A/N: I am really sorry I know that I haven't been updating but my internet was down!! Waaaan! But my daddy fixed it!!! (no i don't call my dad daddy) Thank you so much...EllaFreak (don't mention it!), ElvenYoukai (of course you knew, I told you!!! 0o), jing'er, Lady Emma, tayk (whose Thomas...lol) and Mage Light (I don't understand what you mean...) . In this chapter the PG 13 rating really starts kicking, I'm sure it's not R but take precautions if you are under 13. Oh and this chapter has more angst than humour.
Chapter 16:
"Don't!" Isabella gasped. He couldn't, he wouldn't!
"I am sorry, princess."
Nabare lowered the knife and cut off the left sleeve of Isabella's night robe. She screamed, and tried to raise her arm to slap him but both her wrists were already bleeding due to her previous efforts for freedom.
"YOU ARE GOING TO BE SLAUGHTERED!!!!" She shrieked as he moved on to the second arm.
This was a nightmare, nothing more, yes. That was it. No it could not be!!! Nabare had just drawn the knife on to her arm, it was painful, so it could not be a dream.
"More noise and I shall add another cut, Isabella." He said firmly.
"YOU WILL NOT DARE CALL ME ISABELLA!!!" She shrieked between tears.
He struck another cut onto her arm.
Isabella did not scream this time, it was impossible. Even breathing was difficult, due to the wails that invaded her at the moment.
Nabare looked at her, she lay there sobbing hopelessly only in her nightgown, now. A malicious glint shined in Nabare's eyes, he gave a smile, as if he was enjoying every single bit of pain Isabella was feeling.
Not long after he had chopped of her nightgown quite a bit higher up the knee. He left it there but moved on to the chest and made a long tear on the torso of her gown.
He put the knife in his pocket now and used his hands to rip of the remaining bit of the dress. Now Isabella was in her undergarments, Nabare bent down and put his mouth against hers. Isabella kept hers shut but his tongue was much too strong and the seal was broken. Nabare got up after two entire minutes of sucking on Isabella's mouth.
Isabella breathed in oxygen, but after that continued to sob.
"Be quite!"
"I shall like to see you make me!"
Nabare gave a cold laugh, he looked Isabella over. Both her wrists were bleeding and her right arm was covered with blood.
"How could you? How could you be so...so...so wicked?" Isabella asked tearfully
Suddenly, Nabare cut of the ropes that tied her hands and feet. Isabella was silent with shock.
"Get up!" He ordered, "There are some old maid clothes in the corner put them on."
Isabella got up without looking at Nabare or saying anything to him. She found the clothes and got dressed. She had only just gotten dressed when Nabare came up to her, grabbed her clothes and started to kiss her. Isabella tried to fight again but she was still too weak. His fingers curled around her hip. This was too much! It would not happen anymore. Isabella pulled away and slapped him.
It must have felt very good. Nabare yelled in pain as he wrapped his hands around his cheek. After a few seconds he let go of his face.
"HOW DARE YOU SLAP ME?" He yelled angrily.
That made Isabella lose every ounce of patience she had in her body. "HOW DARE I SLAP YOU? HOW DARE I NOT SLAP YOU?" She cried out and with that slapped him again.
Nabare grabbed at his face yet again.
"That is it..." He said once he had let go of his face, he drew out his knife. "You have practically begged me for this."
Isabella started to panic. What would she do now? Nabare came closer with the knife and she thought...why not kick him? Once she had kicked an ogre it had sort of hurt him, not defeated him. But it was an ogre...Nabare was definitely weaker than it. Luckily her father had come to the rescue that time. "Come and save me father!" she thought, but for now Char wasn't here so she lifted her leg and kicked Nabare. Nabare fell to the ground. There was blood on his face. She had kicked him on the nose. He lay there on the ground.
Isabella looked down at him.
"I suppose you deserved that..." She said. Nabare did not move. "If your face hurts why do your legs not work? Why will you not stand?"
Nabare did not reply.
"Well, I shall just leave than!" Isabella went over to have a look at Nabare. He was very still, was he dead? Had she killed him? His eyes were blank, and seemed to be staring in to space very still. His mouth was closed and was in the shape of a straight line.
"Oh my goodness!" Isabella kneeled next to Nabare "I have killed you!"
Isabella ran he hand across his face, down his neck on his heart. There was a beat. He wasn't dead.
Isabella got up. "I am going. I thought I would never see daylight again." She walked over to the wooden doors and put her hand on the handle. She was just about to exit when she thought "I should not leave him like this." another voice in her head said "He's alive, he shall be fine." but the other voice argued on "His face is covered with blood. He might not be dead now but soon he will be."
