Chapter 4 Her Mansion

"Why my prince, you look rather rattled. It's been long you saw someone die. Come forward" she says lovingly but yet in a creepy manner looking towards the crowd.

The children here are accustomed to silence as all I hear are my gasps, coughs, and the footsteps of the person she called.

"Rise," she says to me.

I want to rise but I still can't get my system and secondly, she can't boss me around. She should just kill me instead.

"I said rise! " she screams and I feel a tingle in my throat. For fear of repetition of the earlier occurrence, I place my palms on the ground and try to push myself up but I slam back into the ground as my entire body is still shaken.

"Help her up!" She orders. And instantly, two creatures appear beside me. They pull me to my feet and hold me up.

I fix my gaze on my dirty and bare feet. Blisters and bruises all over them. How am I not feeling those?

"Look at me." She commands me. I heard her loud and clear, there's no way anyone couldn't. But I chose to act like I didn't hear her and keep my gaze on my feet trying to steady my breath through my bloody air pipes.

"Look up! " she commands so solemnly I feel chills run down and up my spine.

I look up at her as many emotions run around in my head. I have only felt like this once in my life. How could I feel like this twice in a day!?.

"This is my prince, he is currently the most important child in My Mansion," she says as she places her hand on the shoulder of the brown-haired boy standing beside her.

He looks about my age but is taller than I am and also taller than this witch even. He keeps staring blankly at me. His gaze fixed unmoving from my face. An act that makes me slightly nervous. But I'm too busy trying to get my breathing back to normal to care.

"I just hope he doesn't mess it up," she says again. Tightening her grip on his shoulder. I was expecting a reaction from him, but he just stands still. His intense gaze still on me.

"So Sonia, my charming son here, would be the one to show you around your new home and teach you all you need to know about my mansion," she says to me as she glides gracefully towards me.

"Agreed Son!? " she asks the brown-haired boy whose gaze Is still on me, as she looks over her shoulder.

He remains silent but still won't take his eyes off me. His gaze so intense and smoldering, my bladder is threatening to burst. I've never felt so uncomfortable under anyone's gaze. Well maybe because Noone had ever had the nerve to stare so long and intensely at me.

"Now Sonia, you won't give my prince any troubles. Would you? " she asks as she takes hold of my chin in her hand and looks into my eyes.

Her creepy red eyes boring deeply into mine. It felt as though part of her was reaching into me to try to get something.

Suddenly she gasps and staggers back holding on to her stomach. The creatures all try to move towards her but she motions her hand towards them. Meaning they should stand back.

She looks up at me in shock but then replaces her priceless expression with a smile.

"Taking care of her won't be a problem" I hear a male voice speak.

I look over the witch only to find the brown-haired boy smirking widely at me.

His voice is so unique and heavily laced with a British accent. Oh no... He has an accent. So did the boy in the book!. I have been jinxed by Reading that book.

"Good" the white witch replies as she finally stands up straight.

"And tonight, we celebrate the welcoming of our new family member, Sonia with.. " she addresses the crowd of children before us as she moves forward. She keeps silent for a while as she smirks at the crowd. The room is suddenly submerged in dead silence.

Noone was speaking before, but now it seemed as though even breathing was a noise.

"Charles! " she finally screams.

A sudden whimper is heard from the crowd.

Two creatures from behind us ( the witch, me, and gaze boy) suddenly fly towards the crowd. Fly!!... They fly!! My life just became a Harry Potter movie!.

"Please, don't do this to me. Madre please stop them... I beg you please!! " a shrill and tiny male voice begins to cry from the crowd. The creatures then pull up a little red-haired boy from the crowd.

He looks about thirteen or twelve years old. His red hair scattered and his glasses not sitting properly on his nose.

"Madre, please... I'm sorry for offending you. I promise to change. Please don't do this to me. I would do just what you tell me... Stop pulling me!. Madre, please. Have mercy on me. Please! " the little boy begins to cry as he struggles in the creature's grip.

I look to my left at the witch only to find her staring blankly at the crowd like she is not hearing the child's plea. My eyes catch a glimpse of the brown-haired boy. His once expressionless face, now masked with pure sorrow.

I watch in horror as these creatures float across the room with the crying boy towards another huge door. What are they going to do with this poor child!?. I don't realize when a tear slides down my face.

The little child keeps crying and begging till he is taken into the next room. His cries are heard for a few more seconds till his voice rises In a high pitch and then silence once again engulfs the room. How could she not melt at that child's pleas!?.

"Charles has gone to fulfill his purpose," she says smiling at the crowd.

"And tonight, we all feast! " she says again beaming with smiles.

She suddenly turns towards me and is met by my hateful glare.

"What is this dear? You're crying," she remarks as she wipes my tears off my face.

"Welcome to the family Sonia," she says as she takes hold of my shoulders.

"I have a feeling we would get along just fine," she says smiling at me.

"Take her back. She isn't hungry" she orders facing the creatures. My heart skipped a beat when I heard 'take her back, I thought she meant home. But I was wrong.

one of the creatures who were holding me up begins dragging me towards the door back through the way I came.

"Handle my daughter with care! " she screams at the creature and I feel its grip instantly lessen on my arm.

So much fear and obedience for this woman. What is this new game life is playing with me!?. As if Harry had not done enough harm to me this night, now I have to face this!

I hear the door slam shut behind me as I am ushered back through the same route that led to the room. I am a huge talker, but right now, it feels as though silence and I have been married a long time.

I walk in silence as tears begin to slid down my cheeks. What's going on? Would that little boy suffer because of my presence?

Soon enough, I am standing before the wooden door. Behind which lays the same room I woke up in a few moments ago.

The creature gently pushes me into the room and slams the door shut. I stand in the partial darkness looking into this room. A room I know nothing about. I don't even know its size. For all I care, there might even be creatures under the bed or in the dark.

I have always been scared of the dark. Today is officially the worst day of my life. Memories of earlier this night, memories from before I was abducted begin to flood my mind. Causing me to crash to the ground. My back resting on the door.

I miss my room, my stuffed bunny, my brothers, Mr. Jacob, I miss my home.

I begin to sweat and sharp pain takes over my arm as sweat runs over my newly acquired and hideous scar~from the burn.

I quickly draw my arm up to my lips and begin to blow a cold breeze on my scar. Hot tears escaping my eyes. I always took everything as a joke. But right now, my life seems like a horror movie.

My stomach begins to sting. My ulcer threatening to manifest anytime soon.

What is happening?.. Where am I?. Harry didn't do this. Thinking about him brings about fresh and bitter pain.

My crying is interrupted by a sudden sound from a dark corner of the room.

"Who's there!? "

Song for the moment; Freak by Doja Cat.