Okay so I really love this story, I know I haven't updated it in years but I have a great reason. My computer broke and I was never able to fix it, I got a new one now and I'm planning on revamping this and finishing it up. Hopefully I'll be able to because I've been thinking about it ever since I had to stop. So firstly I'll be fixing/checking all the chapters before I get to start any new ones, we'll see where it goes yeah?
So here's a little something for a Banner Bunnies Contest, my banner theme was "Hostage". So...here's my story. =D
Gotta give props for my sissy, she helped me think of the plot, and a few lines here and there. 'Cause she's a beast like that.
xXx
The sun shone bright and warm, a light breeze played along the edge of her summer dress. An indigo colored piece, a small brown belt held in the middle, with a tied halter top that showed me her elegant shoulders, where her beautiful, silky dark brown hair lay freely, the dress stopped just above the knee, allowing me to view her immaculate legs.
She was on her way to the public library, having a report for her Social Studies class to get done. Just like any other trip to the library, she'd first stop at the coffee shop and pick up two small coffees. One for her best friend, Lissa, and one for herself. Lissa would be there first, because Rose was always a bit late.
Such a beautiful name for such a wonderous creature, I thought lightly as I continued my silent walk behind her. Always so close, yet never close enough. She doesn't turn around and look behind her, she never does. She trusts in her town too much to think there could be anyone depraved enough to do her any harm. She was right though, the only one behind her was me, and I wasn't about to hurt her.
Once she walked inside the coffee shop, I crossed the street to go into the clothing store adjacent to the shop. It was a Friday evening, so I waited the 4 minutes before Rose came back out by browsing the shirts section. In the beginning of the week, from Sunday to Wednesday, I'll stay at my 2 block distance with a slower pace while she runs into the coffee shop and runs out, since the store isn't rather slow. But for the rest of the days I need to stop and go somewhere. Whether it's to lean against a wall a block away, or come into a random shop, because the store is too busy.
Looking to my watch, I headed out of the store. My beauty was just walking out the door of the coffee shop, with 2 styrofoam cups in hand. I smiled to myself, I knew Rose so well. From here the library was only another two blocks, so the trip wasn't too long. Rose hopped into the library once there, seeming as happy as ever. I waited outside for five minutes before following her in, going to the back where the western novels were. I knew where Rose would be, so I took my time to find a good book before heading over to a spot three tables down from her. I wanted to be so much closer. I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to hold her, to claim her as mine for all the world to know.
Soon. Soon she'll be mine, and I will never have to share her with anyone again. Not with Lissa, or the boy Lissa belongs to, the one with the raven hair. Her little sister, Mia, or the red headed boy at the coffee shop. I scowled as I thought of the boy. When I would sometimes go into the coffee shop behind Rose, I'd see the boy always smiling a little too brightly to her. He'd always flirt with her and I'd have to bite my tongue, trying not to rip his head off. He doesn't realize, Rose will never be his. She's meant to be mine, she just doesn't know it yet. I was still thinking about getting rid of him, the red headed boy. He's such a bother to her, I'm sure she'd be thank me for it. He's always drooling over her, surely she must be pretending to be so nice to him.
It's just the kind of girl Rose is. So kind and innocent, it's why I love her.
I looked up, seeing the two girls sitting there so silently with little whispers being delivered between them. I couldn't focus on my book, there was no way when she sat so near. Her work lay out infront of her, it was all but forgotten as she stared wide eyed at her friend, listening to whatever it was the blonde haired girl was speaking so animatedly about. I must admit though, Lissa does have some amazing stories when she speaks privately to Rose. I've heard quite a few, though they don't know that. Finally getting back to my book, after tearing my eyes away from my true love, I was able to concentrate. At some point in the fifth chapter I saw from the corner of my eye Rose and Lissa stood, readying themselves to leave. Rose took their books back to the shelf where they had been found as Lissa gathered their things. I took a deep breath, and pushed myself away from the table to a stand. I would speak to her today, she'd know I exist and she will love me as I do her.
