Chapter one: It's raining blood

My feet got sore until I couldn't run again, I fell and rose again. I didn't pay attention to the blisters on my feet as I ran.

"Here she is. Do you think you can run forever? We got you at last!" A voice spat in the air grabbing my arms roughly and throwing my back on the floor. Sounds of footsteps walk closer to me.

"Tie and bring her here to me." I looked up in pain but to my surprise, I saw Adams William, Heir to the king of Icelandic.

The men dragged me away to where Adams William sat. "Now strip her" He ordered, his voice icy. He widened his chin as he watched them tear my clothes roughly revealing my tongs.

My eyes glistened with tears and I cried out, "No! Why would you do this to me!". Immediately, my chin suffered a blow while I spat out blood and he chuckled. He picked up the glass of rum that was beside him and took a sip while nodding his head and smiling.

He kicked me down on my knees and lifted his chin up and in a cackle, he said, "You want to know why? Since the first day I met you and since the moment you walked down that aisle and took the ring into your fingers I was never happy. You think I loved you? Your property and your father's wealth were what I wanted. I've killed them all. So no one would ever have to think of you."

My blood ceased to flow for a minute as he spoke and I pulled out the ring from my finger and threw it at his face the moment I heard that he killed my parents.

Forcing myself up the thugs pulled me down and one slammed my head with an unknown object. The rest of everything that happened was unknown to me.

I opened my eyes to see myself alone, in a pool of blood. As my eyes opened, I wondered, "What am I doing here?". At that point, my brain felt hazy and I couldn't remember anything that happened previously.

My eyes watched the trees that danced gracefully above my head and in a few minutes, flashes of the previous things that happened replayed in my head. "Fuck him!" I cried and began to crawl out of the thick forest where I found myself.

"Ugh!" I yelled in pain and crawled out. Luckily enough for me, I sighted the road from where I sat to rest under an oak tree. Forcing myself up, I staggered to the road after multiple falls.

As I sat there contemplating how I should get out of the forest, a car drove and stopped by my side. The door opened and a heel stepped out of the car, "Bring her in. She looks so weak! Adams needs to be killed." The lady said and two ladies who also came out of the car carried me up from the ground gently and put me into their car.

One of the ladies brought out cookies from her bag and stretched it to me, "Here have this." I got the cookies which she opened and handed over to me. "Who are these two?" I thought. Still in fear and shock.

"We are sorry about what happened and we are going to do everything to make sure that Adams goes down for what he did." The lady who sat by the wheel cursed as she turned back to look at me.

"I guess they are good. But who are they?" I thought.

After what seemed like an hour, they drove into a building. We all stepped out of the car and I was led into the house.

As I entered the living, I realized where I was. "Welcome home child" Mrs Flaw called immediately she saw me.

"How the fuck did I get here in the first place!" I screamed in my head and without a word to her, I was directed to a room which was prepared for me. In that room, I was made to take a cold shower.

While in the shower, tears rolled down my eyes, "I was in the hospital! I was carrying his baby! Why would he do this to me!" I cried as tears rolled down my eyes. I laid in the bathtub for a while but was called out by Jarvis, "You are wasting too much time In the shower!"

Immediately I heard her voice, I rinsed myself and wrapped myself around a towel. I opened the door and Jarvis mumbled, "I was bothered about you. Take this and eat."

I looked at the food that was dropped on the table in the room, "Why are they acting so nice? What is this family up to?" I thought as I took a scoop of the food in my mouth.

The Watson family was related to the Williams family. Long ago, the Watsons and Williams were just one thick bond of a kind. My husband, Addams was forced to marry a member of the Williams family which he refused. Addams swore over his life that he was never going to marry anyone except me.

At that moment, I and Addams were already dating and cooked up in love not until the night when he asked me to kill the second child which I had for him by aborting.

At first, I thought it was a joke because why would he do that? He never asked me to abort the other three children which I bore for him then why now?

Upon my refusal his attitude towards me changed, he prevented me from seeing my kids and prevented me sometimes from eating.

One day, I decided to run away because the calm and handsome man whom I loved was now a monster. I escaped from the house successfully but he caught me and chased me into the woods.

My family, which is the Smiths, according to Addams, has been killed by him and I am the only surviving one now in the Watsons family whom my parents never liked.

