Thorn (Discontinued)

Chapter 9

I sat up in my bed breathing heavily. Those visions...they were horrible. I couldn't get those horrible images out of my mind. It was still dark outside and the sun had yet still not begun to rise. I got up from my bed an walked over to my diary, and started busily writing away inside of it.

January 14 1862

The night was rough. I had this dream last night but it was horrible. I saw things I would never thought I would see. What I saw could never be forgotten. These...demons were there doing unspeakable deeds,but I was the one doing them. I was the killer again. I saw my family murdered and a woman. She was a strange woman though, she wasn't from here I knew. Inside it almost feels as if I know her.

I stopped writing I didn't want to think about what I had saw anymore. I broke myself away and returned to the bed. The night seemed forever lasting. I laid in bed trying not to fall asleep. I stared at the canopy on top of the bed. The fire was dying down now and the room began to grow dark once again. My eyes began to adjust to the unusual darkness surrounding me now. I felt scared now, I didn't want to fall asleep as if I were some foolish child. I just didn't want to think or see those images ever again. Morning came soon. I began to hear people busily cleaning and preparing the large breakfast. I sat up tired. I hadn't even changed out of my ball gown. I dressed myself and walked down stairs. My family was already sitting around the table chatting away. I still was ignoring my father but I pretended that I didn't know. I sat down on the other side of the large table across form my brother. Neither of us batted an eye or said a word to either one. After breakfast I decided to leave the manor for a while. As I walked along the path that lead to the green house a small cool breeze blew. I walked on and on for what seemed like forever. I looked up at the sky. The sky was a dark grey and the trees swayed with the wind. I walked on toward the greenhouse for a distance. I reached the greenhouse and stood inside looking at the sky. It looked as if it were to pour. I then looked around the greenhouse to see if anyone was here. I saw no one in my sight. I then felt relived. Now I could be alone with my thoughts. I sat down and started thinking about everything, but only one thought came to my mind. I wanted to kill my brother. I had to now, it wasn't a matter of wants anymore. I stayed until it began to pour outside. I reached the manor soaking wet. Before I went inside I went around to the side of the house and into the surrounding forest. I had hid the ax here. I went to the spot and started to unearth the ax form the mud now. I grabbed the ax and ran toward the manor trying to hide it. I walked inside to see no one in the foyer. I put the ax in between my arm and walked up to my room. I placed the ax inside of the chest that sat at the end of my bed. I looked over at myself in the mirror to see a horrible mess. I was soaking wet with mud covering my dress and my hands. I them went to go wash up. I finished cleaning myself up and walked downstairs. I had went into the main parlor to find my mother sitting alone looking out the window. I sat down on one of the couches in the room. I had asked her then where my brother had been and father. She had said my brother had went to visit Stella and my father was in his parlor. He was gone, it couldn't have been done today. I left the room to be by myself. I walked into the library and looked out the window. I had spent the rest of the day inside the library just watching the rain fall against the manor. Night had come shortly and I left the library and climbed the stairs up to my room. I prepared myself for bed but stopped. What if I had those visions again. I became worried, I didn't want to see something that horrible again. I climbed underneath the covers and laid there. I resisted the urge to sleep, I just couldn't fall asleep. I knew I couldn't go on like this forever. I then closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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I opened my eyes to darkness this time. I couldn't see anything here. I fumbled around looking for a light. In the corner of my eye a light flickered. A small candle placed on a side table lit the area dimly. The room was a dark red hallway with many portraits of people mostly the deceased filled the walls. I picked up the candle and looked around. The hallway seemed to go on forever in the darkness. I began to walk into the darkness. The hallway never seemed to change while I walked. The farther I got a light became brighter. I slowly walked toward the light. When I reached the source there was a door slightly ajar spilling out the light into the hallway. The crack in the door wasn't wide enough to see what was behind it. I then heard a faint scream. I dropped the candle and grasped the door and ran inside.

I then woke up, breathless again. I didn't see anything more then a light when I walked in. It seemed like a blur now, almost like it just hadn't happened.

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Today was the day it was to be done. I got dressed and grabbed the ax. I walked downstairs to the foyer and waited for him to come. He had then come into the foyer. I stopped him and got up from my position an held the ax behind my back. I walked up to him and asked him where he had planed on leaving to. He told me I shouldn't know and pushed me aside. I then said to him "hope she won't be mean". He then turned around and pushed me into a table. I had dropped the ax then causing him to notice.

"You, you want to kill me don't you?" He then raced to grab the ax.

I had grabbed the ax before he could manage to reach it. I began to swing it at him missing. I then screamed at him "Im going to put an end to you". I then swung the ax right into his back. He instantly fell to the cold hard marble floor. I stood back trying to catch my breath and realized what had just happened. A pool of blood then formed underneath the body. I bent down to grab the ax. The ax was covered in his blood and I was to. I knew I had to act fast before the word was spread. I had planned on making it look as if he were murdered. I placed the ax by the body and sat down by him and screamed. Mother and father were followed by his visiting guests. They were all shocked and stunned. The blood now had covered my dress. My mother started to cry an sat down by me trying to help if she thought she could. My father had told the slaves to get the constable here instantly. It was done now, finally the bastard got what he deserved. I knew now things would be different, that things would change but for the worse. If anyone were to find out I would have to kill them even if they were an innocent. I knew that would hurt me inside but I couldn't find the sadness in this. No matter what I thought could happen, no matter how horrible it was I just couldn't find a place in my heart for him. I had changed now, I knew for good. I had killed my brother, I was a murderer and this was a secret I would keep forever no matter what were to happen to me.

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