Gypsy

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Days passed and Scarlett was still down in the dungeon. It was a hell hole. She waited every minute for Mason to visit her. He would only bring down food for her once a day. During that time he would sit and watch her eat her food. It was becoming a ritual of sorts.

Scarlett was needing to talk, to do something she was going out of her mind with boredom and worry. She began conversing with him, not so much afraid of him as she was, of course until the fifth day that she was held captive that he lost his head at her.

She was sitting down eating her food and noticed him staring at her so intently. "You look like your mother." He said to her so calmly. It was like he had no idea that he just voiced that.

"My mother? You mean Gillian?"

"No... Anastasia... " Who in the hell was Anastasia.

"I don't know of any Anastasia's... "

"Of course you don't."

"You speak in riddles, tell me who you think I am. What it is you want with me. I can see if I can help you find what want." He laughed at her. His laugh cold, unfeeling. It was not a laugh of sincerity at all.

"I already have what I am after, just need validation. Once that is done, then I am good to commence my job."

"So what exactly is your job? To kidnap unsuspecting girls, lock them up, and do what exactly?" He stood up and walked over to her.

Scarlett looked up at him, she bit her lip suddenly afraid. He kicked the tray of food and she backed away jumping up. Her fear so intense. He grabbed her around her throat and shoved her onto the wall.

"Don't talk to me as if you have a right to judge me." His mouth inches from her. "Your eyes, the same blue as your mothers, yet your hair, so dark, like your fathers... All Russian."

Who was all Russian? You think your beauty can help you out of this one? Your mother's beauty couldn't save her." Feeling her skin crawl at his harsh words. She had no idea what he was talking about, it looked like he was so lost in his thoughts.

When he finally came out of whatever trance he was in his eyes changed. A different look passed his eyes, he looked a lot like Boris looked when he wanted to do things to her body. Things she would never allow him, not until he wed her.

"You think you are a fit princess?" He was being so creepy now, he leg go of her neck and palmed her face. "You think you are fit to rule?"

Scarlett was so scared at this point, she pushed him hard after kneeing him in the crotch. Not waiting to see how much damage she did, she ran right up the stairs and out the doors. She shut the door and looked around to stop him coming out. She found an antique looking chair that she put under the door handle.

Her heart beating rapidly, she looked around and oh my goddess. This house was out of this world. It was like a frigging castle. It was headquarters of sorts, it looked very sorted. She moved close to the wall trying hard to find a way out. She was desperately trying to find the exit.

Hearing voices she stood frozen, oh, she was going to get caught, not thinking to much, as soon as the noise ebbed she made a run for it. Not before hearing banging on the door to her cell. Oh no. She found a door and ran out, it was miles and miles of land... Land that was surrounded by acres and acres of trees. She did not know where she was going, she ran for her life. Literally picking up her skirt she ran for her life.

When she was tackled so hard onto the ground she thought she would black out. Her head hit the ground hard. It was Mason, he turned her around so hard and picked her up by her hair. She looked at him so afraid, her fear taking over her entire body.