Conquering Miguel

It was a stormy night that fateful day. The loud rumble of thunder overhead did nothing to drown out the screams of the woman in labour. A nurse wiped at the sweat dribbling down her forehead as her breathing became even more erratic. Her legs were spread open and the doctor placed a gloved hand on her swollen stomach, encouraging her to push one more time. With all her might, the woman pushed and the cry of a new born filled the room. A smile formed on her chapped lips as joy filled her heart. An exhausted exhale fell past her lips as she stared idly at the white ceiling. The new born continued to wail

I walked briskly down to the bus stop and boarded a bus. In about ten minutes, the bus halted and I got down.Outside, I took in the busy atmosphere while walking down the cobblestone pavement of the street.I quickened my pace when I spotted the small diner I worked in ahead. Pushing the glass door open, the bell chimed signalling my entrance.Inside, I spotted Nancy, my co-worker and friend on the far end corner of the shop wiping furiously at a table.Her unruly dark brown curls were swishing back and forth as she wiped the table.Chuckling, I padded on towards the staff room at the back of the counter while calling and waving in her direction.

I could hear the sound of something thumping loudly in my head, but I could'nt decipher the source of that annoying sound.Groggily, I opened my eyes, blinking rapidly as my pupils adjusted to the dim lighting of my sorrounding. The incessant thumping still continued, but this time I knew the source of it, I had a splitting headache. Slowly but calculatingly, my eyes wandered around the recesses of the room.It was illuminated by a single red bulb and it was very dainty with a little vanity in one corner and a little further was a door which inadvertantly led to my freedom.Swiftly, I swung my body down from the hard mattrass I had been laying on for God knows how long.My eyes caught the bandages around my arm.Who would have thought?, they actually dressed my wound.While on my feet, I wobbled a little as a wave of dizziness set in. Quickly, I held unto the vanity to gain some semblance of control. As soon as the dizziness came, i

Peeling my eyes open took a much greater effort than it should. Stain glass windows came into view.The array of colours in the glass casting a pinkish hue in the room, rousing a dovish feel in me.The sharp sting of pain in my jaw, kickstarted my perforated memory, causing a rush of the previous event to ram into my head all at once. I winced when I realized I had been kidnapped once again.For the first time, I took notice of the room I was in and awed at the architecture. Almost everything in the bedroom was antique. No wonder the windows were a made of stain glass.Who the hell uses stain glass windows in this era if not in a church... Or is this a castle?

A week had passed since I was forced to work at Night Owl. I had somewhat gotten used to my daily routine of waking up, having breakfast and sitting around all day doing nothing until evening, when a driver would take me to work and bring me back.Miguel had bodyguards all over the house, so there was no chance of me ever escaping.Sometimes I couldn't help but wonder what kind of business Miguel was into. I could recall that day in the rain, he shot someone, but I couldn't be sure, maybe I was hallucinating.I pulled out a business card I had been hiding and looked at it. Maybe he could help, but I was afraid of getting him involved, what if Miguel was really dangerous and gets him killed....