Black Rose

2

My imagination became my strongest and only companion, I'd often picture what the world outside was like. The urge to feel the sun on my face and grass on my feet became so vital with each passing day, I wasn't sure just how long I could keep this up. I felt so angry! I had so many questions, why was I being treated like a wild animal by my own father!?

Hours later, I heard some footsteps coming from upstairs. I wondered what the occasion was, so I sat quietly on the floor trying as best as I could to listen to any conversation that might take place. " This is quite a place you've got here " a male with a thick Italian accent spoke. Mr parker's response was really low. There was alot of whispering, it sounded like a small disagreement. " You're changing your price, this isn't the amount we agreed on! " a woman who also had a thick Italian accent retorted.

I wondered what Mr Parker was trying to sell, maybe he finally got tired of our little apartment and had decided to sell it. But what would this mean for me? Will I finally be set free? Will he take me wherever he decides to go and lock me up again? Or will he leave me here? I had so many questions bursting through me. Fear and anxiety consumed my mind all at once. In a few moments I was able to calm myself down inorder to listen to the rest of the conversation.

" Yes I know I'm changing my mind at the last minute but bare in mind that you're taking the very last thing I own, and you'll gain alot more from this business deal of ours than I will ".

Silence took over the place, I don't know why I had a knot in my chest. All of a sudden the aura in the air had changed, I felt a shiver run down my spine. I tried to swallow the bad feeling that was quickly building up inside me but somehow it just wouldn't go away!

" Fine. Fifty thousand dollars it is ." In that moment I knew he wasn't selling the house, fifty thousand dollars wasn't worth this house. If the basement of the house was quite a reasonably large room then the entire place had to cost far more than the price on the table. I tried so hard to wrap my brain around what he could be selling out, he didn't seem to own any valuable items judging from the fact that he'd always complain absent mindedly to me over not having enough money all the time and how he had sold almost every single thing in the house but was still owing so many people large amounts of money.

Then all of a sudden, a thought crept into my mind. I dared not to reach out for it. I tried to let it sink into the darkest abyss of my brain but it just kept on resurfacing, till it was no longer undeniable. ' WHAT IF HE IS SELLING.....ME? ' No no he wouldn't go that far, would he? But deep down I knew he would. He has never shown me any form of affection what so ever. He would always mention over and over again just how much he wanted to finally get rid of me. And it looks like he was finally getting his chance to do so. How dare he?! Hot boiling tears poured out, feeling almost as though they could burn my skin. I felt a lump in my throat, and somehow I felt a strength I have never ever felt before in my entire life.

I listened in quietly as adrenaline now ran through my body like a wild fire. " We'll be back tomorrow, everything better be ready by then and let's hope she'll be worth every penny ", the man's tone sounded threatening. " I'll be back tomorrow evening to pick up my lovely little package ". I then heard what I assumed to be the front door shut.

The whole thing made my stomach turn, how despicable! There were no words to place my current emotions. I felt a certain kind of heat I've never felt before. My whole body began to feel like it had been set ablaze, the feeling was quite peculiar. Something was building up deep inside me, something that so badly wanted to take over. The feeling was strange but yet so familiar. I couldn't take the agonising pain anymore, I began to scream on top of my lungs.

A few moments later, the basement door burst open. Mr. Parker came rushing in holding an axe " it's happening again!! ", his voice was filled with so much fear. " Help me " my voice was barely audible. " I should have put a stop to this years ago " with these words he charged at me holding the axe firmly in his hands. Then suddenly, everything turned black.

A/N I hope y'all are enjoying the story so far 🤗🤗😘 xoxo