Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight
This story is rated M for a reason. And there won't be lemon-y reasons for a while. Violence, swearing, religion being made fun of and criticized. No Rape.
…:::Chapter 10:::…
"Give Me Your Soul"
"I'll send up someone upstairs right now. Is that alright?" the lady that was in charge of this floor stood by the door. She was bombarding me with questions and I couldn't wait until she left.
"Yeah, that would be great" I smiled at her and watched her as she looked around in the room. She frowned, then looked back at me for a moment. Her eyes locked with mine, she looked like she was debating with herself. She crossed her arms and pursed her lips. Waited for a bit, then left, closing the door behind her.
I walked towards the soft white carpet that led to the dresser. This room was so big…I would probably have to work three years salary straight, just to pay it off. The wall and even the floor looked expensive. Swirls and symbols decorated every empty space.
Those Faes loved swirls and symbols. I looked around and wondered if my housekeeper, or even my mangers knew where I was. Probably not.
I didn't really have alone time for myself. This was the first time I wasn't being creeped on by someone.
I found a chair by the window and sat there.
One thing I was sure of…I was important here. I was very important and they needed me more than I needed them.
But the way they treated me told me a different story. They treated me like I was a hostage.
Zafrina has things that I want. She has answers.
I needed to get close to her and understand what those missing pieces meant. Also, what the hell was a Blood hound prince exactly and why was Masen/Edward involved with it. And did those faes have sides?
Good verse evil and shit?
Soo much to think about.
My mom. That vision…it scared me so much.
This was soo complicated, I moaned to myself. I am too young for this!
I started recalling what happened this day earlier.
After few minutes of me being shaken by a very cheerful Alice, a message appeared. The UnSeelie queen invited Zafrina, Jasper, Alice, Edward and I to a ball dance, the Queen was hosting a party that Edward is refusing to go to, but Alice wanted me to go with her, which meant Edward was forced to come as well. So the result of that was a very frustrated Edward that kicked a chair at an innocent bystander.
I giggled at that memory, Edward was just too boyish.
"Hey Ginger?" A women, called from behind me. I turned around and meet with a tall, bleach blonde girl that stood with one hand wrapped around a red lollipop that was inside her mouth and the other holding a black bag with the tips of her fingers up in the air.
"It's Bella for you Blondie" I snapped at her. She easily dwarfed me, looking at me with her pink pouty lips and a lollipop between her glossy lips. Her nails were covered with layers of red nail polish, sleek and shinny.
"This was sent for you…Ginger" she threw the bag at me, completely ignoring what I told her earlier and I immediately caught it. I reached into the black bag and pulled out a simple navy dress and held it up in distaste.
It was….not my type of clothing.
" I'm supposed to wear this?" I looked up at her.
"Do I look like your personal maid?" She raised one perfectly blonde eyebrow, and sneered.
No…but you look like a senseless moronic person who doesn't know the difference between a brunette and a ginger.
"Yeah. Yeah you do. You brought it Blondie" I threw it at her, and then added. "So you take it back"
"At least last time I checked, I wasn't Masen's slave" She smirked and threw it back at me. Her eyes blazing with hatred. What the hell did I do to you so you can look at me like I was a devil's spawn?
How did she know? Damn it, did everyone know now?
"That's what I thought…bitch" She licked her lips, the turned around and left to the door. Her stilettos clicking with the floor, making an annoying clattering sound I heard it for few more seconds as she walked down the hallway.
I sighed and moved towards the vanity table.
Maybe this is all the destiny shit that fairytales always sing and dance about. Maybe there is a reason that everyone is alive, breathing and taking place. If you think about it, it is.
You just have to look deep into yourself and figure out what you were and who you want people to think you are.
Even the sick, week and pathetic girls that sit around in their bathrooms, shoulders hunched, breaths weak and short, cutting themselves, letting their blood drip down, drop by drop, just to ease the pain that they are going through.
Even them.
