Episode 3

Upon waking Arabella eye were heavy and sore and her face was red for the crying the night before. As she began to dress she recalled the word her aunt had said and what path she would walk down.

Once she was dress her resolve was set to give her family one last chance, if she was ignored she would leave and never look back but if they saw her she would stay. She could think of committing revenge again her family for they were still her family. As she claimed down the stairs and towards the dinning hall the castle was fill a voice unlike ever before. Opening the grand door she found her family all gather, laughter fill the hall. But the moment the saw her it came to a stop the cold gaze of her mother and father fell on to her.

'Your late again, well at least you showed up. There is going to be a ball tonight. You are expected to be there' her mother said.

This was the first time in years they had directly spoken to her, and a ball the day after her birthday, Arabella hoped that maybe they got the date mix up and they were hold one for her but then her father opened his mouth.

' Tonight is to celebrate your older sister achievements, you will end to show your face at the start of the evening then go away straight after that, and for god’s sake do not embarrass are family.' The cold words settle in, they truly had forgotten her birthday, and they saw her as nothing more that something that should be hidden away.

Holding back her tears, with a weak voice she repelled' Of course your highness' she had once made the mistake of calling him father which lead to her being hit in face and sent to the dungeons for a week. Quickly turning on her heel she fled the hall.

As she made her way down the corridor toward the kitchen to retrieve some food, she heard the clicking of heels behind her, two sets perfectly in time. She knew who was behind her before for she even turned her. Her older twin sisters, towering over in there persistent dress and the gold hair gently draping over their shoulders. The only way to tell them apart is that Gen prefers green and Julie prefers purple.

' We don't want you there' they said in time after they look her up and down.

'you're a disaster wating to happen. I mean look at you' Gen spat

' I promise that you will not even see me just let me attend please' Arabella bagged she did not want to be isolated in the west tower again when her family is hosting a ball, the one social even she likes.

'To bad you had a fall before the ball and no one could find you. Well let's be honest no one would even look for you' as Julie spat her words at Arabella she was slowly backed towards the stairs that led down to the basement.

' That would be sad' and as they said there words together once again then push her.

As Arabella tumbles down the stairs in to the dungeons all she could her was the laughter of her sisters as they lock the door behind her and the was a almighty crash as she hid the floor. She she began to collect she saw the cut along her arms and leg and the bruise that started to for. For what felt like day that was intact hours she sat in the dungeon. For the first hour she cried and screamed begging for her to be let out but it was to no avail she continued to do this till her throat when dry. After give up and no longer having tears to cry she sat in solitude, the dungeons had not been used for years as that was there were the abandoned remains and a few rats, there was no light, no windows, just nothing but darkness. Finally after hours alone she heard a faint laugh and the sound of a door click unsure if it was her mind playing tricks on her or if she was actually free she slowly crawled to the door push it open.

Running back to the safety of her room she ran in to her father and mother leaving the ball. Fury took hold of their eye when they set there gaze upon her not a single slivers of worry see in their eye.

Slap, her father hand came down quick and hard across her face. Her mother yelling in rage 'WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU, YOU ONCE AGAIN EMBARRASSED ARE FAMILY. YOU A DISAPPOINTMENT, LOOK AT YPUR SELF, I HOPE I EVER LAY MY EYE ON YOU AGAIN.'

there was not use pleading with them for all she could feel was the familer pain of her father slap across her face. not wanting a second beating she ran to her room and as she did she chose a different path, the path there aunt would of wanted her to go down the path of revenge again her whole family.

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