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Ps, all past stuff has (memories) in front of it, cos I can't use italics, we'll you get the jist, lol Pps, sorry it's a bit short, lol
Chapter 4: Bitter Memories
She followed the dark figure down the small hallway, her hand resting against the wall for support as the train lurched beneath her.
"How are you then?" she begin
"I'm fine. As well as can be expected under the circumstances" he answered her but did not turn around
"He still calls you doesn't he?" he fell silent "I can't imagine what it must be like, but I am proud for you that you are able to resist it so well a lesser man would've crumbled by now"
"I guess I can thank your dear friends for my endurance, but perhaps I whish I could just crumble" he turned and faced her, his eyes were intense, his lips tightened. His figure, though small commanded a certain presence as he stood inches away from her, a trait of his dark past she thought to herself
"You know that's not true, you have much to live for. To fight for to be true. And don't mope, past is past, think of the present"
"Never understood how you could make so light of the past, by all rights you should be a paranoid psychopath"
"No, just a narcissist"
(memory)
His hand struck her face again. She hit the cold floor beneath, tears filled in her eyes as she coughed and tried to stand up only to receive another blow in the face.
"Stop it, please leave me alone" she whispered meekly,
"And why would I do that" he spat in her face "Do not disobey me girl!"
"I won't do it!!! Just leave me be, please farther"
"I only ask my daughter of one thing, and what do I get? A refusal? It is your duty, and not to mention my honour at stake." He bent to down close to the small body that lay on the floor huddled in a corner as she tried to protect herself against any more blows that were to come to her. His cold hand gripped her face and directed it towards his cold eyes. Tears fell from her eyes as his nails dug into her skin, suppressing a scream she diverted he eyes across the room, only for his nails to dig further into her skin "Look at me while I'm talking to you child" she hesitantly returned her eyes to her father's face, his eyes bored into her own "Tell me that you'll accept"
"I can't" she answered him softly, trying to hold in her tears. She felt his hand across her face, the force of it sent the back of her head into the wall. She felt the warm liquid exit her skull as her brown hair turned a deep crimson from the blood that made its way slowly coursing down her gentle ringlets.
"You will marry him Alexandra Mai" he gripped her face tightly "Either that or you are no longer my daughter"
"I'm eleven years old farther, please don't do this" she pleaded with him.
"Yes or no? It's simple enough question"
Thoughts ran through her head, she couldn't do this, she wouldn't, but where could she go, this was her home.
"No"
silence, all she could hear was her staggered breath, the rain that fell on the large wooden roof, as the small drops hit the hard surface, and joined its brothers and sisters as they made there way into the gutter and out through the decorative water spout and onto the earth beneath.
"If you will not agree to it, then we shall have to make you agree" he stood and left her room, leaving her alone.
'Dear lord' were the only words she could think of, her heart raced in her chest. The argument had lasted weeks, as a child she had accepted the fact, her fate, her husband, but to a girl now not so naïve as to what the marriage would entail, especially to a man twice her age, twenty two, the words echoed through her mind and brought bile to her throat, it wasn't right, at first her mother had fought for her daughter, but as her body became weak, and bruised in front of her daughters eyes she had asked her to stop, and consequently the frustrated blows of her fathers fist came to her.
She dragged her limp body to her bed and silently cried herself to sleep
(normal) She walked into the carriage he directed her too, and smiled at the sight of many familiar faces, though aged they still filled her with a sense of belonging, of warmth that she had once craved for. Minerva's familiar face lit up upon seeing her,
"I missed you" she embraced her friend,
"I'm glad you came"
The rest of the journey passed away filled with idle talk 'What had she done?' 'How was she?' she had missed all this, it caused her to think of how different her life could have been. She was going home.
In the distance the large turrets and spires greeted her eyes, the stark straight lines dominated the scenery, as the forest bent and gave way to the wild wind as it was caught and drawn through the valley those walls did not bend to it they stood tall a sense of well being ran through her spine. The outskirts of the village of Hogsmead and its familiar scenery ran quickly past her window, 'memories' she thought quietly to her self 'it all seems as if it was only a day ago that I came here'
(memory)
She was still half asleep in her bed as she heard the door open, the first thought in her mind was that it was a servant, sent to try and drag her out of bed in time for her lessons. She froze as she felt a hand gently make its way up her body towards her face, stroking it gently, she couldn't move, her heart beat faster and faster, she shut her eyes tightly, praying that he would go away.
