The Blood Red Rose

Chapter 16

Notes:
Last update of the year! Happy New Year y'all!

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Aaron stared at Thomas Jefferson, who was still leaning on the doorway.

"What is it you want?" Aaron asked, standing protectively in front of his sister.

"I do hate to interrupt," Jefferson drawled. "But I'm afraid your sister needs to come with me."

"What? Why?"

Jefferson's grin widened. "There have been quite a few complaints about your sister's very erratic behavior. It has been deemed that she is a threat to our town."

"What?" Aaron exclaimed. "Sally's never harmed anyone!"

"Not yet." Jefferson said, walking into the room. "However, someone who rambles about beasts who have kidnapped her brother, are certainly not mentally sound enough. Miss Sally requires some assistance. My hospital can provide that." Jefferson's grin turned wicked. "You understand right? I only have the town's best interest in mind."

"That's bullshit and you know it!" Aaron said, glaring at the purple clad man. "You know as well as I do that Sally is no threat!"

"She tried to convince a tavern of hunters and men to attack a beast that does not exist!" Jefferson said. "The best thing for her right now is to receive the help she needs."

"She doesn't need any-"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jefferson walked over and shoved him out of the way before grabbing Sally.

"Let me go you magenta freak!" She shrieked when he lifted her over his shoulder and began to carry her out.

"Now, now Sally." Jefferson cooed mockingly. "Fighting me will only make the trip more difficult. If you prove to be too much to handle, we will have to take more extreme measures. You wouldn't want your darling brother to see that, now would you?"

Sally tensed and glared at Jefferson, but she stopped struggling.

"Hey wait!" Aaron cried, running after them. "Stop!"

He scrambled after them, but they were already out the door.

"Hey!" He tried to grab Jefferson's wrist, but stumbled and nearly fell. He looked up and his eyes widened when he saw all the villagers in town surrounding the house.

His eyes zeroed in on one George King, who was standing near the carriage that was to take Sally away.

"You!" He growled.

"Hello my darling Aaron." George said with a smirk.

"You're responsible for this!" Aaron was furious.

"My dear," George said. "Sally did this to herself."

"She's not crazy!" Aaron insisted. He turned to Jefferson, who was still carrying Sally. "Please, you can't take her!" Aaron pleaded.

"Not crazy?" Seabury scoffed. "Your sister was ranting and raving about some horrible beast named Alexander Hamilton, who had supposedly kidnapped you!"

"Samuel is correct." George said and Seabury not so subtly swooned. "Your sister has always been strange, but this takes the cake! She is clearly a danger to our town."

"Yeah!" To Aaron's horror, the villagers all around him began to nod and say yes.

"You... You can't do this!" He cried.

Jefferson smirked. "I'm rich. I can do what I want."

"My poor Aaron." George tutted, walking over. Aaron took a step back, eyeing the man. "You're going to be all alone now. It is such a shame it had to turn out this way."