To Slim_T
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i like it1!
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Thank you Orkie!
OK, now chapter three is quite long, it's 13 pages, but don't worry, 5 by 5 as before. =D LOL -
ok i like long=)
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Actually, I think 2 by 2 is much better, I'll post two pages at a time, easier to read.
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ok
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Chapter Three
Rescued
"She says her name is Rosella" said Athelstan.
"Alright, let me get up and see for myself"
"How, father? It's too high for you to reach and I can't carry you"
"Get some wood, you dim wit"
"Oh" and he went off to get some of the wood that they had cut off, he put it against the wall and Felix Benvolio got up and reached higher, but not enough.
He got down and turned to Athelstan and said, "Put some more wood on"
So Athelstan brought more wood, positioning it carefully so that it wouldn't all roll over eachother, then Felix got on it and took a look for himself.
After the blond boy had gone, I didn't think he'd come back, but then I heard logs of wood being put by the wall, the big thumps made me feel even wearier than ever, but then after a few moments a man came up, he had a chubby face with dark brown hair and a big moustache, he stared at me, terrified, then said slowly, "Girl… or Rosella, how did you get in here?"
I opened my mouth to speak, and I could only whisper, but it was enough for the guy to hear.
"I don't know…"
Felix didn't know what to say. Then finally, he looked down at his son and said, "Let's rescue her first, she must be starving and cold, we'll save her and then ask her story"
He got down and I couldn't see anything anymore, I had a feeling that this was going to be ages.
I lay on the floor and turned my head, looking at the chest from the corner of my left eye, and after a while, closed it.
Felix immediately ran like the wind to the nearest telephone booth, he dialed the police's number and before long, the police were driving like mad with ambulances behind them, I heard loud ear ringing sirens and noises, I also heard doors slamming and people arguing.
Then, I saw a man, he was wearing a neon yellow helmet and a special uniform, they got a saw and began chopping off the bars one by one, it took a long time, and the bars came off slowly, but soon the window was empty, then, I heard a police officer say, "Nobody is small enough to get in to that window"
But then I heard small - but brave voice say, "I'm a child, I could do it"
The police officers were unsure, but in the end they agreed that it was the best thing they could do.
After a while, it was pretty quiet, I knew there were a lot of police officers, and fire fighters but there didn't seem to be much of a ruckus.
Then, I saw that the blond boy from before being hauled up to the window, he had a rope with him.
"Hi…" he whispered softly, and put his hands under my arm pits and pulled me up, I lifelessly slumped in to his arms but I was still breathing, he carried me up difficultly, and I saw that the rope had been tied round him.
He held on to me tightly as he was being pulled up, slowly, it was scary, what if the rope ripped, we would get really hurt then, but I tried not to think of that, I kept pretending everything would be OK, I was in there for perhaps 6 days or so, and I felt that I was going to die and rot away, but thanks to these two people. The man and his son, I was saved. -
Here was the hard part, actually getting out of the window, Athelstan jumped down and left me sitting there, then a man got on to the logs of wood Felix Benvolio used to look in to the room.
He grabbed me by the waist and slowly pulled me out, and then they put me on to a stretcher and carried me in to the van.
I stared at my surroundings, I seemed to be in a whole different world, the ground was covered in snow, the skies were gloomy and grey, the trees were bare and not a single leaf was seen anywhere, or a flower. It seemed just like the day me and mama went to the furniture store, to get the chest I was to be unknowingly locked away to die in.
There were loads of police men, all in navy blue uniforms with silver buttons and pointy hats, and carrying clubs or guns, as for the paramedics, they had their own light grey uniforms with badges on them, and black boots.
The air was freezing cold and windy, I shivered as they put me on to the stretcher and loaded me in to the back of the van, I looked at the blond boy, whom I believe was named Athelstan Benvolio, he looked terrified, but he had been very brave to save my life.
"…Thank you…" I whispered softly, I couldn't tell if he had heard or not, but I smiled at him weakly as the doors shut.
I don't know what happened then, I passed out, I had closed my eyes and that was it.
When I woke up, I was immediately scared. I didn't know where I was.
I woke up in a dark oak brown colored four poster bed, with scarlet red douve's and curtains with gold tassels at the ends, embroidered in corners with golden flowers, I looked down at my body, I was wearing a woolly night dress that reached down to my feet, and was puffy at the shoulders but enclosed at the wrists, there were three buttons under the neck, it seemed a bit baggy for me, I had a terrible headache that wouldn't leave me, and I still felt extremely dizzy.
