The darked hair woman's facial expressions kept getting worse and worse.
'Is this the one from last night?' Asked the Tall suited man.
'Yes, yes it is.' she said with a quiver in her voice as she stood, leaving me lying there in agony. 'Please make sure she is comfortable here' He told the dark hair woman.
'Yes, I will make it my first priority' She assured him, and then kissed him on the cheek.
This left me somewhat confused on this relationship, the man looked old enough to be her grandfather, and she looked around 23.
'Take her to the kitchen and be sure she eats' ordered the suited man, and then walked away.
The woman knelt back down, 'I suppose we should get you fed' she said while she helped me up, she put my left arm around her back, and she put hers around mine to stable me.
We walked north with a limp into a little kitchen, there were a few counters and cupboards, and some little counters with stools you could eat at.
The dark haired woman sat me down on one of the stools. I turned my body, and rested my head on the counter. The dark haired woman walked over to a refrigerator and opened it, it wasn't verry full, it just had a few little things in it.
'I don't know if it's too late to say this, but my name is Charlie' She said as she reached into the fridge and pulled out some chicken.
I looked up at her and widened my big blue eyes and nodded.
'Viktoria' She said. I sat up with surprise.
'How could you possibly know my name' I said with a croak in my thought from crying and screaming. 'Well, I don't know how lightly you will take this, but I suppose, Sidney has been keeping an eye on you' She told me.
I was scared to think that some one had been watching me, but first I had to know, who was Sidney?
'Who's Sidney?' I said worriedly, 'He, is my husband.' She said cheerlessly.
'But, who is he?' I asked again.
'He is the man who you just met' she confessed.
I was kinda in a bit of shock at this point, he looked WAY to old to be married to her!I
I looked at her at her astounded.
She just nodded and looked at her feet, and after a long silence, she went to a tall cupboard and pulled out a loaf of bread and started to make a sandwich, and at this same moment, a tall dark haired boy walked in.
Saturday, 14 January 2012
Thursday, 12 January 2012
Chapter one - The heat [Part Two]
I had not realised I fell asleep.
I rubbed my neck as a sat up from a cosy double bed, it had lilac covers and sheets, and black fluffy pillows.
As I looked around, I realised this wasn't my bedroom, I could not recognize any of pictures on the wall, or the furniture that sat around the dark room. I then realised, I hadn't made it home safely last night, For what felt like a dream, surely was not, I had this reassurance due to the pain in my neck and the scars, bruises and blisters all over my body.
I shifted my body over the the edge of the bed and hung my legs over the left side.
I stood when I saw there was a door near the bed, I walked over in agony and a limp, I reached out and turned the knob and opened the door. I rubbed my eyes as the light met them,
as I stepped outside the room I noticed a large staircase the went down, The room I was in was in large hallway, I looked down and around the hall and saw four other doors, and I wondered if perhaps those four other rooms contained four other teenage girls that had been kidnapped. And then something clicked in my mind, I HAD been kidnapped! This wasn't how I imagined being kidnapped, there was allot less screaming and ropes. But allot more pain in my neck and feet.
I began to slowly limp down the stair case, It spiralled downwards, the steps were a white marble stone and they were cold on my bare feet. the banisters were a dark wood that could have given me deep splinters as I ran my hand down, I removed my hand and began to take allot more effort on where I was placing my feet, I was feeling dizzy and a bit out of it and suddenly I felt ill, and before I could take another step, I lost my balance and slipped all the way down the bottom, I let out a scream as I lay there at the bottom of the stair case, I touched my head and felt blood.
As I cried, I saw a girl run up to me, She was wearing a black tight dress, (That was somewhat revealing to her thighs and chest) black stilletos, and black fishnet stockings, she had a curvaceous figure and pale skin, her hair was dark and long, I don't think I have ever seen such blue eyes.
She bent down and examined my head and other injuries.
as she touched my scalp her facial expression dropped from worried, to scared.
'Shit' she whispered to herself. She got up and ran away for a moment, I sobbed at her absence, seeing her facial expression made me more scared than ever.
As the darked haired woman came running back, she had what looked like a first aid sort of thing.
She sat it down next to me and knelt down.
She pulled out a cloth and started patting it at my head.
'Am I going to die' I croaked out through my tears.
She let out a soft laugh, 'I think you should be fine.'
After a few moments of silence, I heard someone coming.
The darked hair woman looked up to see a man, who looked like he was in his forties, he wore a black suit and tie, he had slicked back bronze hair.
He smiled at the woman as she gasped and said 'What are you doing up?'
I rubbed my neck as a sat up from a cosy double bed, it had lilac covers and sheets, and black fluffy pillows.
As I looked around, I realised this wasn't my bedroom, I could not recognize any of pictures on the wall, or the furniture that sat around the dark room. I then realised, I hadn't made it home safely last night, For what felt like a dream, surely was not, I had this reassurance due to the pain in my neck and the scars, bruises and blisters all over my body.
I shifted my body over the the edge of the bed and hung my legs over the left side.
I stood when I saw there was a door near the bed, I walked over in agony and a limp, I reached out and turned the knob and opened the door. I rubbed my eyes as the light met them,
as I stepped outside the room I noticed a large staircase the went down, The room I was in was in large hallway, I looked down and around the hall and saw four other doors, and I wondered if perhaps those four other rooms contained four other teenage girls that had been kidnapped. And then something clicked in my mind, I HAD been kidnapped! This wasn't how I imagined being kidnapped, there was allot less screaming and ropes. But allot more pain in my neck and feet.
