He doesn't even know I exist!(#1 in the series Will he notice me?)

Chapter 26-

The trainers were the ones that all the popular girls at school wear for PE and for non-uniform days.

I was happy to have something that covered all my arms and legs even if it didn't cover my sotmach. I was also glad to finally be able to put my underwear back on. The clothes portrayed me to have a semi decent figure, I'm surprised to be honest but oh well.

It was also nice to be able to brush out my hair, well whats left of my hair anyway...

When I made my way back downstairs I was greeted by some beautiful singing, it sounded Italian (I don't know why but it just did). It made me sad because it made me think of my mum because she used to sing when she was happy or sad, it filled my house with happiness.

When the singing stopped I don't know because I was crying too much to notice anything, except from when the kitchen door opened and Thierry stepped out and looked at me with concern. 

I don't know why I did but I ran away, I ran upstairs. To get away from him, and his singing. His voice makes me think of how my mum used to sing, she used to sing when she was happy and she filled the house with happy sounds, I miss her so damn much and it's all the fault of Thierry. He took me, he kidnapped me from school. He brought me here as a 'gift'.

I ran into'my room' and pushed all my weight against the closed door just as Thierry barged into the room the other side of my door. He was shoulder barging my door and for a person of my stature compared to someone of his I was doing pretty well to be holding up still.

I had to give up, my arms an shoulders were almost screaming in pain at how much effort I was putting into keeping the door shut. I let go of the door and ran and hid in my wardrobe and from the swearing I heard he came into my room and faceplanted the floor from when I let go of the door.

"I don't want to hurt you Evelyn, and I'm not going to unless you make me which I doubt you will do. I want to talk to you. I want to ask you what's wrong and ask you why you're crying. I shouldn't have brought you here, I cant explain why I did because I have no reason but it was only to make the Boss lay of being a dick to me for a while, its worked because he's got you instead. That makes me feel selfish but I can't help it, I've been hurt by him alot eventhough he said it was his way of showing affection I know its not, its abuse but its not any worse than what I suffered at home before my parents died. He only gets so possessive with you because of what happened to his daughter, she looked like you, that's why he has taken a shine to you eventhough he has a weird way of showing it."

I remained silent and also still in the wardrobe.

I knew he knew where I was but I really didn't care that he knew. I would attempt running away again as I run faster when I feeling emotional (eg. sad or angry) but even if I tried I know I couldn't outrun his guy.

I pushed the doors open ever so slightly so I could see all around my room and I couldn't see him, the door was open so I could run away when I know where Thierry is. All of a sudden the wardrobe doors were pulled open, and so I couldn't see anything I closed my eyes and thought of happy things.

Thierry, I knew it was him because it couldn't be anyone else, said something to me but I didn't hear him. He picked me up from where I was sat in the wardrobe and shove me against the wall behind the wardrobe. He held me there with a hand round my neck, not strangling me but making sure I couldn't go anywhere without risking myself an injury. I tried to duck under his other arm but he just pushed me back against the wall.

I know I shouldn't be checking him out because he's got me trapped but I couldn't help but admire his muscles which were rippling.

He looked annoyed, angry and worried. And all three emotions seemed to be aimed at me and I have no idea as to why. But all I knew was that I felt the same emotions as those he was feeling.

"Don't you ever run away from me again, do you hear me?!"

I did hear him as much as I didn't want to, then he slapped me for no reason I could guess.

He looked me in the eyes and when I looked away he grabbed my chin and made it so I had to look at him, so I closed my eyes so I didn't have to make eye contact with him because I knew I'd cry if I did. He moved his mouth to my ear and whispered in my ear

"Don't make me hurt you like your Daddy did."

He let go of my neck then and I just slid down the wall to where I lay on the floor, then he walked off shutting the door behind him. I got up and ran over to the door to try and open it but Thierry must have locked it on his way out because it wouldn't open no matter how much I tugged on it.

I wanted to cry but the tears wouldn't come.

The only lasting mark from him was the circles of bruises, which were by now a pretty vibrant purple, on each of my biceps and also the pain all down my spine from being shoved into the wall.

I couldn't stand up anymore, but nor could I move to sit down so my legs just collapsed underneath me and I crashed to the floor in a pile of limbs and blood from my cuts on my arms which had re-opened. I must have hit my head when I collapsed as I had blurry vision again and couldn't see anything.

Thierry's POV:

I locked her door so she couldn't escape and attempt beating me up again.

I sat on the Boss's bed for a few minutes and heard her barging into the door a lot and trying to undo it and I must say I felt bad because I know why she's doing what she is and that makes me think back to the multiple times I got locked in my bedroom and I tried to escape but there was always someone on the other side of the door to make sure I didn't escape.

I'm going back to my cooking, her dad can find her when he gets back.

I feel like a major douchebag for locking her in there but it was the easiest thing to do because I wasn't risking the bollocking and injuries I'd get if she escaped.