Nonetheless, I took a longer look at my surroundings, I was in a circular room, the roof was a light goldish color, the walls were a creamy white, the marble floor was a pearlish solid hard white, too, my bed was on a platform that had three steps to get to, it was in the center of the circular room, there were marble stone pillars all around, especially in the corners, but there was one right in front of my bed by 10 feet or so, and it had 4 antique sofas covered in red velvet coushins all around it, there was a huge window to the left wall that showed a beautiful park with stone walkways and a few flowers, though not many, the snow had covered almost everything, but I already knew that it was probably the most beautiful place in the world in Spring or summer, I also saw red wooden benches on the banks of the river, it was frozen solid and hard as a rock, I would have loved to skate on it, though.
I saw an antique dresser by the big grand polished door, the dresser was small and had curled feet, it had two drawers, each with a painted pink and green flower, and a copper handle to open it, on top of it, though was a picture of a strange man I could have sworn I had seen before.
The frame was gold and carved out of it were roses on the corners, and swirls with small circles on the ends, it showed a picture of a young man, perhaps 18 or 19, he had pale white skin, a slender face, and shiny jet black hair, his nose was small but pointy, and he had a look of triumph on his proud face, he was wearing a pale blue suit with tight black trousers, and was holding a shiny big sword with a brass handle, his right foot was leaning on what seemed to be an antique chair, there was a red velvet cloth covering the back, but behind him was a pale blue wall with red curtains on either side, they looked like the curtains in my room.
I wondered who that man was, probably a hero for doing something splendid, but perhaps not.
Though the room was huge and grand and comfortable, I felt like a stranger in a crowd full of hundreds of people. Lost and - -
Alone, I was scared, away from my family, how would I be able to cope? Where would I go to? Suddenly death would have been a good idea, but now that I'm still standing in this icy, unsympathetic world we live in, this hard hearted, taciturn place we call a home, where we live every day of our unpleasant lives, I wasn't sure how I would be able to survive. Where would I go? What would I do? There were so many questions with no answers. Where were mama and papa? Why did they leave me here all alone, why did they abandon me? I was their only child! Did they miss me? And also, where was I? What is this place? What am I going to do?
I put my hands to my head and closed my eyes. Questions. Issues. Inquiries. Problems. So many words to describe it. I need to stop for a moment. Stop thinking, just take a deep breath. Relax, let the world go by as I sit here and take the time to think.
"You'll get through this… You'll get through this… You'll get through this…" I kept saying to myself over and over and over again, I'm alive, that's the important thing, even if I was ditched and left alone, I would manage, I would have to.
Tears came to my eyes, in such a short period of time; I lost nearly everything I have. Heck, nearly? Everything! My family, my home. All because of what? This I will never know.
The tears came down my cheeks, but I didn't wipe them away, I kept staring at the douve', staring in to space, then I heard a voice call my name…
"Um… Rosella!"
I looked up. And saw a maid carrying a creamy white tray decorated with pink and red roses in a blue vase, there was a plate of two pieces of toast with some strawberry jam spread on, no crusts, and there was a crystal wine glass that was filled with orange juice, a napkin that had the letters "F.B." imprinted in gold on it, with a shiny silver fork, spoon and knife, there was one egg cup with a shiny white egg in it.
The maid looked at me through her Auburn colored eyes, she stared at me for a long time after she put the tray on my laps, I was going to say, "What?" rudely, but kept my mouth shut, she was a maid, I wasn't that much higher than her, but I should value what I get. I learnt that after six days of no food.
She left after that and left me with my breakfast, strangely, I didn't feel like eating.
Yes, that was it. I had been in that icy cold, dank and dark room, starving for almost a week, but now, with food in front of me, I didn't want to eat it.
But why? I was starving! Had I lost my appetite?
I told myself not to be silly, and took a sip of the orange juice, I put it down then got the spoon and cracked open the top of the egg, took a bight of the toast, and felt pain in my teeth.
"Agh!" I cried and sucked in my lips from the pain, that was abnormal, maybe the jam was really sweet.
I decided to cut up the pieces of toast and dip them in the egg, this probably wasn't going to be very tasty seeing as there was jam on it, but what else could I do? Obviously I had to dip the toast in to the egg, but why put jam on it then? I didn't care, I urged myself not to sound spoilt, I should be polite and value everything I got.
I dipped a small piece of toast in to the egg, and ate it, it wasn't that bad actually!
I continued doing this until it was all finished, and drank the last of the orange juice, I still felt a bit hungry, though.
I never tasted anything better, I felt like that was the first food I'd ever eaten in my whole life, I'd almost forgotten what food tasted like, those 6 days felt so long and lingering, it felt like 6 years, as old as I am.
