I was extremely worried about what he will do to me." Are you going to kill me?" I asked him." No, I don't kill weak but if you won't shut your mouth then I might change my mind." He warned me. And I was struggling to get myself free from his steel-like grip around my wrist.He dragged me out of the dungeon and I looked around to find it was kind of like a prison. Huge iron bar, cobweb hanging from the ceiling." Open the door!" he orders a man on the opposite side of the bars. Who I guess, guarding the place but from who? And what? I didn't see anyone inside. The guard fumbled with the keys but he managed to unlock the door and I was standing behind his hand still holding me like he never wanted to leave it. The guard opened the door for us and we made our way out. The air brushed against my skin asHe pulled me towards the steps outside, nearly tripping and falling a few times with each tug on my arm. My fingers were starting to turn purple as I leaned over and had to hold onto
turned around to only find an aged woman, her face is all wrinkly and her face was worn out." Welcome Home, Archie," she spoke in a humble tone." Greta, where is everyone?" He asked him." Your Mother is having dinner with her few friends and your father is in a pack meeting."She shifted her attention from him to me. Her eyes travel down to the length of my body like she was curious to know about me and I am curious to know where am I. And what will he do to me? And the storm comes next for me." Who is she?" she asks him and he turns his face towards me and his lips curled up into a grin." She is the new maid and Greta, please take special time to teach her the rules and regulations of here. She is a wild one."" A maid??" words leaves my mouth and the old woman looks again at me with judged eyes. And me on the other side, shoot him a dagger full of glare. How dare he talks like that about me. What he thinks he is? I am not his slave nor I will become one." Indeed, you are right
You?? .. I mean, Greta, who is the new girl?" she ask Greta but her gaze was fixed on me me. I felt strange because she looked equally shocked as me." Amelia, you come on the right time. This is Aisling, she is the new maid."" Nice to meet you, Aisling I am Amelia. And Greta Christina is calling you."" Oh, it's just fly out of my mind. I am getting old and weak day by day. Amelia would you like to take Aisling to her room and give her some clean clothes. She looks like she is coming out of the dumpster."I looked down at myself and find that I was looking like a homeless, clothes all raged up and torn down.My hairs looks a mess. I look a mess." I would love to help you, Greta and don't worry about her. I'll show her around."" Be careful with her. It's an strict order."She told Amelia and came up to me and shoved her arm around me to give me a nudge to move forward and Greta made her way in the opposite direction where we came from." Who are you? And how do you know me?"" Not h
I sat down on the bed and begin telling her about Azelaic and how he disappears.FlashbackIt happens more often than not- waking in the middle of the night. As I become conscious of my surroundings, I am filled with a sense of foreboding. The soft hisses and puffs escaping my lips while deep in the throes of sleep provide the only distraction from the all-encompassing silence. As I strain to hear the sounds of life surrounding me the ominous sensation of being alone, abandoned, is ignited within me. It feels as if Azelaic has left and gone somewhere that I am no longer welcome and I must stay behind, long forgotten. As I open my sleep-filled eyes the only object visible across the vast charcoal void are the numbers on the alarm clock, glowing a garish, violent red as if to say “We are watching”.The metallic taste of fear rises within me, making my skin crawl. I know not what thrives within the confines of a house, be it monsters, intruders, or merely spiders waiting to alarm. The at
hate you for all the time I 'll have to live without you. How can a heart hurt this much and still go on beating? How can I feel this bad without dying from it?I 've bruised my knees with praying to have you back. None of my prayers have been answered. I tried to send them up to heaven but they 're trapped here on earth, like bobwhites beneath the snow. I try to sleep and it's like I 'm suffocating.Where have you gone?Once you said that if I wasn't with you, it wouldn't be heaven.I can't let go of you. Come back and haunt me. Come back.”" Aisling, have you change?" Amelia voice come from the other side of the door and I immediately, got up from the bed and walked inside the bathroom to wash myself and get changed. I take the clothes with me and place it on the vanity.I can see the dark circles under my eyes dig deeper into my skull. My bruised face looks like a I've have been working in a coal mine from ages. Every bone in my body was hurting like someone placed a Boulder on my
For some reason, I didn't feel any more pain, not much feeling lonely. I guess, I've overcome this fear and am ready to take on another... I know, I can't be here and I need to get out of this place as soon as possible but how am I gonna do that? It is so risky and so scary, and yet at the same time, so beautiful. Maybe the truth was, it shouldn't be easy to be amazing. Then everything would be. It's the things I fight for and struggles with before earning that have the greatest worth. When something's difficult to come by, you'll do that much more to make sure it's even harder -if not impossible- to lose.And with my quick thinking, I found my answer." Amelia, she says she is going to the kitchen. But where is the kitchen?" I thought and decided to go and look for her because she is my last hope to save me from HELL.I redirect my feet and went back inside the mansion where we have come from. I checked a few rooms to find her but with no luck.Inside, there are so many rooms and hall
shut my eyes but still, I can see him, using my power. I can see his left hand gliding down into his pocket and he took a sharp knife for me.He took baby steps forward toward me to attack me with the knife but what he doesn't know was that I have been watching every single move that he is making.He stood over me ready to slit my throat but I snapped open my eyes and grabbed his wrist and yanked him forward, tripping him with my foot. He went down back first and I caught him by his throat, three feet above the ground, lifted him a bit, and bent down to his face. My eyes glowed with murderous red. My voice turned rough with an animal growl.“Listen well, because I won’t be repeating myself, you prick, if you ever think of doing this again, I’ll hunt you down like the pig you are and carve a second mouth across your gut."I opened my fingers. he crashed on the ground, his face white as a sheet. He scrambled backward, " Who are you? And what do you want from me?" he asked me," I don't
never imagine she have another person who she loves! Who does she imagine? Who was he? I thought maybe I had to check him out.I looked backward and went to my old position where I can see their faces. I saw she was getting closer to him while that man was trying to make a close relationship with her. In the shadows, her face was so close to him that he could smell the sweet ropy fragrance of the sherry which I was feeling from miles. she had been drinking, and then her tongue was in my mouth. In all truth she had not invited this prodigy of a tongue, to turn, I had merely wished to look at her face and expect the same effective love from her that she was giving to him I don't understand why it is happening her. His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy’s white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longe