red eyes

by Xx2967

She screamed but it was silent. She knew no one could hear. All she could hear was his laughter as she struggled. She began to sob as she realized that she was literally bathing in her own blood. Blood she was stained with her own blood tainted with the Crimson color. She looks up at his face and in horror finds herself gazing at two blood red eyes.

14. Chapter 14

Rose

I had finally pulled myself together.

Even though I was a little dazed I still managed to keep partial track of my surroundings. I was dressed by two maids, while the third brushed my hair. Each maid was kind to me and treated me with respect. They had dressed me in a soft, loose dress that was maid of a plain cotton, it was a whitish color. My wavy hair fell down my back. It was no longer matted. If I was honest it was probably the softest it had ever been. I turned to look in the mirror the dress was long sleeved and covered my body. My face and neck were bruised but otherwise unharmed. But I ached. I looked as though I was dead. Underneath the bruises my skin was week and fragile. I had dark circles surrounding my eyes. I looked only like a memory of what I had once been.

Dont get me wrong, I had been abused before. Lots of times actually. My parents had always liked to take out their anger on me. Especially when they were high, drunk, or just crack full of drugs in general. But, I had never been hurt like this. They were nothing compared to him. Angelo, how I hated that name! He was no angel, he was a devil or a demon. I loathed his very existence!

"Rose,"

"Rose love,"

I came back to reality.

"Mmm," I answered one of the maids.

"It's time to go, master Angelo is waiting for you, we must go to his study."

She gave me a moment, as if to let it sink in. I hadn't seen my body, or the damage he had done. But I knew for a fact that I would not, ever, go and see Angelo. At least if I could help it.

"No," I said, the maids all looked at me in utter shock. "You have no choice child, you must." I stared at the maids for a long time. I felt this panicked feeling in my chest. The kind of feeling you get when something is horribly wrong, or when you are being forced into something awful. Which in this case I was...

I lowered my head and turned. The maids stood there and watched me, as I slowly pretended to walk towards the door.

"There is always a choice," I stated in low cold voice. With that I quickly ran into the bathroom, and locked the door. I lay my head gently on the opposite wall to the door. I carefully lifted my sleeve, if only just to peak at what Angelo had done.

Thats when I saw it.

Clear as day.

The unspeakable letters that had been carved into the soft skin of my right arm.

ANGELO