I sat there wondering what to do, I felt a bit frightened but obviously I was in safe hands, but whose house was this? I wanted to leave the snug, cozy and temperate bed, and go out in to somewhere I didn't know.
What should I do?
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I LOVE the dialog that your using "dim wit" and Father this and father that
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I was going to get out of bed when my nose felt snuffly.
There didn't seem to be a tissue box anywhere. And no one's looking…
So I stuck my finger up my nose and picked it.
Just then, a boy came in to the room. It was Athelstan!
"Um… what were you doing?"
"Nothing" I lied, "I've just been sitting here"
"Did the maid bring you breakfast?"
"Yeah, I put the tray on the ground beside me"
"Oh, OK"
"…Where am I?" I asked finally.
He sighed and said, "You're in our mansion, my father is keeping you with us until the police find your parents"
"Oh…"
"Father wants you to come and see him in his study" he said, "But you don't have to if you don't want to, right this second I mean"
"Um… what does he want to talk about?"
"He's just going to ask you a few questions, don't worry, you're not in trouble for anything, it's just if you talk with him, he might be able to give information to the police so they can find your parents quicker"
"After what they did to me, I don't think I really want to go back…" I said quietly, but he heard.
"I wouldn't want to either, you must have been scared to death, but they're not going to take you back to them, I think they'll arrest them, I'm not sure to be honest"
"I just don't understand why they would do it… I… I…" and tears filled my eyes just thinking about it, I was so depressed, so woeful, so unhappy so…so… miserable! And not much has already happened!
Tears trickled down my cheeks, I took choking breaths and sobbed, Athelstan got out a tissue from a bunch he had in the pocket of his red coat.
"Thank you" I said, but I didn't stop crying, why did I deserve something like this? Then the questions came, buzzing in to my head, I was so frustrated, so miserable, so… so… lost and alone.
Athelstan pushed me towards him and hugged me tight, it felt a bit weird and awkward but I said nothing. After a while I began to relax, I felt much better, I hadn't had a hug in a prolonged amount of time.
After I had quieted down a little bit, though my eyes were probably pink. Athelstan stared at me sympathetically, and said quietly, "When you're ready, we'll go to see my father"
"I am ready" I said, "We can go now"
"Are you sure?" he asked me uncertainly, "you seem kind of upset and freaked out"
"And that's a weird thing in a situation like this?"
"I just think you should settle in and rest longer"
I looked down at my laps.
"Listen" he said after a few moments of dead silence, "How about I come back to you tomorrow night, eh? I'll take you then, if you still seem unsettled and weary, I'll come the night after"
I sighed impatiently and said, "Alright, Athelstan, but promise"
He smiled at me warmly and said, "Don't worry, Rosella, I will"
I sniffed a bit more and blew in to my tissue, after a while, he left me there. Alone. I wished he would have stayed, that would have been so much better.
I lay back down and dug down under the douve', so that my forehead and tip of my nose showed under the thick covers, I had drawn the curtains so that I was in my own bed, in my own little world, closed my eyes, and went to sleep.
I was woken up by the sound of something crashing to the ground and breaking, like a glass or a vase, I was startled at the sound, what could have caused it?
I was too scared to go and see what it was. Stay in bed, I told myself, pretend to be asleep, pretend you heard nothing.
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oh i missed the second and thirds
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LOL, Thanks Slim, heh heh.
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I LOVE IT
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I lay in bed, frightened, wondering what's going to happen, where did that noise come from? Maybe the Benvolio's had a cat that jumped on to a table and knocked something over.
Then I heard another crash, followed by another, what was going on?
I decided I'd have to go and see for myself, I slowly got out of bed, the marble floor was freezing cold, and it didn't take long for my toes to go numb.
I slowly walked in the darkness, I didn't know where the lights were, the room was freezing cold and I felt like going back to my bed, but I was already by the pillar in front of my bed, and I tripped from the chair's leg and fell, my elbows, knees and hands hurt me and stung badly, I cried in pain and sat up, rubbing my hands and elbows, I wiped the tears from my face and pulled myself up, outside, I heard two more crashes.
I got more petrified and nervous with each step, my insides turning to ash, the cold room seemed bigger than it was when you couldn't see anything, I had the fear of someone coming out of the dark and jumping at me, what if they attacked me?
I got slower and slower as I got closer and closer to the door, I became overwhelmed and had a strong urge to run away back to bed.
I reached the door.
There it was, the huge grand, brown door, with it's handle shining like gold from the reflected moonlight, I brought my hand towards it, as soon as I touched it, I felt a shock come to me.
"Ouch!" I cried, and sucked my finger and stared at the lock, trying again, I didn't get an electric shock this time, I secured my hand around it, and turned.
