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.