Chapter Four
I haven't fell back asleep since Zoey came back and have been brooding over where's she's been. I know I shouldn't care but Nyx sent me here too stop the evil and that's not going to happen without a little snooping. I guess I have to go snooping now, so I looked at the clock saw that it read 4:00 PM and heaved myself out of bed and pulled on my rob.
First things first, cheek her stuff for any clues of what she's been doing. I cheeked under her bed, in her drawer, and in the closet and found nothing, but when I looked in her bathroom I found a little leather book by the sink.
I hesitated before opening it and thought that this was an invasion of property and I finally concluded that it was for the greater good and opened it. Luckily, there was a book mark in there and it was on the latest page, I looked back suspiciously and started reading.
The book read that she was the leader of the Dark Daughters, whatever that was, and had a meeting tonight. That explained what she was doing but not why she was breaking curfew and that is what I'm going to investigate. It said here that she meet them in the chapel every Tuesday night then went on some kind of field trip with them to do a ceremony of some kind.
'So on to the chapel it is' I thought to myself as I put the book back and left her bathroom and put on my sneakers. I opened the door and sneaked out and headed towards the chapel, which I have no idea where it is, by the way. I deducted that it would be in the east and would have statues of the Goddess in front of it.
I started walking in that general direction of the east and walked in a semi straight line and found the chapel after about a minute. I could tell that I was here because there were two giant statues of Nyx in front of it.
It looked a little creepy in the light but I got this feeling like I belonged in there, I think it's because of the Goddess and how she felt about me. So I walked up to the door and peeked inside the door and saw nothing but pews and altars, so I cautiously walked in and looked around.
It looked so wide and open but I bet it looked totally different in the dark; there were a few big shadows that gave me a preview of what it looked like in the dark but the room is mostly light.
Behind the altar there were two rooms and I started to walk towards the one on the left and when I got there I opened the door looked around the room from the doorway. I saw an empty room with a hanging chandelier in the middle of the room.
I closed the door and went to the other door and I was just about to open it when I heard voices and footsteps coming up to the chapel. I quickly opened the door and ran inside and gently slammed the door shut and looked around frantically for a hiding place. I ran to the back of the room by a covered table and was getting more desperate by the second and just as I was going to give up something grabbed my foot and pulled me under the table. The mystery person yanked me up onto their lap and put their hand over my mouth to silence me.
I tried to get away by twisting and turning but the person had an iron grip on me, and soon the person put their mouth next to my ear and hissed, "Be still or do you want to get caught."
I stilled immediately, not because of what they said but because of two things. One, because I could hear the people which were two girls coming into the room and two, because I had twisted so far that the person was now cradling me like a baby and I could see their face.
The person was the hottest guy I've ever seen, he had sun bleached blond hair and very chiseled features and, as I continued to look at him, I seen his baby blues look at me in confusion then a more intense emotion came into his eyes and as the two girls talked we stared at each other until I snapped out of it and started listening to the two girls.
"Why did I have to come with you, again," said one of the girls.
"Because 'Misery loves company,'" said the other girl.
"Well, this is deferentially misery," said the first one, "let's just get your purse and go."
After a couple of seconds of ruffling sounds one of them said, "I can't find it."
And the other one said, "Why don't you cheek under the table."
I heard one of them approach the table and I was prepared to get caught when one of them said, "Hey, I found it!"
"Really where," said the one at the table.
"Right here, is this it," asked one of them.
"Yeah, can we go now this place is creepy," said the other one.
"Yeah, I'm done here let's go," the other one said.
Right after they said this we heard their footsteps walk out of the room and close the door then soon after out of the chapel. When I heard them walk away and close the door I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.
I relaxed and leaned back against a rock hard chest and sighed deeply. Then, I realized that I was leaning on this guy that I don't even know and that he's really hot.
"Umm…not to be rude but what are you doing under here," I said questioningly.
"I don't have to tell you anything I just saved you from...whatever," he said angrily.
"I didn't ask to be saved," I said just as angrily.
