KHLOEHer heart wouldn't stop beating, and as it did it came in soft fickle beats . She almost had a panic attack seeing Melvin last night. He was the last person she expected to see at the time of the night, but she wouldn't have guessed she would see him again twice that same early hours of the morning. This time walking toward his room with a maid and locking the door behind themselves.She tried to push the picture of their romping out of her mind as she went on with her personal tasks, but in a way she couldn't as she kept on hearing the sound of their moans at the back of her headThe curtains were closed in a way that kept light away from the room, but the room was well lighted up anyways so I didn't care as I glanced as alump showed beneath the tangle of blankets on my roommates bed.For a minute I felt a bit jealous staring at her smallish figure in size, and glaring at myself in the mirror . It felt weird to me that Melvin would want to fuck her and maybe not me, It was a w

KHLOEHer heartbeat became a fickle thing. Something figuratively changeable. She could see it change over the next few minutes that followed Melvin's cuss words and swears .He appeared to be very angry at the fact that the figurine had been broken, he appeared to be broken.He set it on the bed like a child whose toy got broken and tried joining the pieces together . He soon gave up when he saw how abortive it was and the next sound that filled the room and broke the silence wasn't the sounds of words but instead the chattering sound of something breaking."I would find whatever maid did this and get her help ." He sounded angry as he sat his ass down on his bed.His mother looked shocked and looked at the figurine that was lying across the room." MEL! You really need to learn how to handle things.""That cost a fortune mother and someone broke it." Melvin said, still looking agitated."Well just calm down, I would pay for another one since I asked whoever it was to bring your food

MELVINMelvin heard the loud noise from the other side of the room and turned his face to look in surprise. He was shocked and shot to feet immediately his eyes came in contact with Khloe eyeballs to eyeballs. Beating heart to beating heart.The thought that she had been there the whole time when he had been talking to his mother drove him to a point of madness he had never been in. He was certain she heard everything he had been talking about and it made him angry seeing it was her.Khloe sat fixed on the ground unable to move, anxiety and fear rattled through her nerves as she was confused on what to do or rather how to move away from where she was . How would she explain this , how would she explain the fact that she had been inside his closet for the past hours.There was no lie or way around it; she had to dance to the music of Melvin Rage and she knew it was going to be very loud music."What the hell are you doing here?" Melvin barked out at her.She fluttered her eyes, unable

KHLOEShe ran out of the room with tears in her eyes. Melvin's harsh words had really pierced her heart,but what could she do?.This is what fate had given her. She had to face it,whether she liked it or not.Down the staircase,Khloe heard Susan laugh and decided to go into Claire's room.She knocked on the door and opened it a little."Can I come in?""Oh! Khloe! Come in.""Hi Claire""Khloe,are you okay? You look distressed and sort of disturbed. Have you been crying?""No, no. I'm perfectly okay!""My GoodnessKhloe there's a blood stain on your sleeve!""Uhm…it's nothing. I annoyed Master Melvin,so he held a knife at me." Khloe said with tears threatening to fall from her eyes."Oh dear. I'm so sorry"I honestly do not know what I've ever done to Melvin. He's always harsh and uncouth to me.Claire,is there something I'm doing wrong?At this point, Khloe's voice was already breaking."Khloe you need to calm down""How can I be calm!? All of us know that circumstances brought me here

KHLOEShe couldn't be more impressed by Susan's artistic prowess.She had seen her painting many times while she was still in the dungeon but this felt different and surreal.For some reasons she would say she was motivated by her, the way Susan lived her life carefree and poured her thoughts into art.She had said it on several occasions that she saw herself in Susan, but Susan had proven over and over that she was her own person . Someone with huge potential and in a way Khloe wanted that for herself tooSome pressure drifted away like a bird on her shoulder. It was as though her artwork was made right for her. It felt everything from relieving to overwhelming.It was surprising however that she painted her in a kind of closet without being there.A gaze at the picture did so much to her as it flickered deep in her mind, emanating so muchintimidating power.This was so much different from any she had seen or come across, it felt as though she was holding onto a fragment of someo