They are worth something. In my mind and god help me, because I am feeling very philosophical at the moment… if they weren't there, who will the prefect people gain satisfaction from looking at the lower branch. The pathetic branch.
The losers…me.
I stopped brushing my hair and brought my hand up to my eyes and traced all the tears, until they got wiped out.
At least tears could get wiped away, unlike scars. But I didn't have scars. I am in a good health condition, my loved ones aren't dead, well… that's because they don't exist.
Maybe, just maybe… what I will be doing in Staria will make me look lethal and strong. Maybe I could get a backbone perhaps? All I know is that I am not going to be a pathetic looking girl.
I grabbed the cover up and started applying it, because my face looks like shit at the moment. I cleared my throat and stepped away to inspect myself.
I looked down and forced a smile, I felt silly as I gave myself a pep talk. From now on…I'm the higher branch on the tree.
All I have to do was just go to the ball dance, waltz around, put a huge smile on, and then get back. Sleep, eat, relax, get what I came here for. I pinned my hair in several places and cleared my throat again and found black pumps placed neatly next to the bed on a shiny cream colored box. I grabbed them and sat on the bed, placing my feet into them and walked outside the balcony, but not before slipping the dress on.
I looked down and found a huge clearing with an enormous fire place that held millions and millions of people doing some traditional dancing. It was a partner song…male and female held the ground and danced around in professional and elegant ways. It looked like a ritual.
No one noticed my staring.
I looked behind me at the empty room and then forward. I took one last glance and saw two pair of eyes watching me.
The queen's.
She wasn't glaring, but she wasn't smiling either.
I looked away, my eyes searching, hunting for someone. My eyes zeroed on one person.
He was wearing leather pants and no shirt on, showing a six well defined pack and a black tribal tattoo that went from up the biceps and towards the right side chest. His stance made him look older and more powerful. He was flanked by ten other buffed up guy that were keeping clothing to the minimum too. Many men were the same, the women varied.
I shifted my attention back to him, what was his deal anyways?
Stupid obnoxious testosterone filled body.
The hallway outside was long. To my right was a chair flanked by a fancy looking coffee table, typical huge vase that had multiple exotic looking flowers and vines up and around a golden framed picture of a female.
"The Ugly Committee called, they want their dress back"
I twisted to my left and met with blondie.
"Say that again?"
"The Ugly Committee called, and they want their dress back" She repeated.
"So why the hell are you telling me this, give them their dress back" I raised my eyebrows.
Her dress wasn't unappealing…. …oh boy, bring 'em horny men in.
"You think you're funny" She stepped forward. Her eyes blazing with anger. Great, emotions ruled her… I love it when people over react.
"I wasn't trying to be. But if you found that comment humorous, then laugh" I answered her truthfully.
"The only thing that I find funny is you in that dress. Ever heard of curves? Grow some bitch" She snarled at me and I snorted, she was just trying to get me scared.
"What the hell is your problem? Did we meet earlier in some parallel dimension that you created?" I threw at her.
"Stay away from Masen" She ignored me and closed the distance between us, her nose touching mine. Was she seriously trying to threatening me? What? Is this highschool all over again?
"The fuck? Are you for real? You thought I was going to steal him?" I laughed in her face and stayed where I was. I wasn't scared of her, even though she was taller than me and was probably fae, meaning she was physically stronger. But ofcourse she was after him, its freaking Masen.
"I know you can't. You're plain and flat all over. But he has to look after you because you're weak and pathetic. He is mine and you aren't going to stand in between. Get it human? He is fae, an ultimate bachelorette. What would he want with you" She shoved me and snarled in my face, her face showing her anger. I wouldn't say his sense of humor applied to the ultimate bachelorette, seems a bit over rated.
"Not that I care, but I doubt he would want a slut -"
She wrapped her hand around my throat and pushed me on the wall. Her palm trying to close my wind pipe.
She was nuts. And her eyes were starting to freak me out… a lot.
