Orenda

Why?

HERE'S ANOTHER CHAPTER

-- Ivy :)

-- Three days into being a prisoner in Technoblade's room --

Once again, I examine the pile of dresses in my basket at the corner of my brother's room. Yes, I'm still stuck here. He won't let anyone in to see me, and I can't go out either. Technoblade is so intense about this, even Dad won't stand up for me. So, here I am, sleeping on the floor in a pile of blankets and wearing special dresses so I can't hide anything.

Not that I actually despise the dresses, however, because I do kinda like the style. Most of them are tight fitting on my torso, but start to flow down around my waist. I guess my brother doesn't think I can hide any thing on my legs. Sadly, he's very wrong there. At first, I had no intention of leaving the room because I figured he would relent by the evening. But now... I know that I have to get out of here any way possible.

The door creaks open, and Techno steps inside. He walks over and opens the curtains a bit to let evening light inside, before turning to look at me. "Hey Alaynia!"

"Hi."

"Long day?" He asks, still attempting conversation.

I don't respond, why should I? Forgiveness is my first rule in life, but how to I forgive my sibling for imprisoning me. Technoblade seems to sense my thoughts, and he walks over to me. I turn away, but his hand touches my chin gently and pulls it up until I am looking him in the eye. I jerk my face away, irritated, "What?"

"Can't I have a conversation with my big sister?" My brother questions, sounding offended.

For some reason, this really sets my anger off. I whip towards him, my eyes blazing with fury. "Seriously, you consider me as your sister? After all that you've done?"

"What have I done to you?" Technoblade's voice turns to irritation.

I stare him straight in the eyes, "Sersiously, Technoblade? You locked me in your room, I'm a PRISONER here!"

Technoblade's eyes narrow, "I'm trying to protect you, Alaynia! Can't you see, or are you too blinded by the fact that you can't have the luxuries of life right now?"

"I-" I try to say.

"No, clearly you aren't apreciative of me," he interrupts, "But Alaynia, I don't care. Because right now, you're SAFE. So you can HATE ME all you want, but you're still going to be HERE, and ALIVE, which is what matters."

I look at him in shock, still silent.

Technoblade sighs, "Alaynia, I'm doing this because I care about you. After all, I am your brother."

"No you're not!" The words come out of my mouth before I even think about them, but I don't even try to take them back. Still, my eyes widen in surprise. Partly because those words...I mean them more than I should. A lot more than I should.

Technoblade's eyes widen, too, and then narrow even more. He glares at me, crouching until we're eye level. "Now I know you're brainwashed, Alaynia."

"No I'm not, Prince!" I spit back, actually very angry now.

His eyes harden, and his hand moves so fast that I can do nothing to stop it from grabbing my wrist and yanking me forward until my face is only an inch or so from his. His hand moves from my wrist to my chin, and he grasps it roughly.

"Prince... You're actually upset, aren't you? Well, like I said earlier, that's OKAY! Be upset, Princess, you're SAFE. You're finally SAFE, so you can hate me all you want but no one can hurt you," he whispers sofly, tilting my chin down so his forehead rests against mine. I don't notice his other hand snaking around my back, at least until it rests against me.

"Technoblade..." my voice trails off as his hand touches my back, and fear finds its way into a knot.

The hand tightens and his hand leaves my chin, sliding around my face to the back of my neck. Technoblade pulls me to his chest, pushing my face into his neck and holding me there as I struggle against him.

"Shhhh..." he murmurs, rocking back and forth.

I try to push myself away from him, but he won't budge. Instead, he just continues to rock me back and forth. Tears run down my face, and sobs choke out. I have absolutely no idea why I'm crying, but it seems like the right thing to do. I can't deny that I'm scared to death of what Technoblade might do.

Slowly, I feel him start to start up. He bends down swiftly and picks me up, carrying me like a child into the bathroom. He sets me down, crouching in front of me as I half stand up with my hands clutching my chest.

"Night," he says, and then he stands up and walks out of the room.

The door closes, and something clicks. My eyes widen, I jump up and run to the door. The knob won't turn, "Technoblade!" I scream, horrified. He literally just locked me in the bathroom.

There's no response, even after about an hour of my screaming and banging on the door. Finally I sink to the ground, crying pathetically. I curl up on the ground, and cry myself to sleep.