Escaping The Mafia King

The next day rolled around and Hope found herself bedridden, unable to move with a harsh cough gripping her chest and nasty fever burning her whole body. There was obviously no option of going to the college since she had caught the flu for walking too long under the sun and because of the fatigue it had caused.

She remembered that at night her phone had kept ringing with calls and messages but without looking at the screen she had turned off the phone and avoided everything that bounded her to the outer world. Her mood was ruined so badly and she did not think she could talk to anybody without snapping in anger.

She had had dinner with her parents and then after coming back to the room, she had fallen asleep like the dead. Her feet had burn marks and cuts from the sandals that she had successfully hidden from her parents by wearing long trousers.

But as the morning sunshine hit the window she realized that she was sick to death. Bile kept rising her throat, making her run to the bathroom every ten minutes.

When she did not go down to have breakfast, her mom came up to check on her and immediately got worried after seeing her red face, runny nose and baggy eyes. She immediately rushed down to get medicine and some soup for Hope while Hope went back to the bed to hide under her duvet and avoid the sunlight.

As her mom came back, she made Hope take the medicine with water and some soup. In the middle of it suddenly the doorbell rang.

Hope's gaze immediately shot to the wall watch seeing the time. Nine am. She knew who was at the door this early.

As her mom stood up to go down, Hope grabbed her arm and said,

"Mom?"

Her mom immediately turned to her, "Yeah, honey?"

door, please do not let them come up here. I do not think I will be able to talk to anyone

taking it as a mood of sickness nodded her head in acceptance and ushered her to quickly finish

moved to the window while taking the duvet over her head and dragging

outside at main gates of her home. After a while, she saw him moving out from her doorstep and

she was standing close to. she immediately pulled back, hiding behind the heavy curtains of the window

he had gone away she came

she did not know she needed so desperately. But she did not think it was going to last longer. She had decided to distance herself from him. Her attachment to him was becoming too unhealthy and deep and she was not sure that he felt the same for her. So before she

would come to the door, request Hope's mom to let him meet

through channels aimlessly. She had still not turned on her phone in fear of being expected to give back a response. She wanted to enjoy some solace away from all the chaos. Stella had called Hope's mom when she had not answered, and her mom had explained her sickness to her. When she

the fourth day came she was all good as new. The sickness had finally passed and it was time to return to the real

not ready to face Varys. She knew he will be here at nine to pick her up so she left for college at eight-thirty. It gave her time to grab a bus and ride to the college

she met some classmates and caught up with all the missed classes. She saw Stella as well

it was time to do the thing that she

turned on her

msgs filled her ears until

to go through all of them one by one. The most messages and missed calls were from the person that she wanted to avoid the