"Or he could awaken any moment and who knows what he'll do!"
"He-"
Isabella hit her self on the head lightly so the voices would be quiet.
She decided to leave Nabare there. He deserved it. Isabella gave Nabare's body a cold last look and left the barn.
Chapter 16:
"Don't!" Isabella gasped. He couldn't, he wouldn't!
"I am sorry, princess."
Nabare lowered the knife and cut off the left sleeve of Isabella's night robe. She screamed, and tried to raise her arm to slap him but both her wrists were already bleeding due to her previous efforts for freedom.
"YOU ARE GOING TO BE SLAUGHTERED!!!!" She shrieked as he moved on to the second arm.
This was a nightmare, nothing more, yes. That was it. No it could not be!!! Nabare had just drawn the knife on to her arm, it was painful, so it could not be a dream.
"More noise and I shall add another cut, Isabella." He said firmly.
"YOU WILL NOT DARE CALL ME ISABELLA!!!" She shrieked between tears.
He struck another cut onto her arm.
Isabella did not scream this time, it was impossible. Even breathing was difficult, due to the wails that invaded her at the moment.
Nabare looked at her, she lay there sobbing hopelessly only in her nightgown, now. A malicious glint shined in Nabare's eyes, he gave a smile, as if he was enjoying every single bit of pain Isabella was feeling.
Not long after he had chopped of her nightgown quite a bit higher up the knee. He left it there but moved on to the chest and made a long tear on the torso of her gown.
He put the knife in his pocket now and used his hands to rip of the remaining bit of the dress. Now Isabella was in her undergarments, Nabare bent down and put his mouth against hers. Isabella kept hers shut but his tongue was much too strong and the seal was broken. Nabare got up after two entire minutes of sucking on Isabella's mouth.
Isabella breathed in oxygen, but after that continued to sob.
"Be quite!"
"I shall like to see you make me!"
Nabare gave a cold laugh, he looked Isabella over. Both her wrists were bleeding and her right arm was covered with blood.
"How could you? How could you be so...so...so wicked?" Isabella asked tearfully
Suddenly, Nabare cut of the ropes that tied her hands and feet. Isabella was silent with shock.
"Get up!" He ordered, "There are some old maid clothes in the corner put them on."
Isabella got up without looking at Nabare or saying anything to him. She found the clothes and got dressed. She had only just gotten dressed when Nabare came up to her, grabbed her clothes and started to kiss her. Isabella tried to fight again but she was still too weak. His fingers curled around her hip. This was too much! It would not happen anymore. Isabella pulled away and slapped him.
It must have felt very good. Nabare yelled in pain as he wrapped his hands around his cheek. After a few seconds he let go of his face.
"HOW DARE YOU SLAP ME?" He yelled angrily.
That made Isabella lose every ounce of patience she had in her body. "HOW DARE I SLAP YOU? HOW DARE I NOT SLAP YOU?" She cried out and with that slapped him again.
Nabare grabbed at his face yet again.
"That is it..." He said once he had let go of his face, he drew out his knife. "You have practically begged me for this."
Isabella started to panic. What would she do now? Nabare came closer with the knife and she thought...why not kick him? Once she had kicked an ogre it had sort of hurt him, not defeated him. But it was an ogre...Nabare was definitely weaker than it. Luckily her father had come to the rescue that time. "Come and save me father!" she thought, but for now Char wasn't here so she lifted her leg and kicked Nabare. Nabare fell to the ground. There was blood on his face. She had kicked him on the nose. He lay there on the ground.
Isabella looked down at him.
"I suppose you deserved that..." She said. Nabare did not move. "If your face hurts why do your legs not work? Why will you not stand?"
Nabare did not reply.
"Well, I shall just leave than!" Isabella went over to have a look at Nabare. He was very still, was he dead? Had she killed him? His eyes were blank, and seemed to be staring in to space very still. His mouth was closed and was in the shape of a straight line.
"Oh my goodness!" Isabella kneeled next to Nabare "I have killed you!"
Isabella ran he hand across his face, down his neck on his heart. There was a beat. He wasn't dead.
Isabella got up. "I am going. I thought I would never see daylight again." She walked over to the wooden doors and put her hand on the handle. She was just about to exit when she thought "I should not leave him like this." another voice in her head said "He's alive, he shall be fine." but the other voice argued on "His face is covered with blood. He might not be dead now but soon he will be."
"Or he could awaken any moment and who knows what he'll do!"
"He-"
Isabella hit her self on the head lightly so the voices would be quiet.
She decided to leave Nabare there. He deserved it. Isabella gave Nabare's body a cold last look and left the barn.