As I toyed with the food, Jarvis whom I thought had left the room snapped me out of my reverie. "What are you thinking? Addams? You shouldn't think about him for now. Be grateful that you are alive and here."

I sighed inwardly and rolled my eyes as I looked up at Jarvis. "I know!" I replied, taking a scoop of the meal into my mouth. "I just need some space Jarvis, I'll be okay," I added bluntly as I watched her nod in approval and turned to leave.

Immediately Jarvis left, I smiled and pushed the food aside. "It's time to plot, I need to get out of this Watson's house. Papa always warned me about them."

I stood up and paced around the room, with my hands on my head which slightly felt painful. I tapped on it. The door opened as I was still thinking about my escape plan, "Ava get dressed. Your attention will be needed in the living room soon."

Looking at the person who spoke, I recognized that it was one of the ladies who drove the car. At that moment, my heart started pumping with the speed of light, and I thought, "Why do I feel something is wrong?"

A Few minutes later, Jarvis came inside the room without a knock on the door. "Take this! Wear!" She said handing over a folded blue dress that smelt like dust and something that hadn't been worn for ages.

With my arms crossed as I stood, I asked, "What's this clothes for?". Jarvis glared at me and retorted, "Stop asking questions and obey! Take these clothes and put them on right now!" Her tone was commanding as she spoke.

I brought the blue dress closer to my nose and dropped it on the bed. "What are they for?" I repeated, folding my arms and glaring at her.

Jarvis shot a glare at me and ran out of the room angrily, and I wondered, "Running out to do what? What is she going to do?"

A thought flashed through my head and I ran to the window and looked out at it. The height was a long one but still, I dragged a stool that I saw behind me, "What if you jump down and for at once, this is one of the hundred ways to die," a voice in my head echoed.

"I'd rather die than put on those clothes and I am not afraid of death either," I said in between breaths as I looked up and saw a rope that was hung at one corner of the room.

Running towards the rope, I grabbed it tied it, and set it low and as I crossed my legs to climb, the door opened. As I looked at the door, Jarvis, Mrs Flaw, and other members of the household came in.

"Stop here now!" Mrs Flaw commanded, but I had already crossed my legs over and before one of them could run to stop me, I was already sliding down. My heart thumped as I got closer to the ground. As soon as my feet touched the ground, I took to my heels.

The distance to the gate was so long, as I ran, I looked back and saw that the Williams were still chasing me from behind.

I could feel my head spin as I ran and my leg got weak, I dropped down on my knees and I shut my eyes. Every other thing was unknown to me, I saw myself in a new world.

My head felt something icy wrapped over my head, I tried to open my eyes but they felt weak, "She's awake now I guess"

"Why was she planning to escape?"

"Just look at her"

Voices echoed from the background, opening my eyes I saw the Williams family gathered around me. "Thank goodness you are awake." Mrs. Flaw said, walking closer to me and touching me on my cheeks.

Looking around, I saw that I was not in the hospital but in a house that did not in any way look like the Williams family house. "Where am I?" I asked, sitting up on the chair which I was lying on.

No one answered me as they all continued chattering as it seemed that they were having a party of some sort. "Mrs Flaw. Where am I?" I directly asked the highest member of the Williams family.

Mrs Flaw turned her neck to me and gave an evil grin and took the glass of wine which I saw next to her. My eyes scanned and it met with Jarvis who immediately averted her face as my eyes met hers.

"'I'm talking to you all! Why is no one answering me?" I screamed at the top of my voice and Mrs Jarvis howled at me, "Don't you dare raise your voice at any of us. By the way, we have put you in safe hands."

My chest tightened as I asked, "What do you mean?"

"You are sold off." The lady who drove the car when they saved me in the woods slammed and let out a faint chuckle. "You are sold off Ava Smith. We are just here to make sure that you are back to being alive before we leave you with your husband, he is in the bathroom taking his shower and is going to be here soon," She added.

"Eww.. please. Don't say that!" I spat on the floor and prayed it was a joke but it wasn't. The Williams are as deadly and cunning as Snakes.

Mrs Flaw winked at them and they all stood up, "I thought you guys were saving me! I knew you guys can't just be good for any reason! You! Just!" I yelled at the top of my voice as they all left ignoring my screams.

"Hey, mama! I don't like to see you scream," A husky voice echoed immediately as they all left and it looked like it was all planned. I turned my neck to look at the voice who spoke, the person whom I was sold to.