"And I wasn't asked to save you, I was trying to be good for once, but I guess I'm not good at anything anymore," he said angrily and depressed sounding.
"I'm sure you're good at something," I said sympathetically.
"No I'm not, I'm not good at being good, I'm not good at school, and I've been told multiple times that I'm a jerk and worthless," he said sounding sadder by the minute.
I leaned into him, gripped his head, and pulled his head down and over to me and said, "Listen to me you're not a jerk or wouldn't have saved me and you're not worthless, I can't prove it you've just have to trust me."
He leaned on closer and whispered, "How do I know I can trust you?"
I leaned even closer and whispered back, "You just have to."
I then noticed that he was staring at lips and licking his, and when I noticed my eyes immediately fell down to his lips and he and I leaned in at the same time. We were making out or at least I think we were I've never had a boyfriend other than Edward and all he would give is a chaste kiss.
I slowly moved my lips against his in the oldest dance of time I now know why people like this so much it feels good. He pulled me flush up against him so we were pressed so close together that I could feel all the contours and grooves of his body and I bet he could feel all of mine.
When we finally broke apart, we were both gasping for air, clinging to each other, and staring into the others eyes.
"See," I whispered to him, "you're not totally worthless."
"Not totally worthless," he playfully asked.
"Yeah," I said playfully back, "not totally."
"Well," he growled, "I'll just have to prove you that I'm fully not worthless."
He then tackled me, still under the table, and pinned me down and kissed both sides of my neck, both of my cheeks, and finally my lips.
I pulled back and asked, "Wait, who are you?"
"Why, does that matter," he said breathlessly.
"I'm kissing you and I don't know who you are," I said sarcastically, "I think it matters."
"If it matters that much to you," he said as he climbed off of me, "my name is James Stark, but call me Stark."
"And I'm Bella Swan," I said as I stuck out my hand to be shook.
He reached out with his hand and shook mine like we've never met before.
"Let's get out from under this table and really see each other for the first time, shall we," I asked mock politely.
I climbed out first and I heard him whistle, you know the kind of whistle you give a pretty lady, and I gave my butt an extra shake before standing up.
When I was in an upright position again I looked down and saw Stark crawling out from under the table and offered him a hand. He took it and I felt a spark that electrified every part of me, and when he was upright I saw his eyes, they were smoldering. Then I realized that we've been staring at each other for a really long time and was still hold hands.
Embarrassed, I let go and ducked my head to hide my blush behind my hair and turned so my back was to him. But he was having none of that and grabbed my shoulders gently and turned me back towards him, tucked my hair behind my ear, and lifted up my head. He then cradled my face in his hands and kissed my lips softly then harder then pulled me against him again. But instead of kissing me he just hugged me and started sniffing my hair like he couldn't stand letting me go for a moment. So I reach around his slim but muscular waste and hugged him tightly back, but I don't really know why.
After like five minutes of this I decided to say something and said, "Why are you hugging and sniffing me."
"No reason," he said as he stepped back uselessly and I just stepped towards him again, "it's just because...I...uh," he sighed and shook his head.
"Because why," I asked softly.
"Because the last time I met somebody like you she left me for someone else, but I never really had her in the first place, she had two other guys or more at her beck and call," he said bitterly.
"I'm sure who ever that girl was is a major whore and a major bitch, but I'm not like that and I...I really like you and when we touch it's like lightening and your sensitive which is hard to find in a man and I'm just blathering on aren't I," I asked rhetorically.
"Yes kind of," he smirked, "but it's okay 'cause I think it's cute."
"Shut up," I said as I lightly slapped his arm.
"So why were you in here the first place," I asked lightly.
Despite my light tone his expression darkened immediately and mumbled, "It's because of my Mark."
"It's because of your bark," I asked incredulously.
"No," he laughed shyly, "my Mark."
"What about it," I asked as my eyes slide up towards his mark and gasped in surprise.
He brushed his hair away from his forehead so I could have a better look and I what I saw was incredibly abnormal. His Mark is red and covers his whole forehead and down towards his cheeks, it was made up of bows and arrows with swirls and overall it was...beautiful.