"What the hell" I choked out, shoving her shoulders but she wouldn't move, she only pushed harder against my throat. I didn't know a lot about trachea, but if she ruined my wind pipe, I was going to murder her. My argument just collapsed on itself. Well not argument, more like statement, yeah, statement; I would die first if she crushed my trachea. But…I would still have seconds of agony, choking for more air, I'm pretty sure that's how suffocating works I mean, wouldn't my lungs and to be exact, my alveoli contain a bit oxygen? I think that's what my grade eleven biology teacher always said.
What the hell was I saying? I'm suffocating here, maybe it was the oxygen shortage, yeah probably that.
I pulled my leg and kicked her hard into her stomach. She stumbled back and I jumped on her. What to do now?
I have no plan.
"Maybe if I kill you, it will be easier…wouldn't you like that human?" She pulled me down and hissed.
"Sorry, I don't want you to be the last thing I see before I die. No offense ofcourse" I gasped out and head butted her. I scrambled backward and tried going around her, adrenaline kicking in.
"Bella when are you coming down…what are you two doing?" Alice, wearing a black tutu dress with a blue diamond necklace hanging. Yes, I noticed that while I was reselling.
"Bella was showing me something" I snorted at her lie, but stood up, Blonde tried reaching for her metal bracelet, but I kicked it at Alice's feet, who looked confused.
She glared at me and I smirked back.
"Uh…what are you wearing? No offense, but you look like a maid." Alice admitted as we walked back to my room, leaving blondie on her own.
"Don't even ask, that chick brought it" I pointed behind us with my thumb.
"Tanya?" She raised her eyebrow and opened the closet that I didn't bother looking through.
"Wow, what a hooker name. Seems fitting"
"Did she try anything?" Alice pushed the racks and kept on sorting through.
"She told me to stay away from Masen" I leaned against the door and chuckled.
"She is his fuck buddy, but she wishes that she is the only one." Alice smiled slightly.
"Huh?"
"Edward, has a highly active sex life. He goes through women like I go through shoes. Oh, here we go. This should look better" She pulled out a black one that was one strapped.
"I think anything would be better than that hideous dress" I agreed.
"So Tanya brought you the dress?" She sat on the bed and tucked her converse cladded feet underneath her.
"Yeah, she's a bitch though" I put my arm through it and patted my dress down.
"She wanted you to go there looking like a maid so that someone would mistake you for one. Maids are required to share their energy if a guest suggested. Maybe she thought someone would scare you away or the fae would take too much of your energy leaving you like an empty shell"
"Energy?" I looked up at her.
"You're not fully fae, you don't need to take energy from another fae for now, maybe if you use your powers. But that's how fae feed; we take energy from other faes. It's not painful unless the other one wills it to be."
"Weird"
"Yeah, that's what I thought at first, but I love it now" she grinned at me. Her blue eyes where outlined and her pronounced cheeks held her perfectly curved nose, she really looked like a pixie.
"Why? How come the sudden change?" I asked when what she said hit me.
"I, uh, I have only done it with Jasper…and its always been during-"
"Stop. An intercourse?" I held my hands up.
"Yeah. Wow Bella, are you a prude?" Her eyes shining with amusement.
"No, now lets get to the part little pixie. Let's move our hammies!" I yelled out as we walked down the stairs.
The inside of the palace was deserted when we went down. Only housekeepers and waiters were rushing swiftly outside the castle and inside. We followed one of them outside, we walked through the huge crowd that held different kinds of beings. I tried not looking at them; details would only make me more squeamish. Just looking at them, I wasn't feeling very scared any more, some looked scary…but actually, they weren't. I didn't hate being here, it wasn't so bad…
"Let me teach you the dance, then go to Rosalie, I think she wanted to talk to you" Alice pulled me by my hand and taught me the moves. They weren't that hard, actually, I enjoyed them a lot. Maybe it was the symphony that played or the mystic air.
The dance was a repeat of a five minutes steps.
I walked towards the Queen smiling brightly as I saw curious eyes following me where ever I walked and stood in front of her.
