Whispers. Voices calling and swearing, fortelli g of horror and doom. The overwhelming feeling of fear mixed in with the crisp air that it was almost impossible to breathe. You would think you had walked into a nightmare. Things were happening around me so fast, I felt like I was in the middle of an action movie. Or a whirlwind. My body kept turning every which way, every time I heard a sound, a sudden tumble or a groan. What scared the crap out of me however, was the damn growl I heard and it was so near. I could literally feel the warmth of it's breath against my back. I shuddered then, a low whine escaping me. If I could pool myself into a puddle, I would be on the ground in seconds. My skin scrawled, making my body hyper aware of whatever scrawny finger that now grazed my back. "This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real. " I mumbled to myself, huddling my body close. "I beg to differ my dear. "It talked! The animal or whatever it was talked! "I would like to think
My falling literally felt like forever and in some way, a part of me was okay with dying. I knew I wouldn't last long here. Not on my own and certainly not with the new developments that have occurred over the last few days. Finally my body hit the floor with a thud. "You idiot!" I screamed. "You fell from one stair to the floor," He states in a monotonous tone. "It's less than ideal punishment for what you did just now. " "I could have died!" "If only I would be given that escape," he mutters, reminding me that my presence to him was an inconvenience. His footsteps began to receed from my body before they paused. "Maid, get her something to eat and Victoria, "I stood bushing the dust from my clothes then turning to my bruised elbow cursing under my breath. "I'll see you much later. "I scrunched up my nose creeped out about his choice of words. Isn't that something you say when you're intimate with someone? Or at least close? "Go to hell!" Was my response before his steps
"Hey, " Calls Larry, glancing over his shoulder, pulling me into one of the rooms before rushing to close the door. "There's something I got to tell you. "I could hear the edginess in his voice, and watched as he paces the room a little. What was it now? "I've got news about about Yuuki. "I stiffened taking a step towards my friend. News? He found Yuuki, he knew where - I swallowed as a million thoughts raced into my mind. She was, my little Yuuki was alive. "What is it?" I asked placing a hand on his shoulder slowing him down. "Well, " he started, glancing up before scratching his head. "You know how we got caught that day, coming from one of our scavages and how they found everyone else?" I nodded prompting him to go on yet, I couldn't help the twisting that my stomach kept making. Please tell me she isn't hurt! She isn't hurt is she? I peered into Larry's eyes dying for answers, my fingers gripping his shoulder a little tighter than before. I can't take the suspense of i
The moment I heard Hades voice, I panicked. It was only the strength of some supernatural force that held me together and not have me crumbled like powerder dust into the floor. I knew Hades was posses that I deviated from the path that I should have taken, but I dont regret it as much as hoe I am terrified of him. Finally being able to see and hear and feel thomas was worth it. If only I could convince my skittering heart the same notion. Keep your eyes grounded, keep your eyes grounded, I kept repeating to myself, through it did nothing to calm my heart that was was riocheting across my chest walls. I was panting standing there, terrified of what would happen now. Slowly I lifted my eyes to Thomas, watching him seethe. He was angry. So very angry. But I couldn't live with knowing Aiden would harm him because of me. Thomas eyes shifted to meet mine momentarily and discreetly I shook my head telling him not to try anything rash. This wasn't like the woman he spoke with that day, Aide
He was no brother of hers. I could see it. The seething hatred the small human boy had towards me. As if looks could kill, I would be dead. Eric also bared that expression once, a loathing so strong that even his own daughter couldn't be spared by it. But this wasn't a hatred bourne from kinship ties. Not in the least. He wanted me dead, the aura he carried well past family to the one I always feel at the humans Mininstrial office. But he knew where the wedge of power sat between us. I held the handle of the sword, balancing both their lives meticulously against the blade. One mishap and they could both fall and I bet my fangs, seeingher hurt was the last thing he would want. I knew neither of them before this, but the hatred each harboured was ridiculous. Though in the swallows case, I've given her more than enough reason to fear me. Turning my eyes to gaze at her, I took a breath, somewhat agitated with both of them. "Go back to your room before you regret it." I murmured. Her
I know what I requested was ridiculous. How can some make an attempt on your life and his sentence become freedom. It's unheard of and utter foolishness. But honestly, the only reason I did it was to get back at the bastard. How dare he put my life at risk with the mad men about that wants to unalive him? "Let him go." Every one around us, screamed and shouted threatsbin my direction, some even going as far as asking whether I've some mental illness. "Release him, Michael." Hades responds. "Even better, come, I'm sure you might be thirsty, even hungry." He leads me somewhere that I assume is inside, Beethoven playing in the background. A wave of apprehension hits me, a ball of fear coiling in the pits of my stomach. What was he playing at, yeilding to my ridiculous request? That scoundrel should have been locked up and tried. "Well at the very least, your fury isnt still aimed at me," He comments, a small item being placed in my hand, some what soft and fragrant. "Youve done