"What's wrong with it, all I see is a beautiful Mark on a beautiful face," I said sweetly.
"It's not beautiful it's a curse," he said bitterly as I rolled my eyes and walked towards the door, not another one of these.
'I already had a guy who thought immortality was a curse but was really a gift and now this guy who thinks something that's beautiful a curse' I thought as I turned back around towards him. Boy, do I know how to pick'em.
I narrowed my eyes and said dangerously, "Really."
"What's with the face," he asked suspiciously.
"The last guy who said was my last boyfriend and was a totally douche bag," I said angrily.
"No, I mean it's really a curse along with a blessing, I have the power to shot anything I want from anywhere and due to this mark I can't go out into the sun or else I will burn," he said a little less bitter.
"Is that why you're hiding in here," I asked.
"Yeah," he said, "I was walking around looking for...something and I lost track of time so I ran in here when the sun stated to come up."
"Well, I have to get ready for school so I should get going," I said awkwardly.
"Will I see you again," he asked desperately as he took a step towards me.
"Yeah," I said obviously, "of course you will."
I turned to leave and turned back suddenly because I got the feeling he had something to say and asked, "Do you have something to ask me?"
When I asked this he was looking back at the table and he wiped around to look at me and said, "Umm...yeah, when I was outside, you know before I got caught I was looking for a snack."
He said that with obvious double meaning, but had no idea what the other meaning would be.
"And what is wrong with that," I asked not understanding.
"Nothing if it's normal food, but I was looking for blood, and when vampyre's dink blood the drinky gets aroused while the other gets a meal," he said ashamed.
"So, you were going around drinking blood and groping girls with no strings attached, in public," I asked spitting it all out.
"Yeah," he said sounding ashamed.
"How about you talked to me when you're not sucking on other girls, sound good, good," I asked rhetorically.
I quickly stormed out of the room through the pews and down the front steps to the dormitory all the while ignoring the cries of Stark shouting 'Bella'. I went to my dorm quickly and jumped on to my bed and slid under the covers all the while kicking my shoes off and throwing my robe on the floor.
I shot a quick look at the clock and saw it was time for me to wake up and sighed deeply I glanced at Zoey's bed while getting up and saw it was already empty. I shook my head and took a quick shower than grabbed all I wanted to wear, put on my bra, panties, and robe, and headed across the hall to Erin's and Shaunee's.
When I got there they were all dressed, had coffee, and were chatting about nothing and as I came in they looked up and smiled in unison.
"Hey girl," they said in unison.
"Hey," I said shyly as I dumped one of my clothes on the floor, "go ahead and pick what you want make cause I want to look good today."
"Thanks," they said together again.
They soon had three outfits made and I picked the one that showed the most skin and looked professional. I quickly put it on and let the girls fuss over it until it was declared perfection and get started on my hair. They straightened and curled it in different sections then put it up in a bun and told me to leave it there for a half an hour.
"So," Erin said, "are you excited for today."
"Kind of, and have weird things been going on lately," I asked suddenly.
I could tell the answer by the look they shared before speaking.
"Yeah, there's this guy that walks around sucking the girls blood and groping them-" said Shaunee.
"And then when the girl goes up to them later he acts like they never even met before," finished Erin.
"What's this guy's name," I asked while praying to Nyx it wasn't Stark.
"It's James-" said Shaunee while I sighed in relief, "but," Erin continued, "he likes to be called Stark."
Which after hearing I sagged in defeat and I saw them share a glance again at my obvious disappointment.
"Your hairs done," said Shaunee.
They both stood up and undid my bun and let my hair bounce softly down on to my shoulders. They then stood me up, put their hands over my eyes, and put me in front of their mirror. When they allowed me to open my eyes and I gasped at what I saw, I saw a goddess who had big doe eyes, long flowing hair, and flawless pale glowing skin.
"You made me beautiful," I said reaching out and touching the mirror.
"No, you were already beautiful-" said Erin.
"All we did was enhance it," finished Shaunee.
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