She smiled at me and spoke out loud, fiercely, not caring of the eyes that were glued to us. "How are you doing on this fine evening?"
"Copacetic" I smiled back, avoiding the eavesdroppers.
" Did you have a dance with someone yet?" She placed her hand in her husband's and traced it.
I looked away from it and at her face. "No, not yet" Did Alice count…probably did. Was a lightening going to strike down on me because I lied to the the unseelie queen?
" Michael over here would be willing. Won't you Michael?" She turned around to a fae that wore a leather pants and a tight black vest on. It didn't suit him
"It would be my pleasure, my queen" He kissed her hand and then looked at me. "Shall we my lady?" He offered his hand and I placed mine in his and pulled me into the crowd.
"I am really clumsy…so be careful" I warned him and watched him smiling at me.
"It's alright. It's a fae dance, you are just going to have to loosen up and enjoy yourself" He laughed at how unsure I was. I still stood there not moving. I felt like my hips were made of stone, and were glued.
He wasn't bad looking actually. He had puppy blue eyes, short light brown hair, and was about my height. His face had a certain cute, yet unattractive vibe. I am very critical when it comes to faces.
"So…Michael, how old are you?" I asked him as we waited for the next song to begin.
"Twenty ." He took a step forward and raised his palm out, I looked around and found everyone doing it. So I raised mine up and touched it with his, we took few steps and we were making a circle slowly.
"Oh"
"I didn't catch yours though" He acknowledged me.
"That's because I never told you it" I rolled my eyes.
"You're right and so was the queen." He grinned and then twirled me around once.
"She said that you had a snarky attitude." He replied with a small smile on his lips.
"Why? What did I do?" I frowned.
"Well, other than being a bit impolite when you met her…You punched Masen" He admitted and the song's chain changed, it turned a bit faster so he spun me around and pulled me flush to his chest. He placed his hands on my hips.
"So? He started it" I snapped at him, moving so we were facing each other. But we kept on dancing, although we were the only ones who were not grinding on each other like the others.
He seemed to get the hint.
This song and dance sounded and looked sensual, everyone was enjoying it.
Eyes closed and bodies close…. but not my thing.
"He isn't the right person to pick a fight with." He stopped smiling, his eyes where looking behind me, his body going rigid.
I looked around and found a pair of green eyes watching me through the flames, they were dark full of…intimacy. I bit my lip and kept on staring back at him.
When he caught me staring, he held his gaze on me and I immediately looked away.
That gaze frightened me. I felt locked, with not a lot of oxygen left to breathe on.
"Why?" I turned around and pressed my back to Michael's chest, I wrapped my arms around his neck and locked eyes with Masen, who glared back at me, holding my gaze as he danced with Tanya. Just my fucking luck, Tanya had her hands on Masen. Well good for her, because he was nothing but trouble.
She smirked at me and opened her mouth a bit, trying to look victorious as she smirked at me. She slowly moved her ass down on his body, grinding into him until she placed both palms flat out on the floor.
But he didn't seem to care, he still had his hands on her wide hips and added a little move of his own. He started grinding against her too, he rolled his hips slowly. It still looked like they were dancing professionally and in an elegant way. I was shocked though…my face flaming red as I raised my eyes to his face and saw that he was still glaring at me. My knees felt weak, I started quickening my inhaling and my throat felt dry.
"He's dangerous"
"I know" I whispered back as I watched them. She knew exactly what was going on, she turned around and faced with him, running her hand up his chest. I looked away from her, but not before I caught her throwing her leg around his waist and bringing his face closer to hers.
I turned all my attention to Michael and tried to forget what I just saw. I bit my lip, what a stupid bitch. She knew, she knew exactly what was going on, and yet she still tried going down on him.
Fucking typical bitch behavior, she wanted Masen? Well she could have him. He was a cocky bastard that lived on sucking people's confidence.
Ofcourse he wanted to be friends with her, hell even fuck buddies. Why wouldn't he? She was every guy's dream. Chesty and busty with a tiny waist and long lean legs. Geez, she was ever guy's wet dream.
