Royals

Chapter 17; rachel

"Your turn Rachel." Annie says. I still look out the window. Hoping someone will come and take me back. It had been about two months since we were brought here. I still hated it.
   Annie tapped my shoulder, "Rachel are you playing cards or not?"
   "What?" I turn my body back to them.
   "Are you playing cards or not?" Annie repeats.
"Oh right um sorry but no. I think I need some air." I say standing up.
   "Fine. Lily!! Come play cards." Annie yells upstairs.
   "Busy!" Lily calls.
  "I'll play." Emmett says sitting down in my seat. I move towards the door and leave.
    The wind blows my hair. It was quiet here. To bad there wasn't anyone my age. Nor was there really kids. I felt like such a loner. Sometimes, well more like all the time...I wish I could just go visit Izze, Collin and Adrianna. But I couldn't. Couldn't leave even just to visit. It was like being in prison.
    "Hey." A voice said, as a hand ruffled my hair. I turned to see Sean. I think he might have grown.
  "Oh hey." I say back now looking at the road.
  "Look I know you miss them, but we can't see them." He says.
    I get up and start walking.
  "Where are you going?" He calls trying to catch up to me.
   When he does I answer, "Getting away from you."
   "Why me?"
  "Because you have your family! I don't and I'm so alone all the time! I can't even go visit some relatives of mine cause if these stupid rules that make you feel like you're in prison!!" I say throwing my arms in the air.
   Sean stepped back, "Ok, I'm sorry..." He walked away back to the house. I sighed and turned back to the house myself.
    We had just eaten dinner and it was really late at night. I grabbed my bag and packed all my stuff. When my stuff was together I tip toed down stairs. I grabbed the knob but was stopped by a voice.
   "Rachel?" A voice said.
I turn to see Lily. "Oh hi Lily."
  "Where are you going?"
   I put my hands on her shoulders, "back to where I should be which is not here. If you don't understand, in the morning ask Sean. He'll know."
   Just like that I was out the door. I made it out of the village so quickly, I would soon be at the castle. Where I wanted to be forever.
    I stay within the trees lining the gravel road. It was getting darker and colder. My arms shivered. I grabbed my bag and pulled out a wool blanket. My eyes shift to spot a nice big tree to lay under until morning.
   

   Later on after god knows how long I slept, I squint to see the sunrise over the trees. Stretching, I get up and gather my stuff. I'd be be there soon. When my things are together I start walking.
   Bark bark!

    I turn on my heel and look around. I stop to see a tiny dog. "Awww hey there."
    When I go to pet it, it growls and starts barking. I'm sure anyone from miles away could hear it. I kept trying to get the dog to be quiet, but she wouldn't. I realize how close she is and she has a collar. It read, Owner of King  William....
    I gasp, it couldn't be....
 
  "Oh but it could be." A voice said. I turn around to see the man of I'm sure all our nightmares. 
    I back up, shaking. "what do you want?"
  "I noticed you found my little friend." He says nodding at the dog. I back up again, "And she's found one of the many I'm going to have soon again."
   "What?" I asked confused. Then a bag was put over top of me. I scream but no one hears me. My body was thrown into something and all I felt was Thud. Thud. Thud, thud, thud.
     After a long time I was carried into I'm guessing his kingdom where we found my aunt. Then I was harshly pushed down into a chair and strapped in. The bag was removed. . My eyes adjusted to the empty room. I looked down to see the chair that I was in, and then I looked up, right, left and then in front of me I saw him, I hated him. Not as much as I hate his son.
   "What do you want with me?" I yell.
  "When you're ready." He answers.
   "I'm ready. Now tell me what you want." I say.
  "To use you" He says smiling.
  "For what?" I ask. Although I had an idea..
"obviously to get my son back." He answers chuckling.
   "So if I help you—" He cuts me off.
  "If is not a choice, you will." He says stepping closer.
   "Fine I help you, get your son back and then you let me go." I ask, basically pleading. I felt tears stinging my eyes waiting to get out.
    "Yes." He answers. I sighed in relief.
   "But then why are we here?" I ask.
  "You need to stop asking questions." He answers sternly. "We will get him in all good time, just wait...."
    This waiting thing was not going to be good, I could tell. After that, he left me all alone. Nothing to do until someone came in and untied me.
   It was a girl. Surprisingly none of William's evil muscular guards. The girl who untied me and then sadly handcuffed me, had Brownish redish hair pulled back into a messy bun. She whistled and sure enough, what I thought would've came, came. Two muscular men stand me up and drag me. Walking on either side of me. I glance back and see pain in her eyes. She mouths, "I'm sorry" and looks away.
    We walk through the halls, up some stairs and then halt in front of a door. The one man on my left opens it and pushes me in. Making me slide to the floor, I turn around and look at them.
    "This is your room. You must stay here, if you need to use the bathroom or whatever there's a bathroom over there." The guy says in his deep voice pointing to the bathroom. I follow his finger and then quickly look back at them. That's when I notice they don't seem so scary nor big. Just tall, maybe around 17 and really muscular.
   "What about clothing and food?" I ask concerned.
   "Clothes in closet and King William feeds you when he wants to." The other guy says smirking.
   I stand up and cross my arms, "What's so funny?"
   "Nothing. You just really are needy." The guy said who was smirking at me.
    "Well you're leading a terrible life and should be ashamed." I say still crossing my arms trying to be equally as tough.
    The other one whispers to the guy still staring at me. He grins and shuts the door. Leaving me trapped and alone.

   It must have seemed like forever before I totally lost it. Usually I'm so not that kind of person to lose it, but I'm being held captive by an insane jerk!!!
    I repeatedly bang on the door. Just hoping Collin, Izze, Adrianna, Uncle Sebastian, Aunt Lizzy or even Sean would come. Sean.
   Just thinking about him made me feel guilty. I was angry and upset. I left him at the village. Even though I'm sure he isn't looking for me. Why would he? Sean has his family back. I have no one but my aunt, uncle and cousin's.
     Just when I go to bang again, the door opens and the girl who tied me up stands there.
    "Oh hi." I say sheepishly.
   "Hello, your grace." She bows and walks in with a tray.
   I follow her, "This is a mistake. I'm not royalty and definitely not fit to be called that." I pause, "Especially being locked up in here..." I say gesturing the room.
    She puts the tray down and looks at me, "Forgive me Rachel. I do want to help bu—"
    I cut her off, "No! Everyone just wants to help me out because of how young I am. I may not seem tough because of my age, but I'm capable of getting out on my own!"
    "Wow." A voice says chuckling. I turn to the door and glare at the boy.
    "What do you want?" I spit out.
   "Feisty little girl." He says smirking.
   That's it, I broke! I walk up to him and point a finger in his face. "Listen here, I don't care that you are about seventeen and I'm only thirteen. I will definitely punch you if you don't stop."
     "Well I'll be well prepared to face your meaningless punch." He smiles, "Also, you'll never get out. Unless you count the fact you will be leaving to do what he asks of you, tonight."
    "What?!?" I exclaim.
  "I'm going to go. Enjoy the soup." The girl says and scurries out.
     "You heard me." He says walking towards me, his arms crossed.
    "And you didn't tell me sooner?" I yell at him as if he's been one of my best friends. Which immediately makes me think of Sean. I look up at him and frown.
    "Awww if someone thinking about her boyfriend?" He asks teasing.
    "Shut up."
  "Fine. But I'll have you know I didn't want to interrupt your pathetic tantrum." He says before shutting me in my room.
     I stomp my foot and flop onto the bed. The smell of the soup overwhelmed me.
    I sigh, "Might as well eat while I'm alive."