The news papers were filled with report after reports of what had transpired this past sunday. Usually I wouldn't pay attentiom to the rubbish bring printed by the hungry press, except this headline was not to be ignored. Blind girl dismissed accused male of attempted murder and assault. The bastard forced Yuuki to pass judgement, I could only laugh at the outcome. No doubt Yuuki told him to set him free as a prank, but then the idiot had fired up the crowd to hate her. What if someone had stepped out and attempted to harm her, what then? The longer Yuuki stayed with that vampire, the lower her odds of remaining alive. The lower still her odds of ever being happy. At the momemt, I'm still allowed on the estate and Lady Amy remains ignorant to the fact that Hades and I were at odds. I'm weary of the fact that he hasn't moved to remove me, though he always seem to be heading to his quarters whenever we do manage to meet. Or maybe he thinks i'm just another boy on his estate. But one
That function he brought me to last was a disaster. I"ve been locked in my room ever since, no one to keep me company or be bothersome again, except the occasional visit of the Devil of hell. Not even his brother. But for the last few days, I think something g has gone wrong. I'm convinced things have taken a turn for the worse. Whether I'm involved or the one to be blamed, I have not the faintest clue. But it was in the air, the way he circles my small wall to wall cage like a falon about to snap up its prey. Hades said nothing, but I knew he wasn't calm. The anger that rolled off him forced me into silence. He paces, paces and paced some more before the door slammed and he left. Those lonely hours I spent locked in the bathroom. It wouldn't keep him out, I knew that but it was just for my own peace of mind. I'm sure finding Thomas and I once again only added to his stress levels. The fact that I wasn't complying with his wishes like all the other hynotized dolls walking around mus
Every day is the same. Outside is covered in white, and a chilling wind tumbles through the window before storming into the room. It's daytime out apart from the blue skies, or what should have been blue skies that are hidden behind ashen clouds, there's nothing else that speaks to the day. The moment is wintry and foreboding, truly daunting to any type of fun you'd think of having. Then again, my type of fun is being resigned to a wall-by-wall cage. My life doesn't seem to get better than this. I'm always trapped, despite where ever I go. I know I'm not to think this way, I'm here because Thomas is attempting to keep me safe. But am I really? Once Aiden comes back and finds me gone, what then? He'll tear the world apart. Or maybe that's just wishful thinking. I don't even know what my thoughts are anymore. One minute I'm sure that being away from him is the best thing, the next, I'm terrified of him never finding me. I should hate him. A murderer and monster. A cruel bastard tha
I'm silent, too repulsed to open my mouth as vomit lingers just outside my throat. I was not sure what to expect from this meeting, but I sure as well was not expecting the attendees to be drinking vampire blood. Especially not my father! What the hell was happening here? And why were they comrades with a damn vampire? The same creatures that we were already desperate to get away from! Was this some reverse psychology bullshit? How funding different were we from the bloodsuckers if we were drinking blood too? Another wave of repulsive hits as I realized something. There were no human donors around, but that didn't mean that they didn't have them locked away somewhere from prying eyes. My stomach churns once more just thinking of it. Was this really human blood? "It's quite refreshing, you know," The Vampire says breaking through my mind haze. "Just look around. Aren't they enjoying it?" I continue to stare. I might have looked apprehensive but I was scared and mortified as
"What! You're still here?" My father barked coming up the staircase. I haven't seen this man in a few days, but the rumors spreading among the auxiliary workers certainly weren't false. He's angry and miserable. His chaotic madness spreading like poisonous miasma. My father was scary when he wanted to be, or when the pressures of our Government got to levels he could no longer contain. But this, the monster of what he was, now standing before me was horrifyingly barbaric. I didn't recognize him at all. His eyes were red, blood vessels coursing thickly through his hands, while the vein at his neck throbbed dramatically. For a fraction of a second, I'm happy my mother and little brother were dead. They would be heart broken seeing him like this. My hands slide into my pockets effortlessly as I pause watching him. "Yes sadly, " I answer. "But see, since my visit had nothing to do with you I didn't think it mattered. I have a life too you know. "My father teeth clenches in annoyance
