates. One big sofa was there and the tree was decorated with lights.We walked upto the swing and I wiggled to move towards the swing. He understood me because he started moving towards the Swing too. He placed me in the swing and I sat there peacefully.We both didn't say a word, he stood beside me holding the ropes of Swing."Do you want to play a game?" He asked politely. The word game really intrigued me."I'm injured, " I said looking at my bandaged leg. He bent down near my side. I could smell his cologne, a wild smell of fresh woods."I have a game which you can play while sitting." I said and my face cheered up. I was curious about the game."Ok" I replied softly."The game is called 10 Questions. I'll ask a question about you and you will give an answer and then you will ask a question about me and I have to answer you" He said explaining the rules of the game. After hearing about the game I was not entirely happy about it but needed to know certain things."I'll ask first." I said."Go ahead" He answered unbothered."What language do you speak among yourselves?" I asked him. I really wanted to know this. He started laughing when he heard my question."Whaat" I snapped at him sharply. Is my question joke to him."Lyra, please don't get angry. It's just that I thought you would ask me a serious question" He said mocking me."This is a serious question" I told him angrily."It's Russian" He replied without any delay. I mouthed my an O to his answer. Russian or whatever I didn't even knew this language existed."What's your Father's name?" He asked. My mouth froze I became mute in front of him. I didn't have a father that was something I could tell someone. But how can I explain someone that I don't even know his name.Flashback startsPeople laugh at you. Your a bastard child. Your father didn't wanted to tell you his name. He hated you. You are nothing but a trash in someone's life. You will never be happy.Flashback Ends"I…. Don't know his name" I said my voice breaking in shame. I didn't knew my own Father's name. Maybe this was the reason they left me. I was uselese to him, a trouble maker probably.He shook my shoulder."Lyra, Hello" He said snapping his fingers in front of my face. His eyes were waiting for answer which I didn't have."I…" I wanted to tell him but I knew I was not ready for this. It was difficult to explain someone about your unwanted shelf."Lyra, you shouldn't let the ropes which tied you to pull you down. Gather up to use those ropes to climb higher" He told me confidently. He was cheering me up. He was telling me to stand strong. He was helping me.He is a good person. I was happy to finally got one good person near me.LYRA POV "Are you a Good Person? " I asked him. My eyes were moist by now. He cupped my face. My face felt small in his large hands and he looked at me instantly. "I'm not a Good Person Lyra, Но я клянусь Богом, я стану дьяволом, если кто-нибудь попытается причинить тебе вред.(But I swear to God I'll become a devil if anyone ever tries to harm you)" I pouted at him. He again started speaking Russian or whatever language is called. "You are speaking weird" I said. "You are so innocent Lyra" He said and I looked at him. His deep voice was making me weak. I could feel my body shiver. His words repeated inside my head. I was innocent what??"I'm not" I replied breathless. "Your innocence is addictive to me, Lyra" He said and I gulped my Saliva. His voice was so seductive. "You're… speaking" He put his finger on my lips and I swear my body was reacting weirdly I could feel my inside dangling. He picked me up from the swing and sat on the sofa near the tree. Placing me on his lap I r
LYRA POVMarco and the other maid helped me inside the room. Compared to yesterday I was feeling much better. The pain on my leg was gone too. "I can do it myself" I said to the maid. She nodded her head and went inside the washroom. I heard her open the tap she must be cleaning. Marco was still inside. It was weird how comfortable I was feeling with them. I wanted to remove the bandage. It looked dirty and I wasn't feeling the pain. I removed the clips which were holding the bandage and slowly started to unroll the bandage from my leg.Marco's hand stopped me from doing it. "Stop doing things on your own" He said and I looked at him. He looked angry. "Leave" I said to him straightly. He removed the bandage and threw it in the dustbin. He came near and showed me his wicked smile. "Remember you are nothing" He said rudely. I was taken back by his words but still refined myself from crying. Why was he acting like that? It's always been hard to understand those People who are crazy.
