When Agatha meets Edward: Love and War

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I waited for hours, but they never did return...

That night by myself, I cried tears of frustration...

I waited weeks, but they had nothing to say...

Thinking of their voice, I cried tears of loneliness...

I waited months, but they left no sign for me...

In the depths of my heart, I cried tears of despair...

That's when I knew I needed to be strong...

God eased their pain and broke my heart...

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Red hair, Lonely hair....Reminisces me of the one thing that took my soul away, since then, I've been dummy...Lifeless!, nothing more, nothing less....

I let the red hair flow freely down my empty shoulders, as I stare at my dead green eyes through the mirror....

Who are you?, I mumbled to my dead reflection, but yet again, there was no response as usual, I never did got any explanation, they all left and abandoned me..

They died and had peace, but I was the one who got killed. Am living, but yet again, am dead and pale...

Who'd remember, no one... I whispered, as I stared at the bloody cut mark across my neck, blankly, before slowly covering it up with my red hair, as the door swiftly opened without been knocked, Yet again.

Privacy?, it was nothing ever respected here, even if I was undressed, the door would still be opened.Eitherway I cared less, this life would still remain the awful curse I barely had to survive in.

What did I did wrong?, I wouldn't even wish this pathetic fate for my own enemy, it would really be too mild for them. Instead, I'll slowly, silently watch them bleed, I'll snatch every last smile away from them, just like they did to me....once upon a disaster.

They'd pay for the torture, pain and humiliation they caused. I swear to any god that's out there.

"What are you doing here?" I lashed out with every life in me, as my eyes slowly laid on the awful slender looking figure, standing in front of me with so much disdain, as I glared back at her.

"The previous one, brown hair, blue eyes, he..he's here again and this time for you" She whispered, as her eyes flew far away from mine

"Ma..madame w...wants y...you, Right now!" She stammered again, quickly vanished into thin air, before I could even have the chance to snap back at her.

But no, she was gone too, leaving me all alone to face the awful nightmare once again.

I was too young for this, but the two things I learnt in this life, was that age was just pure nothing and females was just another word for trash.

We were born to be used and thrown away, and I, I was no exception.Still I wouldn't ever let myself fall again, I wouldn't be a rag doll, not again.

I stared at my lifeless image yet again, before finally stepping out of the door, into the room filled with so many of them, the trash cans, as my eyes slowly met his. Finally.

Indeed, he was truly here again and it seems he brought that devilish grin of his yet again too, the same grin that always made my blood boil uncontrollably, was plastered right on his mischievous face.

I felt disgusted, but my face dare not show any emotion, all I did was kept on watching him trace his fifthly disgusting eyes on me from head to toe, staring lustfully, like the mad man that he is, causing the grin on his face to grow wider.

But still, all I did was stand still, as I kept trying to put up with the dead smile on my face, cause she, that witch from hell, Madam Renée kept on glaring at me stylishly, as her eyes kept on whispering "Smile".

Never because you wanted to, but to fetch her fifthly money, she gets from this Goddamn place, having young girls sleep with men twice their age, How delightful!.

I curse everything, the moment I first step foot in here, i wished I knew, if I did, I wouldn't have ever accepted her fake smile, as she brought the poor lonely fifthly girl from the gutters in, just like how any caring mother would do, except she was fake.

Deceived?, I have. If only I knew the world was cruel and people were goddamn selfish, I would have thought twice before making the biggest mistake so far.

But now, all I have is regrets, cause no matter how I had tried to run, I was always caught and ended here over and over again.

I don't want to hurt myself again, but I can't stop myself from going back to bitter memories, I had longed concluded, that I would never be able to get out of the past, I just wasn't capable.

Threatened was I, by that slut of a woman, if I ever dare step out of here ever again.

To think of it, why wouldn't she do that?, I don't think I would ever blame her. Young, lifeless girls were the best ones for fetching money, I wasn't an exception.

I curse the looks and youthfulness, I curse it all. Either way, this was bound to happen, it was a brothel after all, expect the unexpected...

A 22 year old maiden, forced to lay with a man over 50 years, Am guessing that's a blast.

My head became blank again, as I kept on staring at Madame Renée over and over again, with noting less than hatred, fuming right on my heart.

I felt deceived and worthless. Indeed everything had longed fallen apart....

I stood still, but got nothing right. Didn't last time teach anyone a lesson?. I arched my eyebrows, as I slowly drifted myself back to the old miserable memories, yet again.

It wasn't even up to a month now, still I can still remember it vividly, it still trapped in my memory.

It won't get out, it won't let me be, I guess it won't ever leave, it hunts me in the nights and she...yet that old hag did this to me.She caused it, and I died for the millionth time that day.

She invited a man, old enough to be in the ground by now, old enough to be dead, yet she called him over and like expected, I was the center of attraction, and it made her crossed all boundaries, to get what she wanted.

I was booked up with him by her, Sir William Bennett was his name. I can still remember vividly how my spiteful eyes stared hatefully at madame Renée's smiling ones, before she immediately locked me up with him, as the lights went off.

I enjoyed every bit of it, I swear I did. It was amusing how they all thought he was having all the fun in life, laying with a young lady like me, a young lady, young enough to be his granddaughter, but they all thought wrong.

The only one that smiled that night was me, as the farthest he could go was stripping off my blouse, nothing more, nothing less...

All that happened next was blood and I wasn't guilty of any, I enjoyed every bit of it. I enjoyed watching his blood flow.

After all he was bound to be dead, I just made it easier for him, It was defence, there was nothing else I could do

Either way, I regretted nothing, he chose that fate and deserved everything, I wasn't scared, neither do I have regrets.

I'd repeat it again, I swear I would, if it means I get to keep my virginity, if it means I get to be save from this cowardly brave monster sitting right in front of me, I swear I'll do it.

Even though Sir Willam's body was disposed immediately, in other to keep the image of her priced brothel, still she had the gut to repeat this goddamn bullshit again, she actually feared nothing.

Some guts woman, some guts....

"At least do smile for the nice gentleman" Her voiced echoed straight into my ears, as it brought me out of my misery

I could feel my eyes staring blankly at her face, before it slowly drifted at him once again, as my lips slowly parted to speak...

This time, am going to ruin you woman, I mumbled silently, as my eyes finally drifted to the brown hair man, with so much anger in my heart.

Enough was truly enough, not anymore, I could hear my mind practically screaming out to me, as my blood kept on bumbling...