You guys ever get the need to randomly write a new story? Well this is result of that need, lol. Enjoy!
Love is Blind; Rin X Len
Chapter 1: In the Cellar
"Rin," an old man called out with a stern voice. He looked irritated, but he always looked that way, at least he did in all of my memories of him.
"Yes father?" I replied looking up at him. He's so tall, is that why he always looks down on everybody? His eyes are so cold.
"What do you think you're doing up so late?" It was 11 at night.
"I couldn't sleep so I was taking a walk," I smiled but looked down. His eyes were pushing down on me. His cold eyes felt like they were piercing into me. I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn't like it when he looked at me.
"Go back to your room. You know the rules," his voice sounded agitated.
"Yes, I'm sorry." I hurried away hoping I didn't have to see his face a second time tonight or any time soon. He scares me.
Huh? Why is the cellar door open? Father always told me he lost the key a long time ago. Out of curiosity I peeked my head inside, but I couldn't see much. It was too dark. I heard something and jumped. It sounded like chains rattling.
"What do you think you are doing?" A voice called out from behind me almost in a shout. It was my father. I looked down.
"Uh, I-I was.." I felt his eyes pushing down on me. Tears were threatening to fall from my eyes. His stare was so intense. I tried to swallow past the lump in my throat.
"Well?" He questioned, raising his voice.
"F-father... I-I thought you said you lost the cellar's key." I could feel him getting angrier. I closed my eyes and clenched my fists so tightly it hurt.
"Are you questioning me?" He raised his hand ready to smack me when a noise came from the cellar. The chains I heard were moving around again. Did he tie a dog down there? How sick.
He lowered his hand.
"Get to your room and don't leave there until morning. Do you hear me?"
"Now get out of my sight before I change my mind."
I turned away without looking at his face and ran as fast as I could tripping over my own feet. That was so scary. What is father keeping down there? And why did he lie about not having the key?
I locked myself in my room and began to cry. Why does he always make me feel so small next to him?
The next morning my nurse came to wake me. She is the one who raised me. She's like a mother to me. I don't remember much about my real mother.
When I was just a few months she left me with my father. I heard she tried to take me with her but my father would not allow it. He wanted me to stay and he always got what he wanted. I don't see why he'd want me to stay though. Maybe to take over his business? I'm his only child so that would have made sense but I'm a female. My father's business was always managed by males in the blood line. So, why then?
"Rin, darling! Hurry up and eat your breakfast. Your father would like to have a word with you," the nurse called interrupting my train of thought.
"Yes Mama!" I answered cheerfully although I was feeling a bit uneasy. It wasn't often my father actually wanted to talk to me. In fact, I don't remember any time my father wanted to "have a word" with me.
I stuffed the rest of the food down quickly knowing full well that my father did not like to wait and rushed off to his office on the other side of the mansion.
"Yes father?" I called as I carefully walked into his office trying not to do anything to upset him like staring around too much or bumping into something. It's been years since I was allowed in his office. I haven't been allowed in here since mother left which means I've only been in here once before when my mother was trying to convince my father to let me leave with her.
"Sit down and look at these pictures," he said with his usual stern and business-like voice.
The pictures were all of men. Some in their early 30's it seemed and some in their late 50's. Why would want me too look at this? Then something caught my eyes not relating to the pictures. On my father's desk under one of the pictures was a key. Could it be a spare one to the cellar? Wait, even a spare key to the entrance of the mansion would be fine. I've never left the mansion before. I was tutored and never had any reason good enough for my father to allow for me to go outside.
"Theses pictures are of your potential future husbands," he said like it wasn't big deal. Like he always knew this would happen. So this is what he wanted to keep me for. To produce a male heir to his stupid company.
"Hold on I'm only 14!" I shouted, "And you want me to choose a husband?" He gave me a cold glare that immediately shut me up.
"You are 15 now!" So he does know my birthday after all. He had just been ignoring it 'till now, when it's most convenient for him.
"You should be grateful that I singled out these men for you! Or should I pick on my own?" His voice always sounded ugly to me but never this ugly. I didn't even want to be in the same room as him. I feel like I'm gonna hurl.
Wait.. I could use this as a chance to steal the key! Then, at night, when he's asleep I can sneak out! It's the perfect plan! I just have to play along with him for now.
"Fine," I said as though I've been defeated. I quickly found the picture right on top of the key and picked it up with the key. My hand was hiding it so father couldn't see.
The man in the picture I picked up owned a business. He's rich, has a good education and not bad looking either. I couldn't help but stare at how perfect he was. He was most likely the only young guy in the pile of pictures. He's 15 like me. Wait, have I seen this man somewhere before?
"I see this young man has peaked your interest. Good choice. I will schedule an arranged marriage meeting for you and him as soon as possible. Now go," he said quickly pointing the way to the door.
I placed the picture down and hid my hand with the key in it and hurried to my room. This I going to be easier than I thought. I smiled to myself.
One thing bothers me though. I'll be using Rinto. I kind of feel bad for him. Maybe I'll go after I meet with him and get the chance to explain everything. Tonight I'll just focus on which door this key unlocks.
I checked this whole house! This key doesn't unlock any of the doors! Well, I checked all of the doors except the one to the cellar. So it unlocks the door to the cellar
No, I can't be sure yet. If it does, that means that my father did lie to me. He seemed so angry when I questioned him about the cellar key though. Does that mean him keeps something down there he doesn't want others to see? Well, I'm about to find out.
I slowly walked closer and closer to the cellar. I stared at the door for a moment and got a strange feeling. Something was pulling me closer to the cellar. Closer to the truth.
I put the key to the lock. It fits.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I unlocked the cellar door. Instantly, a cold wind blew into my face sending chills up my spine.
I took a few steps down the stairs and felt the rough cold cement against the bottom of my feet. The closer I got, the stronger the feeling I had inside me grew. Then, I stopped in complete shock.
Tied in chains was a boy around the same age as me. But I've seen this boy somewhere before. Just then all my past memories that had long ago been forgotten rushed back into me.
What do you guys think? :D
Two days ago I just randomly got this idea in my head at like 11 at night so I snuck on my cell phone and started writing.
I stayed up until midnight finishing most of it and then they next day I finished it during class (I was hiding my cell was under my desk).
When I get an idea I have to write it down before I forget. I have really bad memory, lol.
Review please! ^w^
X's & O's Yuzu