The Lonely Princess

chapter 2

Elizabeth's POV:

"Look, boys," I heard one of the monsters say, followed by a group of laughter.

"Just a little princess all by herself. I wonder where your daddy and brothers are; you have been here for a while, you know, Princess Elizabeth," the monster continued.

"Just leave me alone," the inner voice in my head cried out.

"What a mute," one said, slapping me on my cheek. But I kept my head low, just the way they asked me to.

Mumbling to themselves, too busy minding their own business, my eyes moved around the room before landing on a body next to the door. My eyes went wide for a second; this is the first time I've seen this body.

A boy lay down with blood around his shirt, breathing slowly. You could hardly tell if he was alive or dead.

"Oh, the little princess has finally noticed her brother," one of the monsters said, grabbing the attention of mee men.

My head snapped fast at him, hearing those words.

"Brother?"

What does he mean by brother? I have heard them talk about my father and brothers before, but I didn't think they meant their words.

The group laughed again before walking toward the boy's body and kicked him on his stomach several times.

He moaned in pain, but that didn't make them happy.

"Golden boy," the monster said, pulling the boy's brown hair. Blood dripped down his mouth and nose.

"Look at it, a family reunion," the monster said, and his friends laughed with him.

My eyes remained on the boy, waiting for his eyes to open, but nothing happened.

The monsters all sighed before mumbling words to themselves, then dropped his body and walked out of the door.

My mind told me to go towards him and check if he was okay, but the little me was scared out of my life.

I stayed on the ground, looking at him for a while. One fact was that I couldn't move my legs. I don't remember the last time I walked, so it was really hard to move.

Deep down, I waited for him to move. My eyes stayed on him, waiting and waiting, until he moved.

He groaned deeply and shook his head, trying to gain his body back.

My heart raced, knowing for one fact that he was going to notice me.

Then he looked over to my side, and both our eyes went wide.

For a second, I was trying to remember him, but I couldn't. But I think he did because he called my name before mumbling to himself.

"Hey," he whispers.

I turned my head in a confused way before looking around, which made him laugh a little.

"I'm talking to you, little one," he says again with a little smile.

Nodding my head, I waved at him.

"My name is Zake," he continues. "What's yours?" He asked, still looking at me.

I was about to talk when I remembered I didn't know how to speak. Then my head went down, feeling sad that I couldn't make conversation with him.

"It's okay, don't be sad," he mumbles, then stands up and walks, more like limps, towards me slowly.

My eyes calculated his body movements in case he was going to hurt me like the monster, but he didn't. He just quietly sat next to me and gave me a little smile.

"Do you know your name?" he asked again. I gave him a quick nod, making him smile again.

"Okay, okay. Do you remember me?" he asked, pointing to himself.

Shaking my head left and right, his smile dropped before saying a little, "Oh."

"Don't worry; we are gonna be out of here soon. Dad and the others are coming for us," he mumbled while I tried to understand what he meant. But I just hoped it wouldn't take a while.