The rest of the evening was a blur. After what I saw, I told Michael that maybe we should sit down and just talk until the party was over.
He seemed frustrated after I said that, but he still nodded and did as I said.
The music stopped and people started to leave. The party ended and we all headed back to where we came from. Michael followed me into the palace, guiding me by my lower back. I wanted to push his hand away, but I was too tired and forgot where to go.
We went upstairs and I could feel his eyes on my ass, which made me feel out of place. The whole time we didn't speak, and I couldn't wait to get rid of him. The air felt sticky.
"So…thanks for tonight. I had a good time" I smiled at him and folded my hands together infront of me. I had my back to my door.
"I did too. Want to head inside for a bit?" he leaned into me, placing both hands behind my head where the wall was, and pressed his body to mine.
"Uh…no thanks. I am really tired" I gently pushed him back.
"…oh…baby.. I cant wait" We both turned around and saw Tanya and Masen all over each other as they tried to move to the bedroom across from mine. Masen had Tanya on the wall, while he sucked on her neck and gripped her ass as she scratched his back with her red blood painted nails.
He pulled back from her and turned to my direction. His eyes where full on hungry and his face looked…untamed and savage.
"I get it. You want to fuck him? You think he will be good for you don't you? Do you even know what he is?" Michael yelled at my face, making me snap back and look at him.
His eyes were black and his face got paler and skinnier. "You can't leave me out here! Everyone who had a partner to dance with end up fucking each other all night long, it's a celebration!"
"Touch me again and I will show you exactly how I celebrate?" I shoved him off and walked to my room. Masen stared at me silently as I moved inside and closed the door.
"Whatever" I growled and stripped down to nothing but my bra and panties. I grabbed a tank top and jumped on the bed.
What the hell was Michael's problem?
Do I look like a person who would jump into bed with anyone?
Moron.
I closed my eyes and was about to fall asleep, pulling the cool fluffy covers and snuggled in when I heard the most horrific sounds ever.
It was the screams and moans of Tanya. I sat up on my bed and looked around in the dark with a shocked face on.
I can't believe them. Aren't they ashamed of how public it sounded? I heard some metal hitting the wall and immediately realized that the bed was moving a lot.
I clenched my teeth together and grabbed the sheets with my fists.
I swear if I hear one more peep… I will rip them both into pieces.
Stupid savage creatures.
I moved across the bed and hopped off. The cold floor slapped my bare feet and froze my legs. I opened the door and stepped out, looking at the door across from mine through slanted eyes.
But the noises only got louder, the gibberish turned into real words that were desperate.
I tried blocking my ears from the horrific moans and plead.
"…more!...oh goddess harder…yes, yes please….faster…" Tanya screeched from the other side and I cringe in distaste.
I saw red. Are you kidding me? Did she just say harder and faster ?
Just because this is how these stupid faes celebrate whatever ludicrous celebration they had, doesn't give them the right to keep people up at night.
I burst into their room and froze as I gaped at the scene infront of me .
Masen was inside Tanya.
During her pleading to increase the rhythm Masen locked his eyes with me and kept on going, completely oblivious to the fact that I just walked in while he was buried inside, he made a look that suggested I say what I wanted.
"You, uh might wanna turn it down a bit…I am trying to sleep" I stuttered out and I was pretty sure I just uttered the worst thing I could have managed.
Why did I seem so shocked? I should have expected such a scene even before I entered.
I took a step back and quickly headed back to my room, I didn't stop until I jumped underneath the covers and went over the reasons why I should change my identity.
Atleast the sounds stopped. Then I realized that I went out with my underwear out, I palmed my face and groaned.
Then I heard the door opened and someone stood by me on the bed, completely calm in the dark while I slammed my back against the headboard and screamed.
"Damn it, calm down. Why do you always yell!" Masen stared at me, I didn't dare to look down and check what he was wearing, or what he wasn't it.
"What are you doing here" I hissed.
