The morning of whatever event this is soon rolls around, where you could just tell by the way in which Patrick was acting, he was growing nervous. I had been kept away for years and in conditions that most would dem inhumane, which is something he definitely, does not want people to find out about.
I was finishing getting ready for the day in the attic, they had allowed me to shower which meant I was fixing my hair so I looked presentable. The girls had given me some clothes, where they loved to tell me that I could keep them as they didn’t want to touch anything that had been on my body. But I didn’t mind that much, that meant that I had some fresh clothes that I could wear.I stare at myself in the tiny broken mirror that was on the wall, I don’t look in the mirror much as it only makes me sad to what I have become over the years. My bright green eyes have turned dull in a sense due to the constant abuse and hunger that I endure and feel on a daily basis. My mother constantly tells me that I look too much like my birth father, which only leaves it to my own imagination on what he may look like.Before I had time to think anymore, Patrick’s loud and intimidating voice begins to shout up the stairs to me.“This isn’t a fashion show! No one will care what you look like, hurry it up!” He shouts angrily at me, I turn back to the mirror letting out a sigh before walking over to the door of the attic.Now the time was getting closer to me somewhat being in public again, I was growing nervous on what may happen or what people may say. I open up the door and begin to make my way down to the bottom of the house, my apparent family waiting at the bottom giving me death glares.“We wanted to wait as long as we possibly could, the less time that we spend with you the better.” Anne says crossing her arms over her chest, before anyone else could comment Patrick, opens the front door.They begin to file out of the house where I was the only one left in, which wasn’t a new feeling for me. The girls and my mum walk ahead while Patrick turns to me, the annoyance clear on his face as he went.“Get out, don’t you dare leave my side for a second.” He tells me as I remain on the stairs, I nod my head walking down the final step and out into the fresh air.It was the most amazing and surreal experience in my entire life, the feeling of fresh air on my skin made me want to burst out in a real smile. But Patrick taking me by the arm and dragging me to the end of the garden stopped me, he only released my arm when we were in a spot that other people would be able to see us.He turns to look down at me sending me one of his mean looks, I gulp before my eyes drop to the floor as I follow alongside him like his shadow in a sense. I knew he was nervous but deep down, he was enjoying seeing that all the beatings had caused me to be compliant. We soon catch up with the rest as stalls come into view, everyone walking around happily talking and children playing with each other.The overwhelming feeling for me was fear, I haven’t been around other people that weren’t in my house for years. When we are all together, they only take turns on who can say the meanest insult my way.“I’m glad you all could make it, especially you, Evermore.” A man’s voice says when we all come to a stop, I was shocked that whoever this man was said my name. “It has been many years since we have seen you out and about, we were growing rather worried.” He says which did make me slowly take a look at whoever this man was, he was sending me a soft smile but when I take a look over at Patrick, he raises an eyebrow which tells me to not interact, where my eyes drop back to the floor.“There isn’t much point talking to this one, she doesn’t speak.” Patrick says before he ushers us all away from the man, I know he is worried but him acting shifty will not be helping his cause.We walk for a little while longer until we find our spot facing a stage, where Patrick reaches over and takes my arm so I wouldn’t be able to slip off and get lost in the sea of people. But that thought never crossed my mind for even a second, I don’t even want to imagine what he would do when he found me. After a few moments, a man who I’m guessing is the mayor of the town walks onto the stage.“Good morning, thank you all for joining us on this most special occasion, I hope you are all enjoying the events and stalls that we have organised.” The man starts his speech smiling at everyone, they all met him with a cheer answering his rhetorical question. “Now we have been very secretive over what will be happening, only because we haven’t been too sure ourselves. But I would now like to introduce you to the man that wants to talk to all of us, please give your warmest welcome to King Axel.” He says pointing to the side of the stage, where a very handsome man smiles and walks onto the middle of the stage.Everyone cheers and claps once again, while I stand there mesmerised as he comes to a stop right on the middle of the stage. I take a look down at the ground not wanting to stand out, I knew how much Patrick would hate it.“Firstly, I want to thank you for welcoming us with such open arms, we are from a kingdom a short distance away from here and were intrigued on who our neighbours may be.” He starts to say where his voice sends intense shivers to run down my spine, perhaps I’ve been spending too much time in the attic.I realise that this feeling may not go away unless I look, so with a deep breath I move my head so I was facing up once again and looking at the stage. The man was scanning the crowd for someone or something, it was as though he was looking at each and every person.After a second, his eyes land on me where we make eye contact. Instantly, it was as though the whole world stopped and disappeared, he and I were the only people left. But the feeling of Patrick holding my arm even tighter, snaps me out of my trance where my eyes go back to the floor. But I couldn’t shake the weird feeling that whatever had happened between me and that king man, has changed the course of my life forever.What just happened?After the man’s little speech, everyone begins to get back to what they were doing before and talking amongst themselves. My eyes remained on the floor as I tried to rationalise what just happened, how and why did I feel like that when him and me made eye contact? Could it be down to me staying in the attic for too long and don’t know what it means to socialise? Before these questions could swirl around my mind any longer, Patrick who still had my arm begins to pull me out of the crowd of people. For a second, I also forgot that he was a person! “Me and the girls are going to do some shopping around the stalls, do you want to come?” My mum turns to ask Patrick, not that she would ask me if I wanted to join their little bonding time. “No, I’ll stay behind and make sure this disgrace doesn’t try to make a run for it.” He responds looking down at me, my mother sends me a disgusted look before walking away with the two girls. “Now you may see why we keep telling you that you’re too muc
