Light of Day: The Conclusion

Well, here's the rest of my short story that I posted earlier. Hope you've enjoyed it!

 

        We rode for an hour before reaching the gated entrance of Hesper Milton’s large house.

The man told me to wait in the carriage for a moment while he went to talk with Hesper. I

agreed, not really wanting to face Hesper again. He left the carriage briefly and went up to the

front door, knocked hard and stepped back to wait. Almost immediately, the door sprung open

and my mother stood in the doorway. I almost leaped out of the carriage before remembering that

Hesper wouldn’t be far behind. I was right, for not two seconds later, Hesper’s tall and lanky

form appeared at the door. I shrunk back into the cushioned seat, not wanting to be seen.

         The man began to talk to Hesper in low whispers and that was my mother’s cue to leave.

She disappeared from the door and I leaned forward just a bit to try and make out what the men

were saying.

        The conversation ended and the man strode back to the carriage and opened the door.

 “It’s safe to come now,” he told me and I exited. He led me up the stone steps to the front

door and Hesper glared at me. I shrank back a little but the man pushed me forward.

     “Go on,” he urged and finally I stepped in through the door. I turned back to look at the man

and just managed to see that Hesper and him shook hands before I was shoved out of the way by

Hesper. My heart sank. The man had given me back to Hesper and now I would never get my

revenge.

          Hesper grabbed my arm tightly and I cried out from the pain. His eyes bored holes into me

and I tried to disappear. He dragged me along the hall and down another corridor. I knew where I

was going and I dug my heels in, protesting. Hesper, being larger and stronger, pulled me along

easily, even with the added resistance. My arm stung and I noticed that he had dug in so hard that

I was bleeding. I cried out hoping someone would come to my aid but all I got was a slap across

the face, so I stopped.

           Finally, he dragged me around the corner and down three sets of stairs before stopping in

front of a large oak door. He brought out a set of keys and unlocked the door. The door opened

with a groan and Hesper threw me in ahead of him. I hit the stone floor hard and the breath left

my body, leaving me gasping. He strode over to me, a cruel smile on his face.

     “Now I’ll make sure you never leave this place,” he told me. He grabbed the manacles that

hung on the wall and placed them securely on my wrists, tightening them until they pinched the

skin on my wrists, making them bleed. I cried out in pain and he laughed. With one last

triumphant look, he slammed the door and locked it firmly from the outside. I heard his footsteps

recede and then I sank down against the wall and placed my head in my hands. I began to sob  

once more, gut wrenching sobs. I had been rescued, then betrayed by my rescuer. The chains

shook as I sobbed and finally I gave up and lay down on the cold floor, knowing that I would

never again see the light of day.