THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 41 – 50
Ice started forming on her open skin, and her knees began freezing to the fridge floor.
She quickly raised her knees, making sure she stayed in a squatting position so her flesh made no contact with the freezer surface.
She looked up, and merely seeing the yellow light in the freezer and the naked wire beside it made her heart feel like someone dropped it in a bowl of acid.
She stayed still since any movement from her might just get her electrocuted and no one will ever find her corpse.
All she can do is pray and hope for a mercifully journey to heaven __ or hell.
She has never felt this insane cold before, all her life.
The freezer got colder by the seconds, and her fear magnified with it.
She tried to close her eyes and shut out the episode trying to creep in, but she wasn’t successful cos she fell into another episode immediately.
FLASHBACK ~ AGE ELEVEN*
Emory’s dad embarked on his usual business trip early today, so it’s just young Emory and her Ma in the house.
Mrs. Carson would have followed her husband, but leaving Emory in care of the maids is a task she finds cumbersome to do, so she just had to stay.
She’s in the kitchen, her hair in a smooth french braid as she tried to make chocolate smoothie for Emory.
She has always liked the kitchen despite being from a rich family herself. She loves cooking.
Emory is in the living room, sitting on the couch with no care in the world as she watched her favorite movie (Titanic)
She watched it countless times already, and she never gets bored.
There are lots of half-eaten apples around her…her handiwork, then a mess of popcorn on the ground from her popcorn bowl.
She was already preparing herself to cry at the end of the movie again when a familiar form settled beside her.
She turned her neck to the side and blinked when she saw him.
Uncle Fred, her father’s junior brother.
He has the handsome smile on his mischievous face as usual, and his eyes went to her small breasts again.
“Mind giving me some popcorn?” He dipped his hand into the bowl on her laps, but his second hand went to her bare thighs, rubbing them slowly.
Emory pushed his hands away, and the popcorn fell from her as she stood and rushed all the way into the kitchen.
When she got to the door, she hugged the frame and looked back at him.
“You belong to me, beautiful” he mouthed, and she smirked.
BACK TO NOW*
Emory let out her tears in the freezer, regretting all-over again.
She should have told her mother about it when uncle Fred started his strange habits, she shouldn’t have kept it.
Maybe if she didn’t, she wouldn’t have gotten terribly hurt.
And now, she’s about to die in this stupid freezer.
Maybe it’s all for the best after all. Thank you very much.
She wiped her tears and was about to start another round when she noticed the coldness is gone.
It’s not freezing in there anymore. She looked up and was shocked to see the yellow light is off.
Did her captor change his mind?
The freezer lid suddenly hissed open, and she was more shocked to see the face that appeared.
Omar!
“Here” he gave her an hand, and she took it quickly without thinking of the consequences.
He pulled her out of the freezer, and she almost fell, but he held her by the shoulders, stilling her.
“You ok?” He asked softly, and she looked up to his face.
He looks genuinely concerned, and another thing…
Why is she not getting triggered?
Why is she not feeling like vomiting right now when his hands are on her?
“You ok?” He asked again, bringing her out of her reverie.
“I’m fine” she replied, releasing herself from him, and that was when she noticed the freezer is already unplugged, and the lock is broken.
THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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