I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking as I sat with my body pressed against the door of the car, the king man was sat a short distance away from me but just from the manner he was sat, I could see he wanted to get closer to me. My heart was pounding in my chest as the worried thoughts of what may lay ahead for me consume my mind, how on earth have I landed myself in this situation? I try to avoid looking at the man at all costs, I was worried if I stare at him for too long he would lash out like Patrick does. But the times he would turn to look at me, he would either smile or send me a look of sadness. I could sense that he wanted to speak but also knew, I wouldn’t reply. I turn my full attention to the window watching the whole world pass us by, I’m seeing more of the world than I did before I was locked away for all of those years. We were quite far away from the village, back in his speech he told the town that his kingdom isn’t far from the village. But from this car ride alone,
I was sat in what appears to be my new bedroom for a few long moments, my brain attempting to comprehend what has been happening but due to how complex this all felt, it was finding that topic difficult. I still haven’t got a clue why I’m here, when I asked Axel he was more than a little cagey with his response. He kept repeating that I would learn in time why I was here and I only needed to trust him, but when and how am I going to learn what he was talking about?! I have been locked in the attic for more years than I could count on my fingers, yet the first guy that I meet and who technically, saved me from that life, wants me to trust him off the bat! Now I can’t deny that I do get this weird but wonderful feeling when I’m around Axel, somewhere I just know that he will protect me no matter what happens. But the part of my brain that isn’t fully mesmerised by him is telling me that none of this is making sense, I know I have been away from society for so long but even I know that
Axel remained true to his word and didn’t leave my side the entire time, the doctor was also very kind and would explain to me what he was doing and why. The exam took quite a long time, I was knackered by the end but I knew had to push through due to Axel wanting me to have a proper check up. At the end of the exam, the doctor explained that I was severely malnourished and would need to take different kind of supplements to give my body a little push. Axel said he would handle all of that for me, which I did find very helpful as I did worry that I would forget to take what I needed, or take too much at one time. The doctor also took some blood so he could check everything over, whilst taking the blood the bruise that Patrick, left on my arm earlier in the day had very much pronounced itself. I saw anger flash Axel’s expression when his eyes landed on the bruise, he had to look away slightly taking deep breaths in before he turned back to me smiling. It wasn’t really a surprise to m
I was able to get showered and dressed into the fresh clothes just in time, I have to say there is nothing better than a good morning shower. Back at home, I would only be able to shower when everybody was out the house. But I could never fully enjoy it, I would feel the need to rush just in case one of my family decided to come home early and catch me. I walk back into the bedroom, taking a look around with a little smile on my face. This is the first time that I can remember where I’m genuinely happy, I mean I’m confused on why I’m here and why Axel would want to show an interest in somebody that looks like me. Thinking about Axel, the memory of the dream I had last night fills my mind. I still cannot shake the feeling that what I’m calling a dream, wasn’t a dream at all. For starters, I never met Joey to my knowledge, I only knew his name because Hannah mentioned him one time so nonchalantly, that it’s shocking that I even registered what she said. Why would I dream of two people
After the hug Axel and I shared, he began to show me the other beautiful areas in the garden. I would have been amazed by what I saw when we first walked in alone, but the sheer beauty of the rest of the garden simply took my breath away. There was a huge rose garden with every colour of rose that you could think of! Axel explained how roses were his mother’s favourite flower, so he thought it would be a wonderful idea to have this part of the garden created to honour her. There is also a river that runs through the garden, where as you walk along you can hear all the amazing sounds of nature. He told me we had just scratched the surface on every part of the garden, there were still so many more parts for me to see which I couldn’t wait. We were just stood under an old looking apple tree, you could see not many apples grew anymore and the ones that did, didn’t look really edible. This seems to be the only part of the garden which isn’t prim and proper, I would have thought it would
Axel held my hand as Hannah and I were both led back indoors, I mean I was upset that the lovely morning outside was ruined by whoever that unusual guy was! But I knew I would feel so much more terrified if we remained outside. What I had witnessed myself scared me, but to see the way in which everybody around me was acting, didn’t make me feel any better. They must have had some experience with this man I learnt was Johnathan, due to the way in which he and Hannah were interacting back there. The way he was acting also stood out to me, it was as though he was taunting us and knew exactly, what he needed to say to make Hannah start to fear what he could do next. This could mean that him showing up was planned, he didn’t just decide out of the blue that he was going to break into this place and see us. It is like he knew Axel and Joey, would be preoccupied with whatever the emergency was to rush straight over to us. As I don’t speak, I spend most of my time observing others and I’ve
I walk around the library just taking all the little details in, I have always dreamt of having my own library where there were endless books which I could spend my days reading. The books in here seemed to vary in age, size and topic, there was something for everyone in here. As I walk down the aisle of the library, my hand was running over the shelve. I had found three books which I wanted to take back to the room to read, but I wanted to see if there was any other titles which were standing out to me to read. Once I had reached the end of the aisle I was in, I hear one of the main doors open. “The library is off limits at the moment, you must come back later.” One of the men who are my guards tell someone, this interaction does get my attention as I slowly inch over to the side of the bookshelf. This is when I see a young man standing by the door, he looked panicked but also sweaty as Jordon blocked his entry to the main section of the library. The guy looks around frantically,