The door clicked open, and I saw a white wall with a frame on it, but it was too dark to see the picture, I took a step forward, and found that my room was located at the end of a corridor, I passed by two doors until I was in the hallway, there was loads of sharp pieces on the floor, I saw a huge window that covered one wall,And a potted plant in the left corner, the window didn't have curtains covering it and it shone on the glass, gleaming bright and shining, I saw the marble stairs that spiraled down to the hallway, it looked long and dark, like it would take ages to get down to it.
I suddenly heard a voice calling me, saying, "Rosella…"
"Rosella…" It's voice was a calm, but strong voice.
My blood went cold. Who was it? I couldn't see anyone.
"Rosella… Rosella…" it whispered angrily, and then I saw it.
On the wall opposite me was a shadow, growing bigger and bigger, whispering, "Rosella…" multiple times, until the head reached the roof, I looked all around but saw no one, just the shadow, I got more an more scared, my heart thumped, my legs were giving in, I was just about ready to run back to my room when it spoke.
"I will see you in the future…"
I stopped dead.
What did that mean?
"I will come for you now… don't forget me…"
And then, the shadow came towards me, yes, got off the wall and was actually walking like a normal person.
My heart beat quickly, what was it going to do?
Then, I screamed quickly, and ran back down the corridor, in to my room, I locked the door.
I put my hands on the walls, I was rushing, scared to death, trying to find the light switch, I felt round and round, I couldn't find it!
Then, I heard a crash like I did before, the glass breaking, I stopped dead with fear.
I started to hear footsteps, walking slowly on the marble floor, getting to my room.
I tried hard and ran around the room, where was the damn light switch?!
I rushed quickly and became more and more frantic, getting even more scared by the second, the shadow was coming after me,
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Whose was it? What did they mean about seeing me in the future? It made no sense, but I was terrified and scared out of my wits.
Then I remembered something.
I remembered when my mother would light a candle by my bed, the soft, radiant glow it gave, the warm depth it had.
"More pure" she'd say, "makes you feel more relaxed"
But where was I going to get a candle at this hour? I was doomed.
Suddenly, I heard loud footsteps, getting closer and closer to the door…
Thump… Thump… Thump…
Thump.
It stopped. So did my heart.
Then, tears started to well up in my eyes, where was Athelstan and his father, Felix? Where was anyone? I seemed alone and unsure of what to do, I felt abandoned.
Then, a piercing and loud bang filled the room, I didn't know what it was, but before I had time to react, someone was banging on the door with their fists repeatedly.
"Go away!" I cried, tears came down my cheeks, I ran to my bed and quickly got under the covers, trying to get warm, I was scared to death and petrified, I was cold and numb, I was alone and had no one with me.
"Go away!" I screamed, "Leave me alone!"
Then, there was nothing, the person - or shadow had stopped banging.
My heart thumped rapidly inside my chest, I kept taking short, stinging breathes, I couldn't calm down, I was so frightened by what happened.
Then, silence. Not a breeze whispered or a door banged, or a breath drew out, I stayed reserved and soundless, still serene and quiet.
When suddenly, the door thrust open and the shadow charged at me!
I woke up screaming.
Athelstan and the maid whom I'd last seen bring me breakfast yesterday were there, they stared at me dumbly.
Athelstan came over to me, and rapped his arm around my shoulders; he stared at me with his periwinkle eyes.
"Did you have a nightmare?" he asked me.
I stared at him for a few moments, and said, "Yes, yes I did… oh, Athelstan! It was so scary!"
"What was it about?"
I turned and looked at the maid standing there, but turned back to Athelstan and said, "Well… I heard crashes like glass breaking, and when I went out I saw a shadow, and it was growing bigger and bigger, it said that I would see it in the future, then it came towards me and I-"
He interrupted me and said, "Shadow…?"
"Yeah, tall and thin, just like one, but I didn't see a person"
He just stared in to space, deep in his thoughts.
"Anyway… it came towards me and I ran back to my room and locked the door, but I couldn't find the lights… And… well, it banged on the door and I heard more crashes, I stayed in the bed scared… but…"
"Yeah?" he said impatiently, he seemed very interested, "what happened then?"
"And then the door opened and it charged at me… and then I woke up"
I wondered why he was so interested. It was just a dream! But what if it meant more…
"Rosella…" he said finally, "…I really think it's time you went to talk to my father"
Through these eyes I had seen
A world that had no ecstasy
Then you came and I was found
On this journey I am bound
The shadow haunted me in my dream
Who is this person that hates me?
I'm scared and frightened unsure of what to do
But this is me, this is my destiny
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