There's nothing we can do

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Hiii! It's so fun to see that 100 people have read what I'm writing. I know it's not much but I'm actually very proud.

I've gafe a lot in my private life therefore I haven't updated as much but I will try
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⚠️this chapter contains mature teams and talk about sexual assault, if that is a trigger or makes you uncomfortable then I suggest you skip this chapter⚠️

I walked over the big grass area towards the training area. My mom never knew that I trained there but I had paid the guards to keep quiet about it so that I could have some kind of outburst of my anger.

I walked into the big area where swords and bows was hung up on a wall.

I always picked my weapon strategic, even though I wasn't aloud to fight with the guards, I was better at fighting then 90% of them. Which is actually kinda funny.

I picked up a bow and several arrows, I placed myself before a big round screen of wood. The screen was marked with holes from other arrows and swords, half of them was my own marks.

I took aim towards the target, I always aimed in the middle even though I didn't hit most of the time.

I steadied my breath and focused on keeping completely still.
I had always had a passion for violence, as a princess with more rules than the law book, you didn't really have access to weapons and that stuff so I always took my chances when my parents couldn't see.

I know it was wrong to go behind my parents back but it's my life and I'm in control of it. As a 18 year old, you kinda need to have some kind of independence in your life.

I often snuck out in the middle of the night or in situations like this to shoot with my arrows in trees or targets just to feel control. I need control, I want control. I think that is one of the reasons why I won't be able to marry some prince. Not just because I completely hate the thought. I also need the control, I can't have someone else control my life and my decisions.

The thoughts flashed in my head as I aimed but suddenly I felt to paires of hands on my waist and it made my jump just when I was about to shoot.

"You can't be here, feisty" I heard the voice just by my ear and it send shivers down my spine.
Of course, Mateo that idiot.

"You don't decide where i can and can't be"
I said still with my eyes on the target.
"You know, I can shoot you and get away with it"

"Oh yeah? Go ahead, you know you like me" he whispered still with his hands on my waist, I'm actually surprised that I hadn't killed him yet.

"I do not" I said but deep down I did, I couldn't show that though, love wasn't and will never be my thing.

"Sure" I could hear the smirk on his lips as he talked.
"So you're not feeling anything when I put my hands on you?"

He moved his right hand down my thigh and it made me gasp slightly. Fuck, I hate this boy.

"Nothing" I said trying to hide the arouse in my voice.

"You don't affect me Mateo, now. Move"
I knocked him away and focused on the target once again.
This time I shot and hit right in the middle. I was really surprised that I didn't miss even a centimetre. The arrow hit right in the middle.

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