"Conflict"

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The fireplace crackled and flew sparks, another restless night. How many family's have only damp wood to depend on for warmth? It's pains me knowing my family was gifted with so much more than deserved.

I grabbed my knitted sweater and headed downstairs for a glass of apple cider. The kitchen was cold, lifeless.
I began to drift back upstairs until I notice  a faint noise coming from the lounge room. Did mother know I was awake?

I quietly snuck past a guard frolicking through a women's magazine, careful not to cause a scene. The empty hallway lead to the lounge room, the door was cracked almost closed, with little light seaming through. I held my ear to the cold door and listend.

"I'm sure you'll find Madeleine quiet useful."
My mother, who was she talking too?
I heard a man speak, his voice rigidity like he's forcing a deeper tone.
"I'm sure I'll have no problems at all, I'm sure she'll love me. A women like her needs a suitable man like me." I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

She was selling me. I thought she couldn't take anything else away from me, she already had my passions, my voice, my freedom. Now, my will to love. Not only has she taken away whatever life I had left, but she let a distasteful prick downsize my ability as a women. And for that I'll never forgive her.

My mother made it a goal to teach me right from wrong. Now it's finally coming to good use.
I will leave tonight.

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I packed my notes, hygienic necessities, and a copy of Romeo and Juliet given to my by my grandmother for my 15th birthday. I'm 17, and the book still remains the only thing I'll ever cherish.

I climbed onto the cold window and closed my eyes, this could go perfect, or horribly wrong, and I wasn't about to miss out on the opportunity of perfection.
I tightened my grip on the lavender silk sheets, and prepared for the worst, yet hopping for the best.
I jumped.

The chilly midnight air softened my breath and my heart raced. This feeling, wasn't love or sadness, it was adrenaline, and I loved it. I softened my fall, and touched the soft grass.

My attention was quickly overturned by a guard standing a few feet away from me, I crouched behind an oak shrub and Waited until he finished passing by. I made it to the castle gates. How was I supposed to get through? the maintenance shed, there should be a ladder to wear I could reach my way up.

I kneeled on the large 20ft wall contemplating my life between opportunity or the thrown. Is this something I'm really sure of doing? Throwing the life my father created for my own selfish purpose? I knelt in between life and fate and made my decision.

My legs stung due to the impact of the fall,   The pain deceased and i regained my Balance. there it was, fate. I took a deep breath and gripped my pack. This won't be easy.

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^chapter 2 finished!!^

{surprisingly. this chapter didn't take long at all, maybe I'm getting too carried away?!}

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