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Prologue


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Numb, numb is all i feel as i leave the school doors starting my walk home. My fingers and toes already becoming numb as i walk.

I shiver as i walk down the sidewalk, coming from a long day of school. I don't have much on but a jacket and some jeans.

As i near towards my house i slow down. I rather stay out in the cold then come in contact with my father today. My body was already scarred and bruised from years of beatings.

I walk up to my door and twist the key in the key hole slowly. I open the door and walk in looking for my father. I hear him grunt and get up from the couch.

"Rosalie were the hell were you"! I cringe at him saying my whole name. He knows i don't like being called Rosalie because of my mother.

His fist connects with my stomach and i groan in pain. Another hit to the face knocks the wind out of me. "Please father stop". "What did i say about talking back Rose"!

He throws kicks and punches. I sob in pain from the harsh impacts. He steps on my wrist and i hear a sickening crack. I scream in pain letting my tears spill out like a waterfall. 

He leaves me on the floor crying as he leaves the house. I limp to my room and lay on my bed. "My mother was right. I was a mistake on this earth". I cry my myself to sleep. The nightmares waiting for me once i close my eyes. 

                           Dream

"Mommy, mommy", little Rose whines. "Im hungry". Rose mother grips her arm tightly pulling her towards the house. "Ow mommy"! "Im leaving, Rose mother Rosemary says. "Nonsense you can't leave! Rose fathers voice booms through the whole house. "Well I'm leaving"! "Mommy please don't go please"! Rose turns around and her fathers hand connects with her cheek. "This is all your fault"!

~ end of dream~

A strong arm pulls me u from my bed. "Why the fuck are you sleep"! I gulp and look down. "Sorry", i whisper. "Now go make sure the house is spotless i have company coming over. When they come you stay put in your room". I nod and start going down the stairs.

I make sure everything is spotless in the kitchen. Making sure the kitchen floor is squeaky clean and the counters are clean. I hear the doorbell ring and i rush to my room locking the door behind me.

"I finally have time to take a shower". I slip my jeans off and then my jacket. I look down at my bruised, purple wrist. I sigh and take my undergarments off, stepping into the shower.

I let the water wash away all my thoughts. All of the pain. I let my tears flow with the water down the drain. I wash my dark brown hair and get out. I change into my long sleeve shirt with my pajama pants.

I climb into bed pulling the covers up to me. letting the warmth of the covers pull me into another sleep filled with nightmares.

***

My nightmare seems so real. As if it was happening in real life. I seemed to be so much in a deep sleep that I didn't notice I was being carried. I opened my eyes and they met with red ones. I tried screaming but i was knocked out just by a punch to the face.

Waking up again I'm blindfolded. My hands are tied. I shiver from the lack of clothing on me. All i have on is my pajamas. I feel other presences in the truck were i am. The truck comes to a complete spot.

Someone rips of my blindfold revealing the scene in front of me. At least six other girls are in the vehicle with me. They all have scared looks on their faces including me.

"What have i done to be put into this situation?" One by one the pale men with red eyes pull us out. "Line up"! I hold in my scream from the snow under my bare feet already numbing them. "Come on faster"! "I end up in the back starring ahead trying to get a glimpse of what is in front.

"Don't talk unless told. Keep your head down always." Thats no problem to me. Its just like at home".

"Majesty". I feel the power of this person walking towards us. "You can choose any one. The rest we will just erase there memories and send them back. Unless you want them killed your majesty".

"Kill her"! He points to the girl in front who was not paying attention to anything. "Now which one of you will be my personal slave?" "Slave"? He walks to the front of the line saying "no" to each girl in front of me. I keep my head down as i see his black combat boots step right in front of me.

"I choose her".

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