Dinzel

20// Memories

"You're my planet," a familiar voice sounded.

"But how daddy?" the six year old girl asked.

The middle aged man laughed, squatting infront of the little girl holding a brown teddy bear. Her hair was tied in pig tails. "Cause you are everything to me. You light up my world Mars.... and also, you're my Mars."

"Oooooh, I get it. Mars, cause Mars' a planet in the solar system."

"Yes, that's correct. Come on now, let's eat dinner."

"I don't want it dad, you can have it. You haven't eaten all day."

"No, I ate," he lied, "eat, I'm full."

"I know you're lying daddy. Remember when you said my courage would take me places? Well I can tell that you haven't eaten."

The man chuckled. "No honey, that's not what I meant. You're a very courageous girl. You have a habit of saying the straight up truth wherever you are. And you're not afraid to put someone in their place when they over step boundaries. And that, my girl, will take you places. I can tell."

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"Marie look away," the man shouted to his daughter, his hands being held behind his back and his face already bleeding from the hard punches he had received.

"Run!" he screamed as the man in front of him threw another punch.

"No dad, I won't leave you. Leave my dad alone!" She shouted, even though she knew it wouldn't change anything.

She ran closer and tried to pull the man away from her dad, but what could she do?

The man pushed her away with one hand and she fell back first on the floor.

"Honey, just leave. Go!"

{Marian}
"No!"

I sat up, sweating and breathing heavily. My heart was racing as I ran my fingers into my knotty hair.

I wanted to cry but the tears refused to form. Nightmares are the worst and I had no idea how to stop them.

His death was the worst thing that ever happened to me, I just can't forget it.

4am

I went about my daily routine, cleaning, washing and giving myself some time off.

It has been two days since I kissed the prince and I still can't get it out of my head.

I try to avoid him every way possible. I only ever go to his room when he is out and I try not to bump into him.. ever.

But it doesn't work. Whenever he eats at the table I can't avoid him, seeing as I have to stand there till they all finish eating.

Everytime I look at him, he's staring at me. I have no idea what goes on in his head but I can only hope he doesn't want more.

He doesn't talk to me so I hope he understands the situation. Yet, I don't think I do.

I can't concentrate. All I think about is him. How he held me, how he kissed me, how he moaned into my mouth. I could only think about his lips, his eyes.

Why did he have to kiss me back? He claims to hate humans so he should have thrown me off him.

I tried to focus on the novels I usually read during my free time but I just couldn't. My mind kept on wandering off.

The way he grabbed me. I knew it had to stop, the daydreaming, the cravings.

It had to be because, I had never been kissed like that before. No one had ever held me so tight, so lovingly.