Diana

Q OF H

Day in and day. She crys, cuts and screams. All due to him. And her own mind. Diana is a poor girl. Who was cursed with more then anyone should ever be. She spends all of her time. Locked in her room. Crying and listening to loud music. She'd be no where without her boys. 

"Diana!" She hears his demon voice ring through the halls. She shivers and climbs out of bed. What is it now? How many bruises will she end up with? How many cuts? All these thoughts ran through her head as she stumbled down the stairs. She pulls on her sweater sleeve as she walks up to him. He's already been drinking this morning. 

"Y-yes sir?" She whimpers. He glares at her. 

"Go make me breakfast." He says, his speech slurring. She lets out a small peep as he swipes at her, missing. And then shuffles off into the kitchen. She gets to work. Quickly whipping together a breakfast for him. She wont be eating. She never does. But he doesn't notice. Or maybe he does. But just doesn't care. She puts it on his tray and carries it quickly to him. He eyes the food and then nods in approval. He begins to shovel food into his mouth. She rushes back to her room to get ready for the day. She gathers her clothes for her shower. She takes it quickly. She had to be ready for him when he called. Otherwise. He'd come to her room. She didn't want that again. She finally just taped her favorite poster back together. Showered dressed and ready just as he was screaming for her again. 

"Take the tray back and bring me another bottle." He growled. She glanced over at the still half full bottle next to him. 

"B-but... You still have one that's half full..." She whispered. His eyes widen and he stood quickly. 

"Did I ask you to question me? No. I asked for my other bottle you little b***h!" He screamed as he smacked her hard against the face. She began to cry. She placed her hand on her cheek and rushed to go get it. She handed it to him and back to room. The tears burned in the new cut on her cheek. His ring always did damage. She turned on her favorite album and grabbed her razor and went to the bathroom to clean up her face. She patches up her face and sits on the floor ready to bloody herself. 

Diana... 

She could have sworn she read someone say her name. But it sounded like her. Mom. No... She's been dead for two years. 

Diana sweetie. You know your better then this. You will be rescued soon. Just hold on my dear.

It was her mom. What did she say? She was getting out? How, she still had two years. 

"Mom? Mom!" She cried out. She wanted her back so badly. She was the only good thing she really had close to her. But she was taken from her. Because of his drunken mistake. Her father. Was long gone. Died when she was ten. Suicide. She was alone in this world. No one to comfort her. No one to run to. No one to help. She was ready to end it. Go to her parents. Where she needed to be. She let out a loud scream and started to cry. She reached for her blade again and was about to rip into her skin until she bled out, when she heard a small taping on her window. She turned and saw a white bird. It had something in it's beak. It looked like an envelope. She opened her window and offered the bird a seed. It dropped the letter into her head and took the food happily. After a few head pets it flew away. 

She studied the letter and pull the wax seal open. She pulled out a folded piece of paper and a playing card. The Queen of Hearts. 

Dearest Queen,

Your time has come to play. I hope your ready. The game is about to begin. Pack your things and come to the square at 2:30 tomorrow. There will be a bus waiting. 

-TT 

Reviews

[Neshie]

This is really well done sis!

[Kitten]

Thanks. I tried.