EPISODE FIFTY SEVEN
THEME: Save me
KNOX BEACH HOUSE
It was already late afternoon when she got back to the sea shore. Eretia wanted to change, clean up and prepare dinner before Knox’s arrival.
She wore the bathrobe and strode towards the porch. She decided that she would spend three days with Knox and then return to her world. And Eretia concluded that she would definitely erase her traces from his memory so so he wouldn’t think about her.
Eretia would be gone forever and Knox needs to move on with his life like she never existed in the human world. She unlocked the door and stepped in.
All of a sudden, Eretia heard a crash in the kitchen as if someone was there. Eretia jumped in fear when she heard the sound. And slowly, she motioned towards the kitchen.
“Knox, are you home?” She called out but got no response.
Eretia’s heartbeat accelerated as she got closer to the entrance. She gasped in shock and fear when her gaze fell on the shattered glasses on the floor.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
She looked up and a man was there. The presence of him made Eretia trembled in fear. This man had searched the kitchen? How did he get into the house when the front was secured with a passcode? She pondered.
Eretia’s eyes drifted to the window and it was broken. The man came in through the window!
“Hello beautiful.” The man greeted with a grin.
And slowly Eretia stepped backward and he moved closer.
“I couldn’t find you at Goldmynes show so I decided to come look for you here.” He smirked.
“Wh.. who.. are.. you?” Eretia panicked.
The man laughed while Eretia’s eyes scanned the room to see if she could grab anything to protect herself.
He was getting close to her. “You are so beautiful.” His sharp Irish eyes inspected her from head to toe.
Eretia’s eyes widened when he brought out a pen knife. “Don’t try to run.” He said as they slowly moved out of the kitchen.
Eretia was afraid and she thought of a way to save herself. “Stop.” He ordered when they got to the living room. He stared at her seductively.
In a swift movement, he moved closer to her and placed the knife by her side. “Try to do anything silly.. and I’ll put this right in your side.” His hand came up and closed around her face.
Eretia was terrified and she stood immobile. Steel? The knife was made of steel and piercing her with it no matter the size would definitely destroy her completely. Mermaids are always mindful of coming in close contact with a steel. Once stabbed, It takes a long period to heal completely as a mermaid.
Eretia tried to think of what to do as she also imagined what was going to happen to her.
“It is wild.. how you turn me on now.” The man licked his lower lip with a grin on his face.
Pervert! She though within. His hand held her captive. Eretia shook her head and her eyes started getting blurry from tears that sat there threatening to spill. Disgust and fear filled her as the man dragged her against him so abruptly and knocking air out of her lungs.
“Dynamite body.” He said with right hand holding the knife by her side and the left still so tight around her jaw she could scarcely open her mouth.
Eretia wanted to beg him to go away or scream for help! But no one was around! He brought her head forward with the strength in his one hand overpowering her. Eretia tried to strain away despite the fear of the steel by her side but he kept her coming forward and then he clamped his mouth on hers. His tongue pushing into her mouth and she shoved at him but it was like trying to push down a mountain.
The man didn’t even sway under the impact. Eretia struggled from him again but suddenly the knife tore at her side and she screamed in pain. He let her go and she staggered away from him.
“Don’t worry, it was just a scratch.” He grinned wickedly.
Eretia gasped for air as she looked down at her side. Blood already stained the white bathrobe she wore. Her eyes went to the door which was slightly opened, she could get to the door and run outside but no doubt he would follow her.
“Take off your bathrobe.” He ordered. His eyes determined.
Eretia shook her head back and forth as she moved backward. “Wh.. what.. do.. you.. want.. from.. me?” She stuttered.
He blocked the path to the door “Come on! Pull it off!”
Eretia shook her head violently. He advanced towards her. She was getting out of focus with the pain in her side. How could this happen to her? Her side was hurting!
“I’ll just make you take it off!” He pointed the knife at her.
“No.. no.. please.” Eretia panted.
He stopped. His Irish and wild eyes stared at her. “Okay.. maybe we don’t need this now.” He tucked the knife back in it place on his body.
Then he leaped through the air between them, his arms grabbed her bathrobe, ripping it, pulling at it, getting it open while she tried to twist away, pushing at him and using every ounce of her strength to push him off. Eretia hit his chest with her fist, ignoring the slight bleeding from her side and then she pulled his ear. He staggered but regained his balance too soon. He covered the gap between them again and slapped her across the face. So hard that her head snapped around then she hit the floor banging the back of her head.
The man punched her as he knelt down above her, yanking at her bathrobe and almost exposing her breasts but she caught a handful of his hair and pulled so hard as she could. He slapped her again trying to raise the bathrobe up from her waist. The sharp pain in her side made her weak, she closed her eyes and heard a zipper.
Eretia opened her eyes and saw him exposed. He wanted to take advantage of her! No she wouldn’t let him do that to her! Bastard! So Eretia forcefully raised her knees and kicked him before she moved away quickly.
He yelped in pain with his hands between his legs. “You cocky bastard! Pervert!” She hissed out.
Tears set in his eyes as he struggled on his feet. He turned away and zipped his jeans. Quickly, Eretia reached for the knife behind his Jeans but he caught her hand and pushed her away.
Eretia hit the floor again and he stood over her with the knife. She swayed when he almost dropped it in her chest. She didn’t know why he wanted to kill her or who had sent him over to this place.
“Bitch!” He grunted.
Eretia could see the anger in his keen eyes. He straightened and went forward again. And when Eretia was about sidestepping him, the knife went straight into her stomach.
Her eyes widened in shock. “This is for rejecting me.” He pushed it in once more. “And for taking what doesn’t belong to you.” He gritted
Eretia’s eyes fell on the knife. He stepped back and marched to the door, flung it open and went bounding down the stairs and he was gone.
Eretia lay on the floor for several minutes trying to catch her breath and her heartbeat wild. Her hands dropped to the knife and shakily she pulled it out. A sob erupted out of her mouth and followed by a wail. She was hurting all over!
Slowly Eretia crawled to the couch to get her phone. The pain was horrid. She placed her hand on the wound, blood gushing out and staining the white robe and ground. Her face burning where the man had hit her and she couldn’t stop crying.
Eretia dialed Knox’s number. First ring, second ring, her vision became blurry and she knew that she was losing consciousness yet again.
“Hello?”
She heard his voice on the third ring.
“Kn…” She couldn’t speak.
“Hello Eretia.” Knox said with his voice clear now.
“Sa.. ve… me.” Eretia managed to say.
And in a slow motion she fell back to the ground and blacked out.