I'm Not Daria
Mrs. Angel

Today I feel better than the day before. The pain in my ankle gradually improved and I was able to walk around, although it was still a bit limp.

I was in the walk in closet. In my spacious wardrobe to look for clothes that were simple and comfortable to wear, I was still wearing a towel.

I felt something cold and hard under my finger in one of the drawers. I grabbed it and pulled it out. It's my phone The condition is still the same. The cracked screen with the scratched plastic cover, everything is still intact, I prefer my phone like that.

I almost forgot the phone there. Madame Daralyn told me the day she showed me my new room.

I remember that time that the phone was placed in one of the drawers, and then I completely forgot it.

My eyes wide. It's been more than a week since we were kidnapped. And I never played my phone, I completely forgot about Mrs. Angelo. Oh, my God, he's gonna kill me.

I immediately turned on my phone, the battery showed about three percent.

I pushed my body off the floor and pulled another drawer, I'm sure there must be a charger, because Daria has almost all the gadgets.

I pulled out a charger at random, which seemed to match my phone. Sure enough, it turned out to be a good fit, I put my phone on the nightstand, plugged it into a wall outlet to charge it.

Already from earlier but I was still in a state of unprepared, I hurriedly took out a dark red off shoulder top to be combined with black jeans.

Then comb my hair, tidy up the tangles and I let my hair down on my back.

I walked to the door, made sure it was locked. Then rushed back to my phone, unplugging it from the charger. My phone is fourteen percent.

Even so, I searched for five or more contacts I had and clicked on Madame Angel's name. Thankfully, there are still pulses on the phone.

The phone rang for about thirty seconds before someone picked it up.

"Hello?" The weak and soft voice of Madame Angel who was no stranger greeted me and I felt like crying. I've missed him.

"Mrs Angel" I'm stuck.

"Darla?" I heard Madame Angel flinch from the other end, "Darla is that really you?" She asked, her voice shaking I thought she might be crying.

"Yes, Mrs Angel. Yes, it's me Darla" I replied

"Where have you been all this time?" He asked in panic. "You and Anna never showed up after you went to the party, you didn't come on Sunday, and were absent for a whole week. I'm so worried about you two. I called you many times, afraid something might happen to you" he paused for a sigh.

"Where are you my children? I also visited your apartment and Anna. But their apartment is locked. I asked the landlord, he said he didn't know where you were." She paused for a moment and I felt my eyes glaze over at Madame Angel who had taken the trouble just to make sure we were both safe.

"I'm sorry" I said, suddenly crying. "I'm so sorry. Mrs. Angelo. I didn't mean to worry you. Anna and I, we're fine. Don't worry. I'm so sorry we didn't go to work, I know it must be hard managing a cafe alone and-"

"Shut up, Darla, I'm not mad because you didn't go to work. I'm angry that you didn't answer me when you called to ask if you two survived or not" she said.

And it made me cry even harder.

"We're doing fine. Yeah, we're fine. Don'worry. Mrs Angel, please listen to me. We don't know exactly where we are but we're safe.I'm not sure if I should tell you even though I believe in you. But I can't tell you we're stuck in a complicated situation and we're not sure when we can get out of here. But we're fine and we'll be back, I promise. And please don't fire us." I asked

"Darla, what do I mean?I don't understand

TOK TOK TOK

I was blown away when Ms. Angel's words were interrupted due to a loud knock on my bedroom door. My heart was beating thousands of kilometers per hour and I subconsciously grasped the phone in my hand tighter.

Oh my God, there's someone at the door. What if the guy hears everything? I wish it was just Anna.

Madam Angel said something from the phone. I quickly put the phone in my ear, cutting off her words.

"Mrs Angel, I have to go. Please take care of yourself and don't worry about us. We love you," I said hurriedly before breaking the phone rudely, I had no other choice.

The knock continued to sound, I stuffed my phone into the drawer, I quickly wiped my tears . stole a glance at the mirror. At least I don't look that bad. Then tidying my hair and wiping my cheeks, I walked towards the door and opened it with a still pounding heart.

"Why are you taking so long?" Devan asked with a frown on his face.

Okay, everything's fine. He doesn't know anything.

He raised his eyebrows hearing my tone. "I know you're still mad at me" he said, shaking his head, "I just want to check on you. You know um. whether you're okay or not. But I heard a whisper and a sob from your room," he said with a puzzled face "And I thought someone had hit you."

My eyes widened, I hit his arm. "You're evil. Go."

"That's not a good way to say goodbye" he said as he stepped closer.

"Of course, I've never been nice to a donkey like you" I said

"What are you doing?" He asked, ignoring my words and looking into the room. "Who are you talking to?" He leaned his body closer. "And are you crying?" He frowned while observing my face.

It was almost his arm touching towards my face but he quickly lowered it. "But I don't care" he said with a straight face.

I'm trying to calm down. "No, I just got dressed. And tuning music, so maybe that's what you hear." I said confidently, trying to sound convincing.

"You can't be trusted. But I don't care what you do, so whatever," he said as he stepped away and I let go of a stifled breath, "Hope your day be nice," he said before turning to leave.

Huftttt is almost

I have to tell Anna that I've spoken to Mrs Angel. He needs to know that I did the right thing. I painstakingly went down the stairs.

I found yoga in the kitchen. I remember him telling me yesterday how he enjoyed his day playing tennis with Yoga.

"Hi, Yoga. Do you know where Anna is?" my many. He looked up from his job and smiled at me.

"On the tennis court" he answered.

"You're not playing with him?"

"No, he invited others to play with him" he said, looking sad. "By the way, how's your ankle?"

"just fine. It's improving,". I said while staring at my ankles . "I'm going to go see Anna" I said and she nodded.

"okay."

I walked out of the mansion and towards the tennis court which was close to the beach and the swimming pool. And sure enough, I saw Anna, sweating like a pig while bending over, trying to catch her breath.

"Anna" I called her but she didn't seem to hear me.

I approached the pitch and then just saw who he was playing with. Gio.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I asked as I stepped into the field.

"Isn't it clear?" Anna asked, she looked frustrated while glaring at Gio.

"He lost." Gio said with a chuckle, "What happened to the phrase "I'll beat you, just look at it later?" He scoffed

"The game is not over!" Anna growling.

"I already know the result," Gio teased "You'd better give up if you don't want to complete the challenge!"

"What challenge?" I asked, but it wasn't digubris. "I never give up! You should have known that" he snapped

"Anna!! I have to tell you something important. Come on, you can play later," I whine

"No, Daria! I have to win this. I have to show this madman who I really am, he's playing me!" He said in between breaths. "NO, NO, THIS MUST NOT HAPPEN" cried ANNA

"OH YEAH? IT COULD HAVE BEEN "Gio yelling from the other end

Huh huh? What the hell is going on?.

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I typed it while crying fitting the Ny part. Angel 😭