The Lady's Game (Completed)

16 - Break In

Chapter 16

I arrive, panting, in front of the large, wooden door of the Inn. I shove the door open with my shoulder and stumble into the small, poorly-lit room with benches and tables cramped into every square inch. I sweep the room with a glance of my eyes until they land on a motionless heap sprawled on a table. I run to the table and shake the figure violently.

'Sir!' I call urgently. He raises his head and fixes me blurry, blood-shot eyes.

'The 'ell do yer want, yer bloody skank?' he grumbles, dropping his head back onto the table.

'Aunt Maria's gonna die!' I gasp, shaking him, 'I need money to get a doctor.'

His head snaps up and his hand darts out and grabs my wrist. He digs his nails into my flesh and I wince.

'Get the 'ell away from me,' he hisses, 'an' if that bitch is dyin', all I'm gonna say is thank God.'

I gasp, my eyes widening. 'You heartless monster!' I cry, tearing my wrist away from his grip. 'You goddamn devil! I hate you! I hope you burn in hell-' I cry out as he grabs my hair and drags himself up before pulling me roughly towards the door while shaving absolutly no pity on my hair.

'She's gonna die!' I scream, kicking wildly, 'it's all your bloody fault! She's gonna-!'

He spins around and brings his hand down hard, slapping me so hard my head flies to the side and a ear-spintering snap echoes around the small inn. I try to shake my head slightly to get rid of the blind spots clouding my vision.

I reach up and bite down hard on his thumb.

He lets out a throaty cry and snatches his hand away from my hair. I fall to the floor quickly roll away from his attacking foot. His hand tries to hit my face but I roll under a table before sliding out the other way and snapping my face up to see where he is. I feel adrenaline pumping through my veins - my muscles tense and I feel my mind clearing.

In his drunken state, he barrels through people and tables alike as he tries to get me. I jump out of the way easily whiles I try to reason with him.

'Uncle, she needs help!' I cry as I jump from a bench to a neighbouring table. 'She's going to die!' He lunges to catch me and I leaponto a bench nimbly before jumping to the floor.

'She's your wife, sir!' I urge, sliding to the right as he sends a short stool past my head. 'Don't you care!?'

'Shut up!' he roars, grabbing a mug of beer and throwing it blindly. It hits the wall behind me and step away from the sticky mess. I realise that all the people in the Inn, who were watching in amusement, now scramble to get away from my crazy uncle.

I start to shake with rage. How could someone be so heartless? I settle my red hot gaze on him, feeling my bubbling anger spread within me.

'Fine,' I spit out, spinning on my heels and yanking the door open. 'Rot in hell.' I slam the door behind me just as I hear something breaking and loud protests coming from several men. I walk a little before I collapse against a wall and bury my head in my hands.

What now?

I dig my fingers in my hair before exhaling in fustration.

'Som'in wrong?' asks a voice in front of me. My head snaps up and I automatically clench my fists. I recognize the boy from earlier.

'I don't think I told yer ma name,' he continues, stepping out the shadows.

'That's probably 'cause I don't want to know it,' I snap, feeling the stress affect me.