Chapter 12 - LOST

The next day was Saturday so she wasn't going to school. She went downstairs for breakfast only to find that she was the only one at the table.

"Zoe Zoe,is Daniel not joining us for breakfast?"

"No Rory. He's in the study,so he won't be able join you for breakfast."Butler Zoe answered.

Rory nodded and didn't ask any further questions. It wasn't that butler Zoe was the only servant in the house, but she first met butler Zoe, naturally she'd be close to him. There was also Cecilia who she called Cece. Cece was also a major figure in the house like butler Zoe but wasn't as powerful. After breakfast Rory decided to take a tour around the house.

Apart from her room and the library that Daniel showed her yesterday,she hadn't really been to any part of the house. Exploring the house was in was the best option and it would really help her not to die of boredom.

Rory started with the huge garden that had different flowers. Some of the flowers she knew while the rest were all foreign to her. She inhaled the lovely scent of the garden and enjoyed the fresh breeze blowing her hair and giving her a sense of calmness.

She strolled through the house for about an hour and the more she walked the more she saw new things. Her eyes were always captivated by the beautiful paintings and vases. That was the eye catching moment to her. The house was gigantic and someone could easily loose their way and that someone turned out to be Rory. She was lost and the worst part was that because of the fact that there wasn't anything that looked alike she couldn't find her way back. She wasn't with her phone so she couldn't call for help and she was in another part of the house so she can't yell for help. "Ugh!"She groaned loudly.

She just kept on touring when she passed by a room,she continued walking but stopped when she realized she missed something. She took a few steps back and saw something that made her have s complicated expression on her face.

The room was empty but a black grand piano was placed in the middle and a black stool in front of the piano. The piano had no decorations and was just pitch black. She walked into the room and pressed a key on the piano. From a key she ran her scale to her playing a few melodies. She loved the piano more than anything. No one taught her how to play it, she just had a natural flair. However it's been a long time since she played.

As she started playing she suddenly had a flash back.

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A little girl who looked around 2 years old with blue eyes and a round face that made her look extremely cute. She was dressed in worn out clothes. The little girl looked like Rory.

2 year old Rory was running around the Devane Mansion when she entered a room that had a white piano. Her dark blue eyes shone like sapphire diamonds. She didn't know what it was but she felt drawn to touch it. She walked over and just as she was about to touch the piano she heard an ear piercing scream.

"You filthy child!"The woman was young Mrs Devane. Mrs Devane took large strides towards Rory and yanked her hard.

"What do you think you're doing?! Do you want to make it dirty like you?!"She yelled at her and Rory stood there thinking about what she did wrong.

"Auntie what dwid I dwo wrong?" Rory asked but her voice was still babyish so it wasn't clear enough.

"You little brat! Who are you calling Auntie? You are asking me what you did wrong? I'll tell you what you did wrong."Mrs Devane told Rory mercilessly.

She brought her away from the piano and started hitting her. She didn't spare her and hit her all over her body using whatever object she could find. After she was done she looked at Rory who was crying silently on the ground and told her coldly.

"If I ever see you near this room or this piano ever again, I'll teach you a big lesson! Girls like you don't deserve anything good in their lives. You are only destined to suffer for the rest of your life!"

Rory's puffed up cheeks were so red and swollen. Her body was covered in bruises. She cried a lot that day.

Her tears couldn't help but fall as she played the piano. Remembering that incident, reopened a lot of old wounds. She was just a kid back then,she only wanted to play. How could someone be so heartless?

She closed her eyes and got so immersed in her playing that she didn't notice Butler Zoe standing by the door.

He came looking for her but heard the beautiful sound of the piano. He found her playing the piano. Rory just sitting there was already a lovely picture but her playing beautiful tunes was entering a new world. He had heard many pieces by famous pianists,however,this one really hit him.

The song she was playing had few melodies but a lot of chords. The melody just remained the same but the chords kept changing from high to low and had different tune has the don't progressed. It was as if the keys were telling a story and every time the chords were changing, it signified the different stages of her life and how hard and tough it was. It was really touching and sentimental. You could feel the sadness in the way she played. He was simply emotional. Rory played better than most professionals.

When she played the final key, butler Zoe clapped his hands.

"Bravo! Splendid! Wonderful! A work to admire!"

"Butler Zoe?"Rory was startled.

"That was brilliant Rory!"He praised her.

Rory was still shocked by his sudden appearance.

"Have never heard that piece before. Tell me,where you the one that composed it?"He asked curiously.

"Hmm". Rory nodded and turned her head away feeling shy. The piece was originally composed by her. It was titled 'Pain' and it told the story of her tormenting childhood.

"Then I must say you did a good job!"He spoke with admiration. His mistress had a good character and now she could play the piano and really well too. He revered her even more now. If he had doubts before they were all gone now.

"Zoe Zoe what are you even doing here?"She asked. It was strange.

"And how long have you been standing there?"She arched her eyebrow.

Butler Zoe scratched his head with embarrassment. He was actually searching for her to inform her about something but he got carried away by her performance.

" I was searching for you to deliver a message."He said on a more serious note.

"Oh really? What message?" She inquired.

"Yes we have a guest."