Delivery Girl

Chapter 4

Ok before you read this chapter, I want to apologize soooo sooo much for not updating. I was on vacation and a family crisis kinda happened and my school starts Thursday so it's been like a circus at my house... So super sorry! And, thanks so much for 30+ reads! I love all you guys! Ok story time... Gather round children!

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Crickets. There is only one or two but they sound like a symphony of violins playing the most beautiful sound. I've never really appreciated crickets; they've always been a sort-of annoyance. But not now. It is about the only good thing in this moment.

Moonlight shines thru the giant fan in the wall. I count how many times the light is chopped by the fan.

1... 2... 3...

I'm so tired. My side hurts. It pounds with every pass of the panels of the fan.

4... 5... 6...

The pulses start right underneath my ribs and reach my hip at the bottom and my shoulder at the top.

7... 8... 9...

I cannot move. I blink every couple pulses and clench my teeth on and off.

10.

I lock my eyes closes like a big steel door closing to a magnificent castle. I imagine that castle.

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A soft whistle is played from a fiddler on the balcony of the first tower. There are three towers. A large main one with a glorious ball room and kitchen with a full dining room, and two smaller towers in it's shadow. The one to the right, has a marble spiral stair case traveling up to the top. This tower has the king and queen's bed rooms; along with the young prince and princess' rooms on lower floors. The left tower is the maids', butlers', caretakers' rooms.

Far below the castle grounds is the dungeon. Filled with the kingdom's criminals and murderers.

I walk in the corridors of the dungeon. My feet barley touching the ground. I'm dressed in a pink silk dress with little pink flowers decorated in my braided hair. Some strands of hair fall from my head of braids, but I dance along. My feet are bare, but I am provided with a velvet red carpet by two butlers on either side of the carpet. They smile brightly at me and I laugh. I skip and prance along, when one criminal catches my eye. He has the same appearance as the man.

"The with no name - 825465" his plate reads.

The man with no name. He had the splitting image of him. The one who slapped the girl; the girl I never saw, but heard.

He started to talk to me and I do what he says.

"Unlock me."

I unlock him.

"Release me into the castle."

I open the door just staring at him.

"Turn your head."

I do.

His hand hits my face hard. My face burns. Than I run. Past the butlers of on to the cold cement. The door I opened seem a mile away. Holding my face with one hand and my dress with the other. I look back and he is running after me, right behind me. I turn back forward even more scared than before and the door just moves farther and farther away. I run faster and faster and the light at the end of the corridor is going out.

'No! No!' I think.

A loud bang goes off and the torches go out and the light is nowhere to be seen. My heart sinks to my stomach and I turn around and there is his face yellow and distorted with blue dots splashed around his face. A cigars puffs around me and I feel chocked. Than as quickly as I can blink a gun is shot at my face.

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I race up from the crushed cardboard box and my side shoots a painful shock up to my head and down to my toes. My hand tries to rush to its aid but is retrained. I want to scream but there is no voice.

Am I dead?

My breathing is heavy and I can't figure out where I am. I start to freak out and taste the blood In my mouth and the rope reminds me.

I'm not dead. I was stolen.

Calming myself I lean back down on the box. I start to cry.

Tear by tear runs down my hot cheeks. My stomach feels virtually empty. Like I can feel pockets of air tumble around as I move. It hurt. Everything hurt. Like I've never felt pain before. Every scratch and bruise was just a soft touch compared. Compared to this.

I want to go home.

I want to go home.

I want to go home.

Now.

But hoping for something is useless. It won't change anything. But neither will crying. And look what I'm doing.

I open my eyes and see the blue light of the moon starting to change into the pink and yellow satin of daybreak.

8 am was coming faster and faster. I didn't want it to. He had pick-ups. But of what was my biggest question of all.

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Oh my goodness! Chapter 4 is done! Ill try super-duper hard to do chapter 5 tomorrow night. But no promises.

Oh and one more thing... (Silly me I almost forgot) what is your guy's favorite book on wattpad? Looking for something good to read. :) Night guys!

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