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I walked into the dinning room to see Chris's brother sitting at the table looking towards me. He smiled before saying, "We meet again."
I didn't respond. For some very strange reason, I saw two different rooms. It was like a two mirrored view. One of which, showed the modern, up-to-date dinning room, that I had seen since I lived here. The other showed a stone walled room, with a long ancient table. Sethos sat at both, with the same expectant look on his face. My father walked in, the modern room came back into focus, or at least, some of it. I sat a little further away from Sethos this time. He flashed his brilliant smile my way, seeming undisturbed by my distance.
"You kids need anything?" My father pointed the question to the 'guest' than to me.
"No thank you." Sethos words were like silk.
I just shook my head. I knew my father had left the room as his eyes softened.
"Why are you here?" I asked, not taking my eyes off him.
"I came to see you."
The other room came into focus that almost seemed real…
"Join my," Sethos whispered in my ear. The other room showed him sitting across from me, his gaze fixed on my face, "You won't regret it," His breath on my neck.
"No," I moaned.
"It won't hurt, I won't hurt you. You'll thank me, after."
"No." I gritted my teeth. Sethos laughed and I saw red. But that wasn't all I saw. I saw him in the stone walled room, smiling at a brown haired girl kneeling in front of him. Not only did I realise that this room was in a castle but to my horror I noticed the brown haired girl was me. The same high cheekbones, the same rose coloured lips, only there was a darker, thicker looking colour on them.
"No," I gasped, realising it was his blood.
"Oh, yes." He murmured, "You will be mine."
"No." My eyes widened at the other, although slightly paler, me licked her lips in a seductive way. My eyes, at that moment froze on the dark substance. I barely noticed my swallow, it seemed eager somehow.
"I know what you want," His breath tickled my skin and made me feel dizzy. "Just let me give it to you, the ache will stop then."
I blinked in surprise. My chest hurt, almost as if I couldn't breath right. Then I noticed something else. My throat was dry, I was thirsty.
"I can stop it." He whispered, soothingly. I saw his wrist moving in front of my lips. Before I got the chance to blink he'd opened a wound. Blood oozed through, only a few drops though.
"Go on," He soothed, "Don't be afraid."
I move forwards, unable to stop myself. I was so thirsty. Then an inch away I stopped dead. A brown haired boy appeared in my mind. Chris.
"Chris," I sighed.
The red cloud vanished and strangely, so did the thirst. I detected anger from Sethos. I looked him in the eye, "That's right, I love your brother, not you."
He shook. Enraged. "He's not good enough for you."
"We'll see."
He brought up his hand and hit me. I fell to the floor, at the force of the blow, I was more than a little stunned, but the moment I saw blood, I said, with all the strength I could muster, "Go. To. Hell."
Before I stormed out of the house, no longer caring about what happened…