Chapter 5

I breathe heavily and lean up. Sitting up I rub my face. ‘Thank you whoever is at the door.’ I look at the lock on my wrist. It's an old locking mechanism, easily broken out of. I look around the bed and the drawers in my reach. Bingo, I found a hair pin. I quickly go at the lock and it takes me longer then usual, since I'm so out of practice. I quickly launch off the bed and check the rest of the room. Nothing to escape with, I look out the door carefully left then right. I see nothing just as I hear him stomping up the stares and a girl screaming.

I rush back into the room and launch myself back onto the bed and lock myself in again, hiding the bobby pin in between the mattresses. I sit on the bed as he comes through the door with a girl dragging behind him. She’s kicking and screaming as he drags her by her arm. He shackles her to the wall were I had been as she begins to cry. Her lean yet tall body hanging on the wall. Her pink sweater is ripped and her pants are stained as there are smudges on her face. Her yellow eyes are filled with sorrow. He looks at her then walks over to me.

“Sorry it took so long. I think she’s very pretty and has potential but she no you.” He strokes my cheek as I glare at him. “I’m sorry my Bella but…”

“Don’t call me that. Ever!” I growl at him.

His head jerks back as he sneers and booms “You are in no position to tell me what to call you.”

“No, I meant don’t you think you could come up with something better.” I say sweetly trying to calm him down.

“Oh, well I’ll have to think about it. I’m sorry but I have to take care of some business and I wont be back for a couple of days.” He coos in my ear. “I’m willing to unshackle you if you behave and your here when I return.” He grins.

“Fine.” I snap.

He smiles and unlocks my cuff. He gives me a quick kiss on the neck and walks out of the room. I hear the lock turn as the heavy door isn’t going anywhere. I rub my wrist as I look over to the girl. I grab the pin from the mattress and walk over to the girl. I look at her as she cries for me to help her.

“First crying isn’t going to help, so just take deep breathes and calm down for me ok.”She nods as she tries to calm herself as I begin to work on the right chain and then the left.

“What is your name? And why are you here?”

Sniffling she replies “My name is Sariel. I was brought here to pay off a debt my father owes to Darius.”

“What are you?”

“I am a Darkness.”

“Do you need a shower. I know I do.” I smile at her.

“Yes that would be great.” She smiles back.

I show her to the bathroom as she takes her cloths off and I fill the tub with water as she steps into the shower. I clean my arms and my face in the tub as she does her thing in the shower. I then wash her clothing and then mine as she dries off.

“You’re not going to get into trouble for helping me are you?”

“Probably, but I can take whatever he throws at me. He won’t kill me anytime soon he loves me too much.” I say that last part shivering.

“I just don’t want to get you into trouble.” She frowns.

“Listen I don’t know if I’ll be able to save you. Don’t be scared I’m just saying. I’ll do my best though. Just stay strong and don’t show your fear.” I tell her sternly.

“Come on let’s go back into the room and see if we can’t find someone to get us some food.” We both head out.

I scan the room and walk over to the table. I sit down as she looks around the room. Someone knocks on the door as she hurries to the wall and straps herself in again as I answer the door.

“Yes.”

“Miss, would you like something to eat?”

“Yes I would. I would love something to eat. I am really really hungry.”

“Alright, I shall bring up something to eat.” I hear steps leading away from the door.

“Don’t worry I’m sure there’ll be enough for the both of us.” I smile at Sariel.

“Thank you.”

“It's no problem.”

It stays quiet for a while as we get bored and I decide to teach her a couple of self defense moves just in case she has to use them. The food finally arrives as it's enough to feed an army. The butler looks at me in sorrow as I look at him in pity.

“What is your name servant?”

“My name is Zero Ma’am.”

“Do you really like working for Darius?”

“Yes. Miss I do. He really is a great man underneath all that garbage. He’s just jaded.”

“How old are you? You don’t look much older then he is?”

“I am actually younger then he is but it fazes me not.”

“Well don’t pity me. He’ll get his.” I look back at the food.

“I do not pity you miss.”

“Then don’t look at me like you do.”

With that he turns and walks away. He locks the door back and shuffles away from the door.

As Sariel and I dig into the food we talk about growing up and how our lives are now. I notice she twirls her fire red hair on her fingers when she has nothing to say and she shakes her leg out of nervous habit as we laugh and get to know each other easily.