Sub Rosa

Chapter two• The Descent

" Beartrice, we have to go. "
I shivered at the sound of my full name. My father told me that I was named after a great friend of my fathers. He said it meant 'she who makes happy' and that it was my job to bring happiness to those who couldn't find it for themselves. Nevertheless I hated it and demanded everyone call me Bea or in Kit Blackthorns case, bumble bea and I always ignored my fathers laugh when he saw my fury when he introduced me with my full name.
" Where's dad? " I asked my mother as she grasped my hand and pulled me towards the car awaiting outside our home. I slumped down on the leather and looked around me. The way my mother twisted the ring around her third finger and blinked away the tears building in her eyes made me wonder what was wrong and why my mother had pulled me away from my bed in the early hours of the morning.
" your fathers been in an accident. " My heart stopped. My father worked as the head security guard for Sub Rosa Corporations and worked along side James Blackthorn, the previous CEO, protecting him with his life. As a multi millionaire it wasn't rare that their lives would be at great risk from an assassination. But my father pledged to protect the man with his life even if that meant living me.

With my father being by Mr Blackthorns side at all times, I would sometimes join my father at work and often spend time with Mr Blackthorns ten year old son, Kit. We would sit in his fathers office for hours on end planning our adventures and chasing each other around the halls. Earning our selfs disapproved stares from the associates of Mr Blackthorn as we barged passed the rich figures

The sun was slowly rising above the metal city as me and my mother raced into the hospital and asking for information about my father. A lady dressed in a neat blue uniform told us of how Mr Blackthorn had been on his way to his morning meeting when his car had been ambushed and my father had been shot while protecting Mr Blackthorns life, dying instantly. I cried for months and to make things worse Kit wouldn't stop calling and asking about me. I suddenly became furious with Kit and his father for an unknown reason. I suppose I was just angry that Mr Blackthorn could let my father die despite knowing how dangerous my fathers job was.

Almost six months had passed since my fathers death and my whole body was still numb. I guess my mother was also numb from the loss of the love of her life, so much so that I woke up one morning to the face of a diseased guard at my door informing me that my mother had thrown herself off a bridge. It was later that day that I found a note on my desk from my mother, telling me of how she loved me dearly and that with my fathers passing a part of her had died and that she just could not go on any further. I soon isolated myself from everyone around me, especially to Kit and his pleads to come and live with him and his family in the Gilded sector but I couldn't. I couldn't live among the people that stole the only family I had away from me and so I adapted to life by myself, thieving for food and hiding among the shadows. It was no life for a ten year old but it was the only life I was given.

I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath as my body descended from the skyscraper and toward the ground. I knew the rope laced around my waist would only carry me a short distance down and I twisted my falling body to face the blurred glass behind me. The searing sound of the nylon holding me scraping against my belt sent shivers across my skin as I braced myself for the impact of the glass. Closing my eyes, I relaxed my body and brought my legs out in front of me. Everything happened in slow motion, my body falling into the glass, shards kissing my skin and slitting small ribbons of blood across my face. My body fell limp as I rolled down onto a hard surface, I groaned out in pain and pressed my head against the floor. Or what I thought was the floor. I looked at where my hands lay, among the layer of glass and blood sat silver computers. I heard gasps and cries around me and I froze upon realising that I had jumped straight into a room full of people and lay directly on top of the table in the centre of the room. I slowly raised my head and looked around me. Twenty pairs of eyes pierced into my body as I rolled onto my back and suppressed a scream as shots of pain ran across me. Suddenly, two hands latched onto my arm and dragged me off the table and onto my feet. I looked up and low and behold there stood Kit Blackthorn in all his glory, clad in a form fitting grey suit, his dirty blonde hair styled to perfection and a large silver watch sat on his wrists. If I wasn't in such pain and didn't hate his guts I believe I would actually think he looked good. My body abruptly felt weak and my mind became clouded, my legs gave way to the pain but I was caught by a pair of familiar arms. The light around me seemed to melt away to black and the last thing I heard before submerging into darkness was Kit whispering
" what have you gotten yourself into Bumble bee "

Here's chapter two • the descent. I hope it wasn't too shit and you understood the first part and how her and Kit know eachother. Another chapter coming soonnnnnnnnnnnnn
-El