I began to slowly limp down the stair case, It spiralled downwards, the steps were a white marble stone and they were cold on my bare feet. the banisters were a dark wood that could have given me deep splinters as I ran my hand down, I removed my hand and began to take allot more effort on where I was placing my feet, I was feeling dizzy and a bit out of it and suddenly I felt ill, and before I could take another step, I lost my balance and slipped all the way down the bottom, I let out a scream as I lay there at the bottom of the stair case, I touched my head and felt blood.
As I cried, I saw a girl run up to me, She was wearing a black tight dress, (That was somewhat revealing to her thighs and chest) black stilletos, and black fishnet stockings, she had a curvaceous figure and pale skin, her hair was dark and long, I don't think I have ever seen such blue eyes.
She bent down and examined my head and other injuries.
as she touched my scalp her facial expression dropped from worried, to scared.
'Shit' she whispered to herself. She got up and ran away for a moment, I sobbed at her absence, seeing her facial expression made me more scared than ever.
As the darked haired woman came running back, she had what looked like a first aid sort of thing.
She sat it down next to me and knelt down.
She pulled out a cloth and started patting it at my head.
'Am I going to die' I croaked out through my tears.
She let out a soft laugh, 'I think you should be fine.'
After a few moments of silence, I heard someone coming.
The darked hair woman looked up to see a man, who looked like he was in his forties, he wore a black suit and tie, he had slicked back bronze hair.
He smiled at the woman as she gasped and said 'What are you doing up?'
Tuesday, 20 December 2011
Chapter one - The heat [Part One]
As I lay there with tears rolling down my face, I tried my hardest to remain silent, so I could make out the murmurs and whispers they were making.
'Did you check if she was the right one?'
'She's the one we have been looking for'
'Should we... a... now?'
'Now.'
What did they mean? 'The one they have been looking for.' Was this not a spontaneous bashing?
Had this all been planned? Because what kinda of sick-minded person would plan to beat up a 16 year old girl in the middle of the night?
As I lay here on the ground, I began to ponder across my mind, was this my last night? Was I going to die tonight? Would anyone miss me? My Father? My Step Mother? Would my baby sister Nina even remember I existed?
Lying there, sobbing and thinking, I had a needle jabbed into my neck. I let out a large scream of pain, until a middle aged man put his hand over my mouth. It was one of the most painful things I have ever felt!
I tuned my head to get a look at the action. I would try to pull the needle out, but my arms were aching, so much in fact, it hurt to look at them. As I turned my head, I could have had a heart attack, I would have screamed if it weren't for the fact my mouth had been covered. I began to shake my legs and struggle my way out of this situation, but three women and two men came quickly to hold me down, I began to cry more, to create horrible wailing sounds.
For it was not a needle jabbed into my neck, it was a set of teeth...
'Did you check if she was the right one?'
'She's the one we have been looking for'
'Should we... a... now?'
'Now.'
What did they mean? 'The one they have been looking for.' Was this not a spontaneous bashing?
Had this all been planned? Because what kinda of sick-minded person would plan to beat up a 16 year old girl in the middle of the night?
As I lay here on the ground, I began to ponder across my mind, was this my last night? Was I going to die tonight? Would anyone miss me? My Father? My Step Mother? Would my baby sister Nina even remember I existed?
Lying there, sobbing and thinking, I had a needle jabbed into my neck. I let out a large scream of pain, until a middle aged man put his hand over my mouth. It was one of the most painful things I have ever felt!
I tuned my head to get a look at the action. I would try to pull the needle out, but my arms were aching, so much in fact, it hurt to look at them. As I turned my head, I could have had a heart attack, I would have screamed if it weren't for the fact my mouth had been covered. I began to shake my legs and struggle my way out of this situation, but three women and two men came quickly to hold me down, I began to cry more, to create horrible wailing sounds.
For it was not a needle jabbed into my neck, it was a set of teeth...
Monday, 19 December 2011
Obscure [Prologue]
I walked down the footpath, my feet were cold, blistered and bloody.
I knew that they were going to come back for me, I knew they wanted more, I knew that I wasn't meant to get away.
I ran my shaking hand through my thick blonde hair as I felt a tear run down my face I shivered as more tears became to appear, it came to my surprise that I had started to sob.
I wanted to scream for help, but the streets of Gothalhem were empty, and I feared if I made a single sound, they would hear me, and come back to finish me off.
As I continued to walk down the dark, silent streets on my aching feet I began to run.
I could hear them coming behind me, My heart was racing at a million miles a hour.
and all of a sudden, I was face first in the cement.
[I will soon post chapter one]
RheaRawWh
xxoxo
(this is all so on my other blog 'RheaRawWh talks life'
I knew that they were going to come back for me, I knew they wanted more, I knew that I wasn't meant to get away.
I ran my shaking hand through my thick blonde hair as I felt a tear run down my face I shivered as more tears became to appear, it came to my surprise that I had started to sob.
I wanted to scream for help, but the streets of Gothalhem were empty, and I feared if I made a single sound, they would hear me, and come back to finish me off.
As I continued to walk down the dark, silent streets on my aching feet I began to run.
I could hear them coming behind me, My heart was racing at a million miles a hour.
and all of a sudden, I was face first in the cement.
[I will soon post chapter one]
RheaRawWh
xxoxo
(this is all so on my other blog 'RheaRawWh talks life'
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