"Wake up" his smooth voice entered her ear, seeing that she did not rise he bent over towards her ear, she felt his lips brush her skin "Wake up" he murmured.
She bit her lip 'go away' she pleaded in her mind 'please', she felt his hand begin to delve into her blankets, at this she throw herself out of bed and turned to face him, her face was of pure horror, she was scared, she needed help.
"Awake now are we?" he chuckled as he sprawled himself on her bed and patted the space next to him "Come"
"No, leave me Jin, please" she backed away towards the wall as the man sat up upon the bed.
"Leave? Why would I do that? Lexie my dear, come and sit" his bright green eyes stared at her, he was handsome, her farther had told her many times that she was lucky to have him, his deep brown hair and lightly tanned skin, his muscle well developed through years of training in the Arts.
"Please Jin, I am not your wife, I am not anything to you, I will never be anything to you, just go, you already have my answer" her voice slowly gaining strength,
"But your answer dissatisfies me, and I would like to hear the more pleasurable one. Think of what you could have with me? I could give you everything you want in a husband; I could give you a family. We could make a family" he grinned at her "I would be gentle you know"
She couldn't believe what he was saying to her, 'how old does he think I am?' She felt sick, and ran towards her bathroom flung the door shut and emptied her stomach into the toilet. The tears began to well up in her eyes 'I can't do this anymore, I can't!!' she sat there for ten minutes praying that he'd be gone from her room.
She walked back in; he was still there upon her bed "Leave now Jin, before I do something I'll regret"
"Coming towards the idea are we?" he stood up and stroked her face.
"Just leave me" she cried at the touch of his hand against her face.
He looked at her with disgust "You'll have to learn to get used to the idea, when I'm your husband you won't have a choice" he muttered to her cruelly.
As the door closed she gave way to all the tears she had kept inside, and collapsed on the floor.
Told you it was short, we'll its nearly Christmas not too much time for writing, thank you again for reading and please, please tell me what you thought, the magic lil button in the bottom corner, go on, you know you want too, lol:o)
Ps, all past stuff has (memories) in front of it, cos I can't use italics, we'll you get the jist, lol Pps, sorry it's a bit short, lol
Chapter 4: Bitter Memories
She followed the dark figure down the small hallway, her hand resting against the wall for support as the train lurched beneath her.
"How are you then?" she begin
"I'm fine. As well as can be expected under the circumstances" he answered her but did not turn around
"He still calls you doesn't he?" he fell silent "I can't imagine what it must be like, but I am proud for you that you are able to resist it so well a lesser man would've crumbled by now"
"I guess I can thank your dear friends for my endurance, but perhaps I whish I could just crumble" he turned and faced her, his eyes were intense, his lips tightened. His figure, though small commanded a certain presence as he stood inches away from her, a trait of his dark past she thought to herself
"You know that's not true, you have much to live for. To fight for to be true. And don't mope, past is past, think of the present"
"Never understood how you could make so light of the past, by all rights you should be a paranoid psychopath"
"No, just a narcissist"
(memory)
His hand struck her face again. She hit the cold floor beneath, tears filled in her eyes as she coughed and tried to stand up only to receive another blow in the face.
"Stop it, please leave me alone" she whispered meekly,
"And why would I do that" he spat in her face "Do not disobey me girl!"
"I won't do it!!! Just leave me be, please farther"
"I only ask my daughter of one thing, and what do I get? A refusal? It is your duty, and not to mention my honour at stake." He bent to down close to the small body that lay on the floor huddled in a corner as she tried to protect herself against any more blows that were to come to her. His cold hand gripped her face and directed it towards his cold eyes. Tears fell from her eyes as his nails dug into her skin, suppressing a scream she diverted he eyes across the room, only for his nails to dig further into her skin "Look at me while I'm talking to you child" she hesitantly returned her eyes to her father's face, his eyes bored into her own "Tell me that you'll accept"
"I can't" she answered him softly, trying to hold in her tears. She felt his hand across her face, the force of it sent the back of her head into the wall. She felt the warm liquid exit her skull as her brown hair turned a deep crimson from the blood that made its way slowly coursing down her gentle ringlets.
