The Unsolved Mystery #Wattys2019

Chapter Seventeen - Pain

"This inhuman place makes human monsters."
― Stephen King,

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Alcohol had taken charge of George' mind and he had forgotten the present scenario.

"You should have known me, Alice. You were my Princessca. I don't like when someone snatches things l like, in other words, what is mine" He said.

Amyraah didn't know what the hell was he rambling. She pushed him with all the might she had in one hand but he didn't budge.

George took the knife which, moments earlier, Amyraah was struggling to take; and traced her body with knife. Amyraah choked on her own saliva. He had already slit my hand; what was next target? My neck?
But he did something else, which Amyraah hadn't expected, something worse. He had ripped the clothes she was wearing with the help of knife, as he said, "Alice you will always be my property"

And then everything finished as George eyed her as his prey while Amayraah begged him for mercy. He didn't listen to any of her cries. He did what he wanted, he gave the punishment to Amayraah considering her Alice.

Pain that's all Amayraah felt. Amayraah was in shock wondering what had happened with her. She wished it was a dream and everything turns normal when she opened her eyes. Her life was motionless. Amayraah didn't know when her heavy eyelids closed with that one wish, to die after he had raped her!

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The sunlight came in her eyes and her eyes flew open woke. She was covered with a duvet, her hands and legs were free. Bandage was applied on her hand he had slit. She wished all that was dream but alas! Her body and mind both had given up!

The clicking sound of door was heard. Caroline sat besides her.

"I am sorry Amayraah, please say something. Get up please" She said. Her voice was trembling. I wanted to cry, shout, scream but my mind had given up. I was broken and hurt deeply. My tears had dried.

A lady entered the room. Amayraah recognized her as Caroline's mother. "Give her some time, Caroline. Let her rest" she said. Giving her one last glance they left. Amayraah was alone, all alone. She had lost everything that day. She didn't wish to live, not anymore, she was waiting for death to come to her so that the torture ends. Life had changed because of one mistake, coming to black hill.

Caroline's mother came in the room after some time. "Keep the food on table, Elena and you Maria keep the clothes on bed, and you two can leave" she heard. The door was shut and there was pin drop silence.

"The thing happened with you was wrong. But believe me George will get it's punishment. Trust God, everyone gets punishment for the wrongs and sins one has committed" she said.

How could I even trust God? If God was with me, I wasn't there tied. I would not have lost my freedom and virginity without my wish. Did God even exist? If he did, why would he not save me from the clutches of crimes happened on me.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted. "Are you even listening to me, you young girl? Get up for once. You can't lose. You have to find your friends. You still have well wishers praying to God for your safety. For the sake of God, young lady, say something. Do you even realize I am a Queen talking to you?" Victoria said.

Amayraah pondered upon what she said. She interpreted her words wisely. She took some breaths forcing her mind to calm down and think.

"Do you hate George for what he has done to me?" She asked without an ounce of fear. The worst had already happened with her.

Victoria was taken aback by her question but she masked her face. She took a long breath before answering Amayraah's question. Her reply had made it more interesting. "I neither hate George nor love him" she further continued, "And I don't even care about him"
Her last sentence made Amayraah look into her eyes to find if the royal queen was lying.

"Why?"

"I can't tell you that. Well eat food and get up, you have a right to live your life so get up. Save your brother and your friends and go from here. Go to your family. The history of this family is complicated" Victoria said her.

"Will you help me to escape from here, Your Highness?"

Victoria massaged her forehead as soon as she realized Amayraah was asking her help. "I am in the bound of rules. I can't help you to escape but I know the place and I can help you to reach that place where I think your friends would be" She said.

Amayraah's eyes twinkled in amusement as she found a ray of hope. She sat up straight on bed covering her body with the duvet.

"Thank you so much your Highness. I really don't know how to thank you. I am at loss of words"

"Young Lady, it's okay. Jasmine is really lucky to have you. I will take a leave now" Victoria said smiling.

"Wait. Your Highness, How do you know my mother, Jasmine?" Amayraah was more confused. She had neither told George nor Victoria about her parents. How did the Queen knew her mother?

"Um, you told us your mother's name during breakfast in morning" Victoria said and walked away.

Amayraah sat puzzled. She hadn't said anything about her parents as her brain hammered the questions, how would Victoria guess my mother's name? Why will a royal member would help an ordinary girl like me? Why would Victoria go against George?

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