"N-NOOO!" I heard myself scream. that's odd... I'm sure I was decapitated how can I still shout? I looked to the wall where a mirror was, I saw myself. My lengthy blonde wavy and my blood-red eyes were there not to mention my creamy figure in a little white pajama dress with a red ribbon. I patted my face and looked up at the mirror again, I look younger than before. Maybe around 12? This shabby tiny room, mold growing in the corners and dust on every counter. I remember this hell, who wouldn't?
After being decapitated could it be I've been given a second chance? What's more important is- my thoughts were interrupted by numerous sudden knocks on the door. I quickly opened the door and saw Haise, I hugged him tightly and he hugged me back. Haise started weeping abruptly as he laid his head on my shoulder, I held back my tears and rubbed his back.
"What happened? Did those little pests hit you or anything? Did Marisa blame anything on you? Tell me!" I hastily shouted. Haise broke free from my clutch and wiped his tears, "N-No. I had a bad dream.." Haise was such a cutie at 8, I was taller by a bit but he was so nice, unfortunately, SHE had to spoil this sweet duration.
Red wavy hair, no doubt. Marisa kicked the wall behind the doorway, "What's wrong? Did you remember you were my toys?" She snickered. We both turned towards her, I put on a nasty glare while Haise looked down. "What a scary face Heime you may be older but who has authority over you guys? Keep it up we might just starve you! Oh, wait we do you crame!" Crame is a slang that means eats like a pig or homeless person.
Me and Haise's rooms are on the second floor, noticing that I snickered at her. I slowly walked up to her, Marisa slowly backing up to the downstairs. "Oh my! Marisa! Please watch your steps!!" I said out loud as I kicked her down, It was the downstairs it wouldn't sever her leg or anything, I grinned. Marisa shrieked loudly as her parents hurriedly went to the bottom of the stairs after hearing Marisa's wails. "Marisa! My baby! I said not to go up there where those polluted things are! Marisa! BABY CALL A DOCTOR!" Maria, Marisa's mom screamed at her husband.
I looked over at Haise who stared at them at the top of the stairs, he was shaking. "How could my sister do that! She tied to kill Lady Marisa!" He must be thinking. If only he knew what occurs later. The more I peered at Haise, I noticed something. He wasn't shaking out of fear... he was holding in his laughter? He had a nasty grin on his face and his eyes were filled with hatred. "She got what she deserved." He muttered then glanced at me.
Was baby Haise always this terrifying? I shuddered at the idea of it. Looking at Haise distracted me so much that I forgot the whole chaos right underneath them. "Heime! Heime! She pushed me! Mommy! Punish her!" Marisa's whines filled the room with silence. Aunt glared at me, bearing her teeth and lifting up her hand while storming up the stairs. "YOU. YOU BRAT! HOE DARE YOU TOUCH MY PRECIOUS DAUGHTER AND HURT HER FIGURE! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT CRIME YOU JUST COMMITTED!"
She shouted. "Unfortunately, you don't know what offenses you have and we're going to commit. Mainly hurting the Queen and King." I giggled at her face that was in disbelief. "Touch me then that'll add to your crimes, let's see... 259. Wanna make it 260?"
I heard a giggle behind me, "What are you talking about! You're a fallen noble! Do you believe that you'll become Queen? Don't tell me! All those beatings made your mind screwed up?" She laughed at the remark I made. "14. Just 14 I have to be correct?" I smirked at her. She slapped me which made a massive mark on my face and a lingering sound of the slap. Her face had gone red, "260. 260 crimes. I'm gonna use that money to overbuy your status!" I created a gigantic grin. "You're insane! You're a bastard! You have no one that'll take care of you once we leave!" She screamed before grabbing me by the collar.
"161." A small voice said and snickered from behind me. "You little-!" She shouted before being grabbed by the hair. "Who the hell said you could do that. You're creating a felony." Her husband's glare cut her down as she broke down into a sweat. Fear cramped her eyes, she struggled to pronounce her words. All her confidence shattered. "We'll take this somewhere else. Now, Heime. Where did you hear that you would become Queen? Which maid said it? You aren't gonna become anything." He coldly said before dragging Marie Down and into a room.
"That was great Himi!" A cheerful praise came from behind. A hug from the back from Haise, his expression lit up brighter than before. I found my hand extending towards his head, stroking his head. What an unpleasant death we faced, why should a small naive boy experience this torture.