"You will marry him Alexandra Mai" he gripped her face tightly "Either that or you are no longer my daughter"
"I'm eleven years old farther, please don't do this" she pleaded with him.
"Yes or no? It's simple enough question"
Thoughts ran through her head, she couldn't do this, she wouldn't, but where could she go, this was her home.
"No"
silence, all she could hear was her staggered breath, the rain that fell on the large wooden roof, as the small drops hit the hard surface, and joined its brothers and sisters as they made there way into the gutter and out through the decorative water spout and onto the earth beneath.
"If you will not agree to it, then we shall have to make you agree" he stood and left her room, leaving her alone.
'Dear lord' were the only words she could think of, her heart raced in her chest. The argument had lasted weeks, as a child she had accepted the fact, her fate, her husband, but to a girl now not so naïve as to what the marriage would entail, especially to a man twice her age, twenty two, the words echoed through her mind and brought bile to her throat, it wasn't right, at first her mother had fought for her daughter, but as her body became weak, and bruised in front of her daughters eyes she had asked her to stop, and consequently the frustrated blows of her fathers fist came to her.
She dragged her limp body to her bed and silently cried herself to sleep
(normal) She walked into the carriage he directed her too, and smiled at the sight of many familiar faces, though aged they still filled her with a sense of belonging, of warmth that she had once craved for. Minerva's familiar face lit up upon seeing her,
"I missed you" she embraced her friend,
"I'm glad you came"
The rest of the journey passed away filled with idle talk 'What had she done?' 'How was she?' she had missed all this, it caused her to think of how different her life could have been. She was going home.
In the distance the large turrets and spires greeted her eyes, the stark straight lines dominated the scenery, as the forest bent and gave way to the wild wind as it was caught and drawn through the valley those walls did not bend to it they stood tall a sense of well being ran through her spine. The outskirts of the village of Hogsmead and its familiar scenery ran quickly past her window, 'memories' she thought quietly to her self 'it all seems as if it was only a day ago that I came here'
(memory)
She was still half asleep in her bed as she heard the door open, the first thought in her mind was that it was a servant, sent to try and drag her out of bed in time for her lessons. She froze as she felt a hand gently make its way up her body towards her face, stroking it gently, she couldn't move, her heart beat faster and faster, she shut her eyes tightly, praying that he would go away.
"Wake up" his smooth voice entered her ear, seeing that she did not rise he bent over towards her ear, she felt his lips brush her skin "Wake up" he murmured.
She bit her lip 'go away' she pleaded in her mind 'please', she felt his hand begin to delve into her blankets, at this she throw herself out of bed and turned to face him, her face was of pure horror, she was scared, she needed help.
"Awake now are we?" he chuckled as he sprawled himself on her bed and patted the space next to him "Come"
"No, leave me Jin, please" she backed away towards the wall as the man sat up upon the bed.
"Leave? Why would I do that? Lexie my dear, come and sit" his bright green eyes stared at her, he was handsome, her farther had told her many times that she was lucky to have him, his deep brown hair and lightly tanned skin, his muscle well developed through years of training in the Arts.
"Please Jin, I am not your wife, I am not anything to you, I will never be anything to you, just go, you already have my answer" her voice slowly gaining strength,
"But your answer dissatisfies me, and I would like to hear the more pleasurable one. Think of what you could have with me? I could give you everything you want in a husband; I could give you a family. We could make a family" he grinned at her "I would be gentle you know"
She couldn't believe what he was saying to her, 'how old does he think I am?' She felt sick, and ran towards her bathroom flung the door shut and emptied her stomach into the toilet. The tears began to well up in her eyes 'I can't do this anymore, I can't!!' she sat there for ten minutes praying that he'd be gone from her room.
She walked back in; he was still there upon her bed "Leave now Jin, before I do something I'll regret"
"Coming towards the idea are we?" he stood up and stroked her face.
"Just leave me" she cried at the touch of his hand against her face.
He looked at her with disgust "You'll have to learn to get used to the idea, when I'm your husband you won't have a choice" he muttered to her cruelly.
As the door closed she gave way to all the tears she had kept inside, and collapsed on the floor.
Told you it was short, we'll its nearly Christmas not too much time for writing, thank you again for reading and please, please tell me what you thought, the magic lil button in the bottom corner, go on, you know you want too, lol:o)