Shax Vill

Alone

"No!" I shout

"No! No! no!" I tell myself as I sink onto the floor, dropping the envelope.

I wail like a baby crying for it's mommy, but unlike a baby I know my crys wont be answered.

"Where is she?"I hear a healthy strong voice coming from the stone wall, that replaced the doorway to my home.

"Who my lord?" I imagine Gretchen asking with her ripped grey servant nightgown and orange slippers.

"You know who, Gretchen! Don't play games. Now give me what is mine!" Growled the intimidating voice from earlier. It gave me chills as he said those words, leaving butterflies in my stomach .

For some reason Gretchen's sweet voice turns hard as I hear her say, "She is where she belongs ".

There was totally silence before it came, the sickening sound of a slap.

Then I hear the sound of spit, most likely Gretchen spitting on the awful guy who hit her.

I close my eyes as I choke down a scream ledged in my throat.

"Take her away and destroy the place. I want her found before her parents find her first," says the same hypnatizing voice.

The sound of heavy metal moves quickly to obey the mysterious mans request to take Gretchen away.

"Get up." I hear a different man say with no emotion. I imagine him as an older man than the one in charge.

A few seconds later, I can hear the sound of scraping chains and footsteps walk away.

As the footsteps start fading away, I slowly sink down with a waterfall streaming down my rosy cheeks.

I throw a tantrum like a toddler not getting what he wants for Christmas.

I kick and scream while punching the stone floor as I imagine the voice who is in charge an ugly face.

I want that man to pay for taking Gretchen away and hurting her.

While I am punching the floor randomly, I can feel warmth of silk-like wetness roll down my fingertips. But I dont stop.

"You cant do this! You can't take her from me!" I shout with all my might.

"This is not fair." I desperately say as a wave of despair crashes into me.

"How could you do this to me!" I angrily yell to the wall that separates me from the actual men that took Gretchen.

"Its all your fault; you took her from me and now I'm all alone"! I scream to the imaginary face.

I repeat those words a couple times until I finally calm myself as I let my situation sink in.

"I am alone."