Fᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ Tᴏ Bᴇ Tʜᴇ Vɪʟʟᴀɪɴ

Here On Out

So with all of that in mind,

I'm fucked!

Despite keeping me as 'family', this will definitely be the last straw! And the fact I was able to escape with the guards in a rigorous rotation will make me a threat in their rotten eyes-

"...That I was smarter than they thought I was!"

They will think that the abuse wasn't enough to scare me, to make me root down into the soil and be forever be at their mercy.

I'll be subjected to a harsher hell because of it...

Chk...Thump-Ring!

I clenched both of my fists in frustration before swinging them.

One landing on my face, subsequently covering it from shame and anxiety. While the other bashed the soft foam I sat on but still reverberated throughout the entire bed.

"That nutjob will definitely take advantage of this situation to hit me one step closer to hell."

I sighed heavily, my soul almost going with it.

Things are getting complicated...

"One wrong move and I might hit the bucket..."

"Ugh!!"

Is this what those main characters feel when put up in a tough or awkward situation? I mean, it sure is entertaining reading, but not experiencing!

I could lose everything!

"Not that I have much to lose anyways..."

The stakes are so unbearably high.

How did I even end up like this?

Everything was going to plan just a few days ago!

I was living a fine life, and slowly crafted a plan for my safety.

Scratch...

The past is the past...let's not get hung up on it.

Now, I need a new plan to proceed forward. Even if I escape, they'll still track me down to keep unnecessary dirt on their names.

Me living peacefully outside is the same as leaving an important document out in the open.

That's why I meticulous formed a plan to guarantee at least a good mid-age life. But all of that has gone down the drain now.

Well, at least the noble debut scheme is still applicable.

But plans past that is now uncertain...

Sigh

I can either feign ignorance, or...

Stay strong. Strong as in standing my ground and making a stand.

One small problem though,

"I can't possibly do something like that..."

I gazed at the ground as I rooted my fists on my thighs. Sweat dripped down past my eyes, down my nose, then,

Plop

It trickled down slowly from my chin, it's gentle fall giving me a glimpse of a whimsical reflection akin to a familiar shadow, the shadow of my demonic brother.

The smile so evil, yet not so that it can be hidden behind friendly facades.

"Goddamnit Pierre..." I whispered underneath my breath.

Chtric! Chtric! Chtric!

"Tch."

And then they've arrived, right on que to my monologue too...

Trouble has come.

I was expecting it, but I didn't think they would be this fast...

Sigh

Don't fail me now brain, think of something that can guarantee me at least one more week to live.

"My lady, we've come for the daily inspection, please let us in..."

Gulp

"My lady? Are you there?"

'Here goes nothing..."

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"My lady?!"

Slouch

'Damnit, I can't do it! What if they purposely make a scene? If the king finds out there were witnesses, my punishment will be made even more severe!'

'Ugh...'

Even now...

I'm such a coward.

Swoosh-Clank!

'?'
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Gasp

Just before my heart could jump out of my chest, thumping violently. Before my faint of heart could once again come out on top,

A gust of wind abruptly entered the room, shoving the window open, blowing the curtains as high up as it can be.

It was surprising, especially so that I was in such a precarious situation. But oddly, the breeze calmed me down.

Leaves flew with it, and small pieces of reflective debre that magnified the sunlight, showing small particles of light itself.

Coupled with the view outside, the sight was breathtaking.

And in the middle of such a magnificent scene, laid Anna, peacefully sleeping.

A sleeping beauty.

...

To think I'd be relying on someone so young. To think someone could be this kind, especially in this kind of world.

And...to think I would be hesitating after all she has done for me.

I...really am destestable.

The reason I was always left out. And even though I knew,

I always complained.

If only I could've broken free from the constant worry of being ridiculed...

Tch

Enough is enough.

I'm not much of anything, so why would I need to be shameful? I'm not anything anyways.

All I could do now...

"Is return the favor."

Pat

"Thank you, Anna. But I must leave now."

"Open up!"

Smile

'Even with all these ruckus she's still fast asleep.'

To change fully,

"Excuse me, Anna." I pushed her seat slightly as I rooted my feet on the table.

Swish!

I need to take a leap of faith.

Thud!

"Guh..." I bit my lips in pain.

Now, I can only trust myself and no one else.

That's the only way I can survive from here on out.

...

Creak-Bang!

"I'm sorry my lady, but you forced us to do this-"

"Huh?"

"She's asleep..?"

"There's no one here except her..."

"Check the room still."

"But what if she wakes up?"

"That's better than being executed like the others..."

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(This marks the end of Oliver's mini character arc. Things will start picking up here on out so buckle up everyone!)