“I.. slipped…”

   Episode-82 “I.. slipped…”       Ernest’s POV: I walked in the mansion, it’s late already… I went to my room and I see it empty… where is Celeste?.. I walked in the shower, I don’t have time for her…. I got changed and walked to the dining area and the maid served the food. I asked, “where is Celeste?” the maid said, “Miss… is on the third floor…” I got up, this girl is looking around the mansion, is she planning to flee… but I promise if he flees then I will show her what torture means…   I went to third floor.. I was walking passing the rooms, when I noticed her was on the balcony, she was standing there looking outside… she was hugging herself.. I got close to her and she didn’t notice me, I was close to her body I whispered, “Celeste…” she turned to me in surprise, she lost her step and was about to fall off the balcony… my eyes went wide, I grabbed her waist and pulled her to myself… I heard her grasp….  Her hands were tight around my shirt… was she trying to jump or something.. who stands that close to the balcony..    I grabbed her soldier, and asked, “what are you doing there?...” she shivered and said, “I.. slipped…” her eyes are filling with fear, I took her hand and said, “come….” For a moment I thought she was going fall and I thought I will lose her… the fear was for a fraction of second but was enough to shake me to core…     Celeste’s POV:                            He made me sit on the chair in dining table. He I angry on me but he was the one to startle me… now he is eating.. the maid puts food in my plate and I feel so disgusted by his presence… I hate him but I am scared of him too…       He said as he mocked, “eat.. Isabella you got thin..” I tighten my fingers, I hate when he calls me that… I hate all of this… I hate him… I hate her….. I am suffering for no reason.. I wiped my tear, I grabbed the fork… I will eat, I will survive for mom.. I am getting out of here… I just need right time… the time when this devil is at his weakest and no one to stop me.     I put the fork to eat the pasta when Ernest stopped me, he grabbed my hand and I shivered, did I did offend this crazy monster?     He called the maid in anger, he said, “Isabella is allergic to cheese… get something else!!!” the pasta is cheesy but I am not allergic… Isabella was allergic to cheese so I can’t have it… he is insane….           He screamed at the maid, “can’t you all just work properly..” the maid shiver, he is going crazy.. I got up and said, “it’s nothing.. I will make something…” he didn’t let my hand go but made me sit forcefully..   I looked at him and he said, “you can’t cook..” I looked at him and answered, “I…. I can” he smirked and grabbed my face, he said, “Isabella didn’t knew to cook..” he is insane.. he is a psychopath    He added, “you can’t cook Isabella…” I shivered, I nodded and sat there… do I have to do all of that.. I am not her…       He passed me the chicken and said, “you can eat this…” I nodded, there is no use to fight against him, or he will torture me, r*ape me… the maid was right, I shouldn’t get hurt…. I understood in this week since her kidnapped me, that I shouldn’t make him angry…     I was eating silently but it was hard to eat.. I know he is observing me. he asked, “can you swim?” I looked at him and nodded.. why I he asking?     He asked, “can you drive?” I looked at him and then said, “y-yes..” I never had a car, since we couldn’t afford to get vehicle to drive, I learnt driving from my friend.. I still don’t  have a license …. But why does he cares?    He said, “you can’t drive anymore” I know because Isabella died in car accident… I know he will do all the things, that are stupid and hopeless…    I looked down and I wonder why is he suddenly gentle… or he is like this because he consider me a Isabella….