Hello there! Its so cold up here in Washington! We got snow and an extra three days for winter break! YEAH! anyway for those of you who read my other story, sorry there is a little bit of hold up right now. I will have a new chapter up though before Christmas though This is a new story that was sort of a whim! I hope you enjoy it like my other story. It won't be long and elongated as the other one, i think it is too tiring to read and WRITE like that. Well thank you very much for reading!
I am no more than a servant in my world and it is my only title. I have no name other than the informal names of "Hey you," "Babe" and all the other degrading names. I am a lost child in this world who has no purpose but to sing, to sing for my master, to sing for my happiness, to sing for my life. I can't recall anything that was blissful in my life other than a small memory of living on a small farm with Father, Mother and my little baby brother. Day in and day out I helped my mom care for the baby and with house chores as my dad went out to the city to sell our crops and produces. All the while I sang for them, everyone adored my singing. The townsmen, my neighbors and strangers, they couldn't help but be entranced by my soft singing and it made me proud to see people smile because of me. My mother had always congratulated me for being such a lucky child, beauty, intelligence and a harmonious voice. My father always smiled at me but kept silent and inside wished that I could have been a boy because of how weak my baby brother was. He was always getting sick and we had to constantly worry if he would make it through the winter.
"You are blessed with a wonderful gift darling but there will be others out there that want to push you down because they feel inferior. Remember that okay?" My mother once said that to me. Life continued as usual but I felt something ominous coming when I noticed the first month of rain had not come. My father as usual was hard at work and I was out helping him.
But that one year there had been a famine even we could barely survive that winter. That winter my baby brother had become horribly ill and was constantly vomiting and constipated. My parents decided that it was best to head to the mountains to visit the doctor there and buy some herbs for his long sickness.
"Rima stay at home and make sure all the doors are locked okay?" My father cautioned.
I nodded and heeded his words.
"Don't forget to lock up the barns and make sure that you blow out the candle before you sleep. At times like these I wish we had electricity." He sighed.
"Rima, make sure that the stove is on low because once we get back your brother will need to eat something." She requested as she bounced little brother in her arms and my father patted me on the head and gave me kiss on the cheek.
"I am going to go ahead, don't take too long," my mother instructed.
My father knelt before me and gave me a tight hug, "Remember that I will always love you and your brother no matter what happens okay? Be safe tonight okay?"
"Father you have left me home before it won't be any different don't worry, I am almost ten I can take care of myself." I assured him and he gave me one last hug and then left.
I didn't know that would be the last time I saw either of them…
That day I was taken out of the security of my home and sent into the city. The cities were different from the town because it was more modernized and had fancy clothing and this energy source called electricity.
I was dragged out of my home by men in black and white that threatened to kill me if I didn't remain silent.
"Let me go!" I yelled.
"Child you will be silent, you have been sold to our great master and you will comply even if I have to bring you back broken." One of the guards threatened.
"We can't do that the master will have our necks!" the other one argued.
"What are you talking about? How can I be sold?" I demanded.
"You were sold by your father Touya Renji has sold you in exchange for £4000," he answered.
"No that must be a mistake, why would he sell-"
"Please little girl, my partner has anger issues just remain silent and listen to us, I'd rather you come along with us not harmed," he pleaded.
I couldn't do anything but listen when the man reluctantly showed me a document with my father's signature and official stamp that he had sold me. I followed into motorcade and told myself no to cry even though the tears were ready to burst
When I had arrived into the city I was amazed at all the fluorescent lighting this city had during the night. I could only imagine this was what father spoke of, but remembering that deepened the wound in my heart.
I followed quietly into a luxurious mansion that evidently had some sort of party going on at the moment. I was lead through the back and then up a case of stairs.
The man led me into a room that was adorned with luxurious furniture with vibrant colors and a bed. The walls were white and furnished with foreign furniture and a silky cover on the bed. Compared to my old home this was meant only for the Gods.
"Please stay here, I warn you not to leave this room, your safety cannot be guaranteed beyond this room," he heeded. The man shut the door and I fell to the ground on my knees. I wanted to cry and yell for the betrayal my father had committed.
Why did he sell me? Why did he tell me that he loved me?
The door burst open and made me jump on my feet, in walked a young man no more then 16 with piercing blue eyes followed behind by the two previous men from before.
"Little girl address your new master!"
I was unaware of this custom and had no idea how to address him as my master.
"This is the girl that you brought back, I expected an older girl. What good is she to me, she is but a mere adolescent. What can she possibly give to me?" The man with the cold blue eyes demanded.
"Sir, if you let her she can sing! That is a rare treat around this area is it not?"
"Fine then sing," he instructed.
I kept silent, I didn't want to sing for a mere stranger, I only sang for my family.
"Well?"
I glared at him and he took it as a message saying that I wouldn't sing. I could only see piercing blue eyes that had anger emanating from it. His eyes brought fear to me but I continued to be strong.
"So you are a rebellion? I see then maybe when you sleep on the ground then you will sing?"
I continued to glare at him before he finally gave up and left with the other two men. I slumped to the ground and sighed also. What has just happened? Where am I? Why are there artificial lights in this mansion? Why was I sold?
But no matter what I dreamed or hope I knew that I would have to stay at this mansion and become a slave to him. The first few days I refused to eat or talk because I rather die then live away from my family.
But as the hours dragged on so did my stamina to live without food, on the fifth day I had passed out in the room on the ground to find myself in a bed the next day.
My vision was unclear as I tried to blink and understand where I was. There he was again looking at me with his worried eyes. Eyes that reminded me of my father when I took too long to come home from town. How I wish I could see them again, to go home and live with them, that's all I wanted.
"I see that you are awake, you really need to eat before you die." He commented.
His eyes were no longer scary but more worried and calm, as if he really wanted me to live and recover.
I nodded no and looked the other direction; as much as I wanted to eat I just didn't want to live with strangers.
"You can continue to ignore me and pretend I am not here, by I am not going to let a little girl die in my house. I know that you are confused right now but you no longer belong to your family you belong to me so you need to listen," he said.
I couldn't believe the audacity of this man who thought that he had purchased me, I have no price that he could ever pay, I will never submit to him. But then inside me was a yearning for someone to take care of me and love me, like my family.
He sat next to me on the bed and ran his hands through my hair and I pushed it away.
"Rima, I promise to take care of you if you just listen to me."
"Then send me back home! Please that's the only thing that I want!" I yelled as best as I could.
I was only a small ten year old who wanted to be in the warmth of her mother and father and to see the baby smile.
My head felt light as I laid my head back on the pillow, I felt like my last remaining strength was dissipating and I felt closer to heaven.
"Please answer me why my family sold me?"
He looked solemn and reluctant to answer me, was it really true then? That my father had sold me? Was it because I would sometimes come home late on purpose or that I disobeyed him whenever we were in the city?
"Rima your parents have died, the document that you saw with your father's stamp was a document stating that you were to be sold to a family and I happen to be the one that bought you." He said softly.
"Tell me you are lying, please!" I began to cry, how could they have died just like that? Were they planning on dying in the first place? Is that why they said all those things before they left me?
His unspoken response was enough for me to understand.
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