I spent the latter part of the morning, perusing the small diary I found encased in the Chaney family book.I've been doing my best to find out more about my mate. Anything that will connected the missing data to explain her existence- or lack of. The book contains an annoying vast majority of dates, questions and history alluding to what the owner has done and have been, but very little about Yuuki herself. It seemed geared towards aquainting the child with the previous owner than to state the relationship between them. Other than the first mention of Yuuki's name and her words alluding to be the mother, there were very other few instances, which were very far between of the child ever again. I couldn't compare the Chancey book with the diary either, having found it completely worthless to seek information there. Other than the lingering question of why both women birth dates were similar, there was nothing else to connect them. That is until the book fell from my hand momentarily o
Lady Amy meets me at the door, her eyes doing her usual stomach churning sweep of me, before licking her lips. Vampire or human, there were always girls that I knew for a fact I'd never be interested in. I just didn't know humans and vampires would ever be this close alike. "What do you want? I'm leaving like you asked. "She smiled running a finger against my jaw, my feet taking a step back from her reach. "Oh come on are we playing this right now?" She purrs and I roll my eyes. "I don't know when you'll be back......if you'll be back. " I stiffen immediately as her words sink in. Truth lining every fibre of it. But I had to come back, for Yuuki's sake. I had to keep her safe. "What the hell do you want?" I snap. "You're wasting my time. " "Fine, " Amy snorts, taking a step beside me, placing her palms on either side of my head. "What do you think you're doing?" I twist myself, attempting to get further away from her, my distrust of her intentions evident. Amy tosses me a
I held Yuuki in my hand, stroking her hair while she wrapped her hand around my neck. My cheeks hurt from all our laughing, thinking back on all our times we spent together. Next I indulged her curiosity about things her mind found awe of like contraceptives for instance. Her family robbed her, they robbed Yuuki of enjoying life, of feeding her curiosity that would have blossomed into something beautiful. They robbed her of who she would have been. My mind fluttered to her question, only days ago. Eric Chancey was a good friend of my father's, they were both servants of our government and he was a very influential man. His life was kept crisp and tight, no one knew what went on behind his gates. Belle was truly the only heir anyone knew to the now forgotten estate. She was forced into the social ranks like I was, only I escaped for school and because I didn't care about openly rebelling and not meeting my father's expectations. But she however, knew she had to play her role well. In
I hated that Victoria wasn't where I left her. That her room was empty. That the only thing behind was the subtle rose fragrance that always surround her, since the last few months. I wasn't even sure who to be angry at. Her for not heeding my order, or my stupid brother for not caring either way whether she was here or not. The door to her room slammed loudly as I walked out frustrated. Keeping her safe was much more difficult than I thought it would be. Growling I stalked down the stairs my hands gripping the railings a little too roughly, a section coming off in my hand before tossing it through the window. The bottom floor that was only seconds ago filled with vampires is now completely empty except for one person. Hayden. He gives me a pouting smile not knowing how much I really wanted to snap his neck at the moment. Instead my hands slip into my pockets as I made my way into my study. I needed a distraction. "Were you going through my books?" I asked looking around and finall
"How old are you Aiden?" The bright light of the sun pours through the open glass windows as the wind bounces through the curtains. A tall figure stands at the edge of the bed, his shirt white and hangs over the edges of his dark pants. Aiden hair is long, the edges touching his shoulder at the back, but shorter at the front. "I don't think this is a game you want to play. " "Oh come on, how old could you possibly be? A few years older? That's not at all scary" the voice laughs and it seems somewhat familar, like mine. Aiden steps away from the edge of the bed making his way back to where she say pulling at the sleeves of his shirt. "Belle. " "I want to know, " she says moving across the bed to cup his face in her hands. Aiden's gaze remain docile for awhile before they shift and he swallows leaning into her hands. "You don't have to hide from me Aiden" she says again, her thumb rubbing across his cheek. "I'm not going to run and hide. I'll always be here. " "I'm over six
After taking my bath and returning to the serenity of the room all I can think about is Thomas, our kiss and what it meant. What it could mean. I know he said it was a mistake, but it didn't feel like it, or maybe I didn't want it to feel like it. Did I? I gripped my hair thinking about everything. Why was life and emotions so complicated? Why couldn't everything be simple black and white? What did I really want? Aiden comes to mind and I mentally scream at myself. Why am I thinking about him? We're so far apart yet he still has this hold on me. Aiden isn't safe, I remind myself. Thomas is. I've know him for almost a year now, he's given everything to get me safe and keep me away from my kidnappers. Yes that's what Aiden is, my kidnapper. I lay on my side forcing myself to think of Thomas before sighing. I screwed up, I'm so stupid! How could I ever tell him he never cared. I'm so stupid! I'm Blind too. How could I not have noticed anything about him? Was it because we always calle