LYRA POV. I was standing at the door when I heard a knock on the door. I took my time and after a few seconds opened the door. It was the same maid who came earlier. She was standing on the doorstep holding a tray in her hands. I smiled at her and noticed the two men whose conversation I've heard. They gave me not so pleasing looks and I chose to ignore them. Growing up with myself has always taught me to always save energy for the biggest problem. Wasting my time on them now will give nothing. I told her to enter inside. She placed the tray on the table and then she carefully arranged the food on the plate. After she was done she served me. "Hey, can I ask you something?" I asked her politely. She looked petrified hearing my question. I didn't even ask her the question yet. Her reaction made me think again whether I should ask her or not. "How long have you been working here?" I asked. She frowned at my question. "15 yrs" She replied in a low tone. I smiled at her in understan
LYRA POVI removed the coat he was wearing and saw his chest fully covered with blood. I unbuttoned his shirt and found a bullet on his right side. It was difficult to remove the bullet because the bullet was not a regular one, it was oval shaped. "Go save yourself Ly…ra" He was barely audible. I could feel his pain and I made up my mind to not leave him there. "I'm not leaving you here sir" I said to him. I found the bullet and touched the area the bullet had hit. This was not going to be easy. I looked back at the table and saw Loren picking up that woman. She must have fainted due to shock. I knew about this because this same thing has happened to me. I ran up to the table and the huge Chandeliers were all over the table. All the fruits on the table were scattered around and I found what I was looking for. I picked up the knife which was laying on the ground and saw a butter cutting knife in the corner of the room.I ran up to the man. I can do this, I said to myself. He would
LYRA POV. Loren kept me behind him. We were sticking to the walls and after a few seconds we heard the sound of a third bullet."All clear" Stepheno said. I could hear all of them now. Loren gave me a different Bluetooth and I put it in my ears. We took the right path as directed by Marco. Successfully we made it out of the mansion. Marco was out preparing the car. I saw the same lady waiting impatiently for us. She somehow looked like Stepheno to me. She must be waiting for his son. She was relieved to see Stepheno. I could see the tension going out seeing Stepheno safe. Her eyes were searching for everyone and as soon as she looked at me I turned my eyes away from her. If she finds out her son was inside for a longer time because of me then she would definitely start hating me. "Let's get out of here fast" Loren said and all nodded their heads. I was going with Loren when he stopped me. "N, take Lyra with you" Loren said to someone and I was taken back with his words. I am no
LYRA POV. Marco extended his hands for me to hold but I denied him. I tried getting up on my own. I put both my hands on the road and tried to pull me upward. I got my balance and was about to get up when I landed flat on my butt on the ground. My legs were not responding. I tried to pinch my legs and didn't feel any pain. Seeing me struggle Marco offered his hands again. Denying him again I tried to get up once again. "Why are you stubborn?" He was clearly annoyed by my behaviour. "I can't feel anything in my legs," I told him. Hearing me he sighed in despair and came to the side and picked me up. He then started going towards the car. "Pull the door" He said and I looked at him confused."Pull the door of the car" He repeated again like I didn't hear him the first time. "Loren, never asked me to pull doors," I said to him. Hearing me he started glaring at me. "I'll drop you" He said threatening me. "You didn't come on your own!" I said to him, His face became rigid hearing
LYRA POV. It's been three days now and I haven't left Lorens side. I would stay inside the room all the time. At night I would sleep on the couch and in the morning take care of him. Stepheno arranged a couch for me and I was so grateful to him. Marco would come and stand on the door and look at Loren for a few seconds and go away. Like Marco there were many others who would come and take a look at Loren. They truly loved their leader.That lady who I saw earlier was Stepheno's mother. She is called the second Madam because of the order. Loren's mother is called the First lady. Her name is Ellen. She was very kind to me and I was returning the same kindness. I asked her about the time in Mansion when she was screaming that I was alive. Ellen said she mistook me for someone else and the topic dropped there. In three days I have learnt a lot about them. Loren's full name is Lorenzo Rothschild and Ellen was shocked to hear me call him in short name."Lyra, your lunch is here" Ellen
LYRA POV. Ellen left the room and like every time I cried. I cleaned the room while crying. The build up emotion inside me wanted to come out. I walked up to him. Putting my head on his bed I started crying loudly. "Please wake up. I need to here" I cried, repeating the same line again and again. After I was done crying it was already late. I didn't expect Ellen to call me for dinner. She was angry with me and apart from her I knew nobody else would call me. I decided to sleep and I slept in the same position. My head on his bed. It was the fifth day today. I looked at Lorenzo and he looked a little different today. I mean he was still in vegetative state but his body didn't look like he was sick. I wanted to wash up but before that I thought about changing his bandage. I walked up to the drawers. This drawer was below his bed. Down on his bed there was a compartment like thing and all the accessories related to him were kept here.I removed the cotton, a steriliser with which