That Night

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At seven o'clock, I had on my nicest dress and had my hair done up. I walked out on the pavement that led to the cobblestone road. There was a carriage waiting for me, just as mother had said. Maegan had made sure that I looked perfect for this night. I bid her farewell, and left the household.

The carriage driver jumped down from his seat in front and helped me up into the enclosed area I'd be riding in. I sat up on the cushioned seats and crossed my legs and looked like a lady. Though I'd never have to do it again, it was hard to break the habit. Especially with mother watching me from the front window.

As the carriage rolled on, I felt my heart beat faster and faster. I was growing more and more anxious to meet Victor tonight.

Suddenly, the carriage jolted to a stop and the driver opened the door and let me out. I curtseyed gratefully and walked to the stable to get my horse. I found him already saddled from this afternoon. I climbed up and rode him out into the field. I saw the Tree silhouetted against the sunset sky. I made my horse go faster and faster so I could get there.

I saw him, and I stopped my horse and jumped off, not caring if my shoes got dirty. I ran to him. He was on the opposite side of the tree. So, I looked around and saw 3 men strung up with rough rope. I gasped, covering my mouth.

Someone grabbed me from behind around the waist and pulled me tight. I screamed, but he stroked my hair then covered my mouth.

"Shhh baby. Hush hush.." Victor said seductively. When I heard his voice, I melted into him and turned around, pressing my lips to his. He pushed me up against the tree and we stood in this close embrace for several minutes until I remembered what was on the other side of the tree. I put my arms in between us and looked him in the eyes.

"Why are there three men dead hanging on this tree?" I asked sternly, returning all poise to my body.

"Why, because I killed them. One's your betrothed. Wouldn't want him getting in the way of us, now would we darling?" he said cunningly. If I didn't already know him well enough, I would've been fooled by his innocent voice. "The others, well, let's just say I needed the money. And, a couple hits took care of that." he said, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Victor! I screeched. I gasped and took a quick sidestep. I put a good distance between us.

"Darling, don't tell me you're afraid of me! I'd never hurt you, love." he said, coming closer to me. I backed away still. Closer and closer to the tree. I backed into a body, and turned around to see that it was Henry. I screamed, but Victor grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth again.

"And if word gets out that this happened, you'll be up there with them lovely," Victor whispered in my ear. His warm breath went inside and I twitched away from it. The words played in my head, strangled my brain. "Is that understood?" he threatened.

"Yes," I mumbled, breaking away. I looked up at his eyes. They were shining down at me menacingly.

"Why do you do this?" I whispered, my voice shaking.

"Sweetie, this town isn't as pure as you would like to believe. There are others like me, who kill for money, to keep people out of their way. We string them up out here, so no one discovers them. That's why it's called the Hanging Tree, sweetheart,"

All I did was stand there, staring at him with terror. Then, I screamed, hoping someone would hear me. That's all I did was stand. And all he did was stand and smile. He took a hand out from behind him and revealed a silver dagger, polished and ready to kill. I cut off my voice instantly, worried what he would do. I saw what had happened to those poor men. And poor old Henry.

"Honey, what did I say? Not to make a sound." Victor inched closer and closer with every word he spoke. "Well, what did you do? You screamed." Five more steps. "You know what I have to do now, my love." He whipped out the dagger, pressing it to my chest, directly above my heart. He pressed slowly, drawing blood.

"No." was all I said. My breathing was fast, my eyes terrified. He pressed in and finally reached my heart. I sucked in my last final breath, calming my expression.

And I died. Died at the Hanging Tree.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 14, 2013 ⏰

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