Quickly leaving my novel at the table, I went to her. Taking the time to go to the back of the aisle, and walk up it, instead of directly to her. I didn't want her to think I was stalking her. No. I wasn't doing that, I was just admiring her from afar. I strided up to where she stood on her tip toes, struggling to place a book back onto the top shelt but unable to reach it despite her 5' 6" stature. I gently took the book out of her hand and placed it in an open spot.
A small gasp came from her delicate lips, she turned to me, those dark brown eyes staring at me a little shocked. I smiled to her, and the shock quickly disappeared, she gave a light smile that was meant for me alone.
"It looked as though you were having some trouble." I told her smoothly, my accent played with my words.
She laughed quietly, "You'd think for being so tall, I'd be able to reach the top shelf." She gave a carefree shrug, "I'm pretty sure the people who build these things make them so high just to mess with people." She made a face at the shelves surrounding us, as though the people who had made them would see her glare. It was only there for a second before her large brown eyes were looking into mine again, her face relaxed.
Chuckling I said, "Maybe to mess with you."
She looked me up and down, "Yeah, you don't seem to have a problem with the way too high shelves."
I smirked as I looked over to the book I had put back for her. Reading the label and pretending I didn't know what she was studying I went on to ask casually, "You're interested in the American foreign policy?" A confused look crossed my face, as though it would never cross my mind it wasn't her choice of free reading.
A tired sigh escaped her lips, "No, not so much. I've got a report due for my history class."
Nodding I let the conversation end there, I'm sure she'd appreciate that I'm taking the time to ask, even if the information was nothing new to me.
She looked over her shoulder to the direction from which she had came from, some of her hair swinging over her shoulder. I had to force myself not to reach out and feel the silky locks run through my fingers. Turning back to me, she smiled once more. I did my best to act the charming man so many women swoon over, hoping she wouldn't be able to see how she really effected me.
"Well, I gotta get going." She tossed her head back slightly, in the direction of where her table was. "A friend's waiting for me."
Bowing to her, she was my goddess after all, I grabbed her hand and kissed it lightly. There was so much more I wanted to do to her, but not in public. She wouldn't like that at all, and I am to appease her the best I can. I was finally able to introduce myself to her, after so many months of watching her from afar. "Dimitri Belikov." I looked up to her, still bowing to her, with her hand in mine. I couldn't help but notice how perfectly our hands fit together, as I smiled seductively up to her.
She blushed, a beautiful light pink rising up from her neck to her cheeks, a strange look crossing her face. "R-Rose."
I hadn't needed to be told, I know who she is. I've known everything about her for so long now. I replied to her anyways after standing straight again, "Such a divine name, for such a stunning woman."
She only blushed more, her cheeks brightening as her friend Lissa came into view behind her. She looked somewhat impatient, with her hand on her hip and a frown on her face. "Rose did you get lost or something?" She noticed me, giving me a polite smile as we exchange hellos. But after that, she said something that made my world crash down.
"Come on, we need to get you ready for your date with Mason. You can't possibly want to wear that." She smiled at Rose, as if there was nothing at all wrong with what she said.
Rose turned to me, "Thanks for your help. It was nice meeting you Dimitri." Just like that, she was gone.
I was frozen, I couldn't move. She had a date? Who the hell was Mason and how the hell had I not known about him? Anger boiled up inside of me. How dare he try to steal my love! I'll have to do something about this Mason boy. I can't have him ruin what Rose and I have, it's obvious she's in love with me too! Those smiles that went meant for me, those could not only be friendly. I seen the love in her eyes, I know it was there.
Turning on my heel, I stomped my way out of the library. I was in a rage, shoving people who'd be in my way, pushing others over. If they yelled at me, or said anything, I didn't care. I couldn't hear it, lost in my own world of hatred for a boy named Mason. And Rose. This was her fault as well. How dare she accept this boys' offer, the slut. Oh I was going to make her pay for being so unfaithful to me.
This can not be allowed, whatever the two think they have, to go on any longer. I'll make this end; now.