Preference
The late 18-hundreds
I knew there was something wrong. The minute he told me to go for a walk I should have known. He never wants me to leave, much less when it's sunny and even if he lets me go, he sends someone with me. I should have stayed but I wanted to go outside, feel the sun on my skin, breath in the fresh air. I wanted to feel human a way I haven't felt in so long. Just the opportunity was to tempting. I could see it now his large Victorian house -our house- I crossed the rest of the field and headed for the back door of the kitchen.
The door was open I had to slow if I didn't want to run face first into the wall. I crept in and looked around. Empty. I saw piles of sand on the floor and knew what it meant. I ran out the room looking for someone, anyone. Finding nothing but sand except in Katie's room, it was the only clean one. I walked out the room. I was exhausted but I couldn't stop there was only a few more rooms to check. Three of them were the ones I was scared to check for fear of what I might find. Then thought of Alice came to mind and I rushed to the staircase for the third floor.
I was too late. I knew it but I had to go, I had to see it for myself. I ran through the twisting corridors of the giant castle like house. The stone walls and floor were covered in vines, causing me to stumble and trip. This was the oldest part of the building it was rarely used until recently. One last turn and I could see the door. It seemed much farther away then it usually was. I pulled out my key, I knew it was unlocked but I used it anyway. A tug at the door.
The sudden bright lights from the nursery stung my eyes. It wasn't supposed to be this bright. The dark purple curtains had been ripped from their spot at the window. There was a group of men in blue suits with swords staring at me but I ignored them and ran straight to the crib, it was covered with a cloth..
I pulled away the cloth and found what I knew I would find. Sand. Everywhere was filled with sand. The kitchen, the bedrooms , even the indoor garden. Everyone was gone. I fell to my knees. A sob bubbled up from my chest. I buried my head in my hands.
"Amelia!" Jonathan appeared out of the throng of men that were beginning to surround me. He came down beside me. "Amelia," He said, more softly. "it's ok I'm here now."
"What did you do!" I yelled, dropping my hands to look at him.
He looked hurt, like I had upset him somehow. Like he had a reason to be upset. Why should he be, he didn't lose everything. He did this. He took everything away from me.
"He changed all of them. Everyone but you…" He paused "Why didn't he change you?"
I turned away from him. "He wanted me as I was. He wanted me to want to be there." A thought just occurred to me. "Where is he? What did you do to him?" I didn't bother waiting for an answer. I just got up again and shot out the room. Or at least I tried. Several arms caught me before I could make it near the door. I thrashed and pulled at them I even screamed at them to let me go, but they held on.
"Maybe we should kill her too," A voice said. "put her out of her misery."
I jerked out the grasp of the hands holding me and turned to glare at Matthew's smirking face. Suddenly Jonathan went up to him and punched him. "Shut up." He roared. He turned back to me. "Amelia you need to tell me where the rest of them went."
My head snapped up. "The rest of them? They got away?" I asked. They were alive, they aren't all gone. I felt a tear prickle down the side of my face.
Jonathan came up to me and wrapped me in his arms. "It's okay we'll find them."
I stiffened. No I didn't want him to find them. I wanted them to be safe and far away from here.
"The sun is setting we need to leave soon." Someone said.
Jonathan nodded. "Let's leave, we did what we came here to do." Then he looked at me his green eyes filled with a protectiveness I see every time I we were together. "I'll take you home with me." As everyone was filing out he bent his head to mine and our lips touched. It sent shivers through me. "I won't let him take you away from me again. I'll protect you, I promise." Then he crushed his lips to mine.
Was it strange that I still loved him? That I couldn't hate him. Even after all this I couldn't and I still wanted to be with him.
I pulled away as another tear escaped my eye. Jonathan reached to wipe it away but I shook my head. He went to pull me in for another hug but I backed away. Hurt passed across his face for the second time today.
"Where is he, Jonathan?" I asked. I looked around but everyone had left.
His face scrunched up confused but when realization hit he was angry. "Why does it matter? I'm here now." He started walking forward so I started walking back until I hit a wall. "He has you under his spell. Don't worry we can fix it." He wrapped in his arms again. "I'm sorry Amelia. I just want you to be safe." He pause and took a deep breath. "I love you."
"GET AWAY FROM HER!" A voice roared from the door.
There he was. He was dressed in all white crouching in the doorway. His dark hair hung over his even darker eyes, telling me was furious, dangerous.
Dante
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