Hellbreaker, yeah. I was actually going to kill her off for that, but as always the story takes another route. LOL. Damn story not following rules! Thanks for sticking with the story btw. I appreciate it.
Danny took to the skies as his cerulean eyes watered slightly. Where is she? Is she okay? There were just too many scenarios going through the male's mind and none of them were good. He wanted to smack himself because he should have done something at that moment! He should have realized that she was not a willing partner in what was happening now. She had given up because he had shot her down without realizing he had done it and now because of Freakshow she had signed an agreement, he still wasn't sure on that one because he had been sure that the dress is what had broken the restraining order.
Married off for a golden song
That was the sticking point in this. She was married off for something worthy, but what had been worth sacrificing her life to her mother's sick whims?
"I wanted to tell you about how I have felt about you for a long time."
Danny's eyes grew wide. She sold herself to be with him! Sam had signed over her life for him and he hadn't even put the pieces of her poem together until now. It was all about him, her and then Infinity. Even with all that they had been through he had been just as clueless as she had about their feelings for each other and then she had been pushed by that agreement with her mother. Speeding forward he thought about the fact that Infinity was Vlad's child, but the master of fruit-loops hadn't had a say in the kid's life so why was he targeting Sam and Danny or was he just targeting one while using the other?
"Where would he go?" Looking down at the buildings below him he wondered where Sam was being held because Danny didn't want to wait for the week to be up but just looking at all the places that Infinity and Sam could be made his head hurt. "Sam," he said softly as he turned to head back to his parent's house. He guessed he would have to wait for that day.
Sam lay on the floor of a cleared out and dust room, one that she was familiar with from her one time in it. There was the remnants of the hole they had left in it, but that was all mortared up now. She really just wanted to cry, but forcing her emotions into a hole in the back of her mind she willed herself to stay strong because if it came down to it she was going to have to end it and she didn't need those emotions to clog her reserve when the time came.
I just wish I had seen it. I wish I hadn't been so damn blind.
"We walked together, from the start," she said softly as she heard the sounds of Infinity above her and she knew that she had a week, one week that she would be kept her as he took care of whatever he seemed to need to take care of. "I never knew that you were my heart." She had been forced to throw him out of her life and even knowing what he had seen in that bedroom, the hurt in his eyes she still felt certain that he was going to come back, that he was going to save her. "My heart that will never stop, that will never desert me even if I wanted it to."
Looking at the ceiling she slowly closed her eyes. She would need all her strength in the coming days because once he said I do at the alter she was going to end her life if her Phantom failed to show because she knew she was stuck and no amount of saying no would free her from that lunatic above her.
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you, for you
Days passed and soon it was the night before the wedding, Sam still laying on the cold ground of Vlad's forgotten lab, a plate of barely touched food on the ground next to her. She didn't feel an urge to eat because in a matter of hours she would either be dead or she would be with Danny. Either way she was stress with the possibilities because she was unsure how Danny could save her from the contract she had signed. Stiffening she heard the sound of the lab door opening, light spilling out onto the floor followed by a familiar shadow
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you
"Ah, looking a little peaked aren't we, darling?" he questioned as he approached her, her amethyst orbs showing no emotion as she looked at him. If anything at that moment he was reminded of death. She looked dead, but he knew better than that because Samantha was a fighter and she was just playing possum with him. "You just want to die before the fun can begin, but I hate to tell you that I don't plan on that happening for a long time." Sam refused to say anything and for some reason that seemed to piss him off. "Talk damn it!" Again she said nothing as she just stared up at him, her lifeless orbs taunting him so kicking her in her side he cursed her, but all she did was wince, nothing more.
Pulling out a familiar knife he expected a touch of fear to enter her emotionless face, but this time there was nothing. That didn't stop him, but this time he didn't turn her over as he had the two times prior, no, he took the knife and sliced open the front of her shirt, the edge of the knife skimming her bare skin below it. Still there was no reaction and Infinity grew even more irate, his eyes flashing red. He may have been half ghost, but he had yet to fully understand or control his powers, but oh how he wished he could use them as his father had.
As years go by
I race the clock with you
Sure, he had never seen him in person, but there were videos on him, stories about the days he had been the mayor of the small town, but then when he had found out the last place his father had resided he had found hundreds upon hundreds of tapes, and other things his father had left behind. Looking down at her he grew bored with her lack of response and sheathing the knife pulled her up, her body so light that he wondered how much of the food had she actually eaten. Her plates had come back almost empty every time but who was to say that she had been eating it?
"Time to go. We need to get you back home so mummy dearest can take care of you. Don't want you looking like a zombie for your wedding."
But if you died right now
You know that I'd die too
I'd die too
Sam was taken home, her mother taking her from the male at the door even as he insisted that she allow him.
"You have taken care of her enough," the older woman practically spat making the half ghost suspicious Why was she acting like he was the plague and she needed to remove her family away from the infested area. Following her down the hall as she handed Sam off to a butler who immediately took Sam to take a bath, her skin dirty and lightly bloodied.
"You are thinking of going back on this, aren't you?" he questioned as he moved to catch up with her. "Unfortunately for you there is no way out except for the one that she put in the contract to allow herself a way out. This is one that you cannot manipulate, but that is good for me." Chuckling he moved to pass her only for her to reach out, her perfectly manicured hand landing on his arm. He looked at her, his eyes flashing red and then at her hand, but Pamela refused to remove it and so with a flick of his wrist the knife that had been used on her daughter was used on her, the blade slicing from the red head's right shoulder down to her wrist. Pulling her hand back the older woman let out a scream of pain. Within seconds she was hauled off to be fixed, but not before he said one more thing to her. "She is mine and you will not change that because she was never seen with anyone but me by you."
You remind me of the times
When I knew who I was (I was)
Turning he walked off, Pamela glaring at his back as she was taken to the onsite infirmary. Heading down the hall to where he knew Sam was put he passed glowering servants, but he paid them no mind because he was going to make sure she was alone at all times, unfortunately when he got to the door that he was sure she was in there were two large male guards, their firm stares and stances warnings to anyone who wanted to disturb the female inside. Reaching for the knob he was surprised when it didn't turn. He turned to the guards who just shook their head.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" he yelled.
"No, the orders of the master and mistress that no one be allowed in that room until tomorrow for the wedding." Kicking the door Infinity stomped off. "Damn," he hissed while inside Sam lay comfortably in her large bed, her body relaxed for the first time in a week as she passed out from the glass of Canadian whisky her father had set out on her nightstand.
But still the second hand will catch us
Like it always does
"Until the day I die."
