Twisted Desires

Chap 1

 It's pouring out as I dash through the forest, my horse Wild keeping us low, so we don't hit the trees. This is the feeling, I myself can't distinguish if it's the feeling of freedom, or the feeling of running. My shoulder is aching begging me to stop- but my brain is telling me not to, that this is the only way for me to be ok for me to be-

"WOAH!" I bring Wild to a complete halt before she crashes us into one of the oldest trees in Eldorra.

"Good girl" I murmur, stroking her main before changing her into a trot. She needed a rest- and frankly so did I. Slowly, we make our way back to the palace- my home. The only place I've ever known. The difference between me and my mother is that she had a brother- her brother was next in line for the throne so he did all the classes, training, work, he stayed in Eldorra so she could go off to the states and have the time of her life in high school and college. She experienced life before she was tied to the throne. But me? I've been in this position since the moment I was born. Not only do I take classes for being the future queen, but I take classes on filling the roles that my imaginary siblings would have had if my mom and dad had any. I play too many roles and take too many classes. But I never complain, never. It's just not what a princess does. Soon enough I find myself drenched in the castle stables putting Wild away for the night.

"Goodnight girl" I smile softly like this horse could understand me- and maybe that's because she could. Maybe it's because she's the only one who does. She helps me run when I'm afraid of being caught. I stumble back into the castle, my shoulder pain disappearing slightly. I go up to my room and take a quick shower before changing into a casual dress and taking two strands of hair and clipping them back with a claw clip. A lady- no future queen- no princess- no no no! Too many roles. I sigh and begin my journey downstairs where I'm bound to meet my angry parents because I'm 15 minutes late for dinner. But the truth is I need this- I saw them again I saw them. It was happening all over again, and I needed to run, I needed to run away this time because I didn't then. And my shoulder- oh god my shoulder. So, I ran and if I hadn't, I don't know what would've happened. I go downstairs to be greeted by my fathers booming voice

"You're late," he doesn't mean to be loud- he's just a big guy.

"Sorry dad I was..." I trail off looking for an excuse.

"Don't worry little princess, let's go now we've kept our guests waiting long enough"

"Guests?" I was confused, I wasn't expecting anyone. Crown prince of Walsh? Sir Fliming? A guy from the court?

"No trouble at all Bridget" I hear a familiar voice in the distance, a smile immediately fills my face

"Hey uncle Alex! Hi aunt Ava!" I glance at Uncle Alex who gives me a small smile which he reserves specially for me. Not many people could guess but he is my favorite uncle. He saved me. Even when I had given up- he saved me. My shoulder starts to pulse in pain, but I quickly shrug off the memory.

"You bring the drugs?" I ask sneakily making sure I lower my voice and make a searching expression on my face

"That isn't funny, stop making that joke. And for the record- they're sitting in the small fridge of the piano room." his face is stern, yet I still hear a hint of humor in there

"Have I told you that you're my favorite uncle yet? Because anyone who's willing to get arrested for bringing me drugs is my favorite uncle." I smirk, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek which would surprise you because he only accepts it from me, his kids, and his wife.

"Not. Funny." he says, raising an eyebrow.

"Hey, I could've sworn I heard Aunt Ava where is she?" I ask looking around