VICTORIAPOV
Chapter 4
Nature
I froze. What did he think he was doing?! Passing me off as his wife! How dare he? How dare he kidnap me, take me to a decrepit and abandoned old house, then try and claim he had any relationship to me! I had never felt so infuriated. Anger bubbled away, tainting my vision red slightly. I couldn't see the different colours anymore, just varying shades of red. Burgundy, Scarlet, Ruby, Claret, Crimson. Laurent wound an arm around my waist, not in the loving gesture it looked like, but in warning for me to keep quiet.
"It does look like my brothers obsession, but I guess it can't be" Alexander shrugged
"So how come you and your wife are living here? I thought this place had been empty for decades"
My captor smiled, "Why don't we go somewhere more comfortable? Surely standing is making your feet ache"
The five men nodded feverishly, and Laurent grinned wider. Something about his smile was off, almost sinister. It unnerved me, but they didn't seem to notice, "Follow me" He purred
We walked down the corridor till we came to the end. There were two doors, and he led us through the left first one. In the room were various chairs, covered in a thick layer of dust and dirt. Again, the five drunks didn't notice.
"Please, sit down, my friends. Would you like a drink?"
Although they were obviously too drunk already, they graciously accepted another without hesitation. The dark smile crept up on my captor's face yet again.
"May, Darling, Go and get us a drink each would you?" That's what he the drunks heard, not what he added in my ear, "I'm going to get rid of our guests, just get out the room so I don't harm you in the process. And the drinks won't be necessary"
I nodded and hurried out the room, slamming the door shut behind me. A moment later, screams erupted from the room, and I sank down onto the floor covering my ears, trying to block out the grisly noise. Tears started flowing from my eyes for the men who would never come out of the room. A small while later, the door opened softly, but, although I knew who it was, I couldn't look at him, not knowing what he'd done.
"Victoria?" He asked softly, "Victoria, look at me" He knelt down beside me, and gently took hold of my wrists, forcing my hands away from my tear-streaked face.
"Get off me!" I screamed, and he dropped my hands in surprise, "Don't touch me! Don't talk to me! Don't come anywhere near me! You killed them! You killed every single man in that room! Then you expect to come and be able to talk to me! How can you?!" I stood up and moved a few steps away from him. He stood as well, but didn't move back.
"Calm down, Victoria. Killing them was nothing. They were drunk, they never saw it coming"
"That's even worse! That you can think nothing of killing them! It's murder!"
"It's nature. Now calm down and help me clean up"
"Clean up? Clean up! You expect me to go in there, see the corpses of my family and their friends, and clean up?"
"Yes, I expect you to go in there! Yes, I expect you to see them. Yes, I expect you to move them. I expect you to help me!"
"Then you expect to much of me! I will not go in there, I will not see them, I will not move the dead, and I most certainly will not help you!"
He moved up to me and slapped me hard across the face, "You will do as I ask, Victoria. So far I have been kind to you, have I not? My patience is limited, and I beg you not to try it!"
"Why me? Why did you take me, Laurent? If it's for your so-called friend, there are prettier girls out there than me!"
"I took you simply because my companion asked for a girl with spirit, and what you said about the other prettier girls isn't true"
"Yes it is! Have you ever actually seen the girls in town? Have you ever seen Rosalie Hale? She's the prettiest girl in town. Shallow, but very, very beautiful. Surely your acquaintance would prefer her?"
"Trust me, he wouldn't"
