Chapter 212: Where Is My Ring, Father?
Chapter 212: Where Is My Ring, Father?
Camila
The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the painful throb of my headache and the next was the fact that the dulled light in the room I woke up in felt too obscenely bright and everything around me was spinning.
"That will be all, Festus." I heard the blurred voice of a man close by but I was too out of it to depict anything more than a fuzzy outline.
I heard a door click shut only moments later before I was able to tell I was laying down on a white bed with the sheets pulled over my body. My mind urged my hands to move and push me up but everything felt too heavy and too sluggish to leave the comfort of the warm blankets. Lifting my head ever so slightly from the pillow it was resting against, I was able to notice the single light above me actually had a gentle flicker to it, only noticeable if you looked close enough.
"You are awake," the same male voice from earlier spoke but this time when I looked in the direction of the sound, I swear my once racing heart stopped beating all together. My body was still coming down from whatever drug I had been injected with but there was no doubt about who the man in front of me was.
Father?" I said, my throat painfully dry and scratchy but I knew he heard me nonetheless.
My father is right in front me, wearing the same glasses I remember him wearing when I was still young.
"It is good to see you again, child." He smiled as he stood from the chair across from me, coming over to sit on the edge of my bed.
The entire time, I was silent, forcing myself not to flinch away or freak out over the fact that I didn't feel safe. For the first time, being around my father made me feel scared.
"The dizziness is from the drug we gave you to get you here. I am sorry there wasn't a more…. civilized way in such short notice, kiddo." He said and instead of returning his grin, I put every single bit of my strength into sitting up in case I needed to protect myself.
"Everything is going to be okay, I am going to explain everything."
My elbow almost collapsed under my weight as I pushed myself upright but I managed, scorching back until I was able to learn against the wooden headboard. So much has changed since I last saw him and while a part of me wanted to go into his arms and hug him in the way I have wanted to since he left, I refused to be lied to any longer. I needed answers and I needed them now.
"Where am I?" I asked as I looked around the room now that I am more awake, noticing for the first time that there wasn't a single window in this place.
There was nothing personalized and no color other than black lettering of an alarm clock sitting on the bedside table. It looked like a cleaner version of a prison.
"We call this,The Safe." He replied, opening his arms as though this were a luxury.
"You are free to decorate this room however you would like once we get you settled in and relaxed."
Under control and tamed, I think I can also tell that the man named Jacob that I had slashed with my blade and the details that my brother was also there. Fuck, he had been in the room with my father as I was waking up before he was sent away. I couldn't explain it but everything felt off here. Things were more than definitely wrong.
"Where am I?" I asked again, hoping he could tell from my tone that his answer wasn't the one I was looking for. I wanted to know how long it would take for me to get back to Kumon where I belonged.
"Abu Dhabi," he said, wincing slightly at my tone wjd sensing he had a lot of damage control to take care of but that didn't help me to settle in the least.
"There is so much that you don't know about but you are safe here. You are back home."
No, my home is in Kumon, no matter how mad I am at my men, right now, I would give anything to be with them, secret be damned.
"I didn't realize it took drugging and forcing me to get to a place that is my so-called home." I countered as a very obvious frown marked my face, my pulse nervously beating against my chest, against the clothes I have most certainly never worn before.
"Tell me what is going on? You owe me at least that." I said, praying my reaction was just my paranoia talking.
My father's sigh sent chills up my spine and not in a good way. I wasn't scared of him physically hurting me, but rather about what all of this meant. There is no way the men back at home would let this happen without some sort of intense form of manipulation involved. Either way, I didn't care what he wanted to call it, I was kidnapped and didn't want to be here.
"It is understandable that you are feeling overwhelmed, I know this is a lot but the answers you seek are easier shown than described." He shook his head as he extended his hand out to me, it was a very long time before I accepted.
If that is what it takes to get me out of this room, then it is an easy price to pay.
"I needed to be able to get you somewhere alone so we could talk without the ears of others around us, nowhere is safe anymore." He said, opening the door into the hallway as the both of us stepped out, halls upon halls of identical entrance lining the pathway.
"Well apart from here of course." He added at the last second, shooting me a smile I am assuming that is supposed to be comforting.
I was pissed though and nothing he could say could fix that, not right now at least. He has been keeping just as many secrets from me himself and I had hoped he would be able to repair the distrust I now have but so far, he was failing. Because of that, I chose to stay quiet and take in my surroundings instead, scanning for any possible exits I can get out of at night.
I still haven't even processed the fact we were in Abu Dhabi, however I don't exactly have a choice but to accept it right now.
"The last time we spoke, I told you to stay with those three boys you were seeing…"
"I am seeing?" I interrupted, wishing I could just take everything back.
All I could think about right now is that I said goodbye to Domenico and now I am trapped here with nowhere to go. When he stared blankly at me I continued.
"They are my boyfriends and I plan to see them right after…" I began but very quickly trailed off when the nervous tick I had acquired over these recent months was very different from what I was used to.
"Where is my ring?" I asked, trying not to make my voice shake over the fact that Adriano's gift is gone. All he did was try and persuade me forward and that made me even more scared.
"Father, where is my ring?" I asked again, my voice shaking this time as I spoke.
I had promised Adriano to never take it off, it was the only thing he has truly ever asked of me and it wasn't on my hand.
"Did you know he had a tracker in it?" That was his only response but it was confirmation enough.
Somebody took it and now the only thing that brought me comfort in this shitty place was gone.
"Yes, I trust him and even if I didn't, it is not your call to take it away."
I didn't stop my father as he directed me down the hall by a pausing hand on my back but the newfound tightness in his jaw told me he was growing tenser by the second. A lot of things have changed in the last one year he had been gone and I was no longer the obedient little girl I was before he left. I learned that from the men in my life who bothered to love me the way I needed and my father didn't seem to be pleased by it.
"Would you still trust him if I told you he is now the Don of Vagas Blaster Family?" He said once we were in behind a new set of closed doors, only this room appears to be an office with a computer sitting on a desk.
If it weren't for his words, I probably would have taken the time to look at it but the only thing I could see was Kumon and the only thing I could hear was Don.
"What did you just say?"
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