Beauty and the Beast

Why? Why me? In the last 6 months I have been beaten by my brother, attacked by a beast, imprisoned by sociopaths, poisoned by a necromancer, saved by a witch, and now I was being sold as a slave. My head was foggy. I felt like I had been sleep for a year. My head throbbed. I groaned and wiggled around where I lay. I could not tell much. I barely remembered anything. I started to sit up, my eyes still closed. I rubbed my head and slowly opened my eyes.

I was appalled by what I saw. As a child I remembered visiting my grandfather once a year, without the mayor knowing of course. He was banished into the dark forest. He lived at the edge in a makeshift log cabin. Bodyless animals hung on the walls. Fur rugs and hard couches. A single bed in the middle of the room.

This house was much like that. But it looked a little nicer. There were animal’s heads on the walls, but it was cozy. There was a small fire place that roared in the wall in front of me. Wood logs made up the walls. A ceiling hung lanterns and chains from it. I was on the only sofa in the room. It was made from wood, and had a red cushion on the seat and for the back. To the left was a small kitchen. To the right was a hallway. Painting of women hung from them.

I took a gulp. There was a purple blanket over my legs, and a black pillow under my head. I shot my head around at the sound of someone coming in the front door. Fire red hair came in first, followed by the rest of a body. Who I had remembered well to be Louis, came inside with small logs in his arms. He had on a large coat and big boots. Without looking at me he went over to the fire place and dropped the wood next to the fire.

I held myself close, cautious of this stranger. He stood and looked to me, smiling. “You’re awake!” He clapped his hands together walking toward me. I shot up fast and moved around to behind the couch, putting as much distance between us as I could. He chuckled, “don’t worry.” He held out his hands as if I was a stray dog he was trying to pet. “Like I said before I don’t bite.”

“But you do hit.” I said remembering the blow to the back of my head I got.

He lowered his hands. “Now you were being a bad girl. What else was I supposed to do?” I looked to him in disgust and fear. “Now come and be a girl little girl and I won’t hurt you anymore.” He smiled putting his hands back up toward me again.

I simply didn’t move. I stared at him. “Take me back.” I demanded.

“We’re gonna have to do something about your attitude. I own you now. Until the die you die.” He put his arm down. “There are some dishes that need to be cleaned. Get to it.”

With that he left into the hallway. If he thought he was going to boss me around he was wrong. I owed the other guys something, I didn’t owe this guy shit. Instead I stayed where I stood for a long time. Looking around, everything in here reminded me of crazy. If I was conscious enough of my grandfather back then I would have thought the same thing.

After about 10 minutes I finally sat back down on the couch. Now, for once, all I wanted was for Andy, or Ashley, or CC, or Jinxx to come to my rescue. “Someone…please help.”

I whispered, pulling my knees to my chest. I hugged them close. Letting a few tears fall to my knees. Night was falling. Louis came back out into the living area and placed purple petals at the entrance to the front door, and under every window. I guess without magic you still need something to protect yourself.

He shot an angry glance to me before disappearing back into the hall way. I tried so hard to stay up. But I was tired. Darkness had come upon us for about an hour. I slowly let my eyes drift shut. “Just a minute.” I told myself.

Before I knew it I was lying on the couch. The blanket and been thrown to the floor. I normally would not have woken up by myself but something had grazed my thigh. When I tried to see what it was I was pushed back down my two large hands. I panicked. Louis stood next to me. His hands pinning me to the couch. He looked to me with what made my heart beat faster.

I tried hard to wriggle out of his grasp but he just gripped tighter. I started to scream but he stopped me. I had made my way to the floor. Louis had sat on top of me, his knees on my arm, it hurt. I whined as he covered my mouth with a dirty hand. With his other hand he brushed a strand of hair from my face. I started crying, why…?

“Be a good girl for me baby.” He whispered, licking the side of my cheek. I squirmed more, trying hard to kick, to get my arms loose. But he just held on tighter. He eventually Let my arms loose but then grabbed at my wrists and pinned them to the floor. I screamed loud. “No one can hear you bitch! Be good!” He yelled over me. He freed one arm only to slap me hard. It did enough damage to make me dizzy, I only cried now. He reached the free hand down my pants. “You’re gonna be a good little girl for me right?” He whispered licking my neck.

“Go…away…” I was able to get out.

“No, I own you. I can do whatever the fuck I want.” He tore my pants off in one swift motion. When I tried to stop him again he slapped me harder. This blow had made me weak. He was able to use both of his hands. “Why…?”

Notes

Sorry for any mistakes! I have a very short time period to get this up and I thought you guys would be anxious to know what happens.