"Make use of these…or not" He threw two pieces of ear plugs at me and left the room, ignoring my question.
I groaned loudly and tried to get rid of the mental picture that seemed to burn inside my head.
"…what about bacon? Would you like some bacon? They are just about done, so it will be fresh" One of the food deliverers kept on insisting that I get more than toast and jam.
"toast is fine" I smiled politely, silently killing her with the bacon she kept on insisting I would eat. Its bad enough I woke up with a terrible headache and now I was seated in a long table with everyone being loud, well Emmet who I definetly dont fear anymore.
"Are you sure?" She clicked her head to the side.
"Positive" I exhaled loudly.
"Only if your sure"
" Lady,I'm so positively sure that the word positive could have a new meaning. I have never been more positive than this moment in life. I hate bacon. All the high cholesterol just sickens me…it clots my flow in every way. So no This has to be the most negative no ever."
"I'm not convinced yet ma'am" She told me. Her eyes gentle, not indicating any signs of frustration.
"Grapefruit. How about that? It's very good for an empty stomach" I gritted my teeth.
"Wonderful choice ma'am! I will be right back" She said excitedly and I watched her in disbelief. How could she be so happy to serve someone breakfast? Let alone grapefruit!
"She's Bounded" Jasper said as he watched me from across the table, Alice was by his side drinking coffee.
"Huh?"
"She is bound to serve food. Each servant here has to serve their guests fully. She happened to be a food server. She can feel you unsatisfied by the food infront of you. " He explained to me.
"Oh" That was…weird. She felt my emotions. No wonder that servant from last night kept on fidgeting at the door.
It was so neat, I was impressive. Every servant should have this ability. I stopped munching on my toast when I realized that I just accepted one of their ways.
"I cut it I half, I didn't know how you wanted it." She placed the plate that had two half grapefruits. Tanya walked into the room with a huge smile on her lips, her hair a bit ruffled, but otherwise looking perfect in her night gown.
"If you're good, he might do it to you sometime, little girl" she told me as she passed my chair, tousling my hair on the way.
I almost choked on my bread, and had to cough for at least a minute.
"Why would I want to sound like a dying mammal?" I played it cool.
Emmet, Jasper ad Alice started laughing at my comment.
"You think this is funny?" She shrieked at them.
"Yes, and your expression is even more pathetic" I threw in.
"Shut up pet, atleast I'm no owned. Who's pathetic now?"
"Still you Tanya. Bella isn't my pet" Edward walked in, stealing half my grapefruit and knife.
"You cant mean that!" She gasped at him. I almost felt bad for her. Looks like some people don't understand the concept of one nightstands.
I grabbed my half and started eating it, absorbing the entertainment infront of me in amusement.
He ignored her and sat on the farthest end, away from everyone.
"So Eddie, what's on the agenda today? I'm famished to kill some of those bastards" Emmet cracked his knuckles.
"Rosalie extended her leash on you?" Edward crossed his ankles on the table, disrespecting everyone and carved into the fruit.
"Come on man you cant be still hung up on that" Emmet whined at him and nudged Jasper for help.
"Rosalie is in the castle, so technically the leash isn't extended" Jasper offered and Alice started grinning.
"Fuck you Jazz, and you too pixie. Eddie don't listen to these jealous morons."
"How about you don't call me Eddie" He snapped at Emmet suddenly.
I finished my food and couldn't stand sitting here. I needed to get out.
How can he be so damn casual about last night?
"Would you like to accompany me Isabella?" Zafrina walked towards me, one hand curled infront of the shawl she wore. Everyone looked at me for the response. I tried not to look at one particular person but I couldn't stop myself.
Edward looked annoyed, but didn't comment.
I stood up, lifting my chair with my hands as I pushed it back. I had to hand it to Zafrina…she had great timing.
"So…uh, what did you want?" I asked awkwardly as we walked between beds of flowers outside.
"Allow me to take charge of you, you don't belong in this world. Give me your soul…and in return I shall give you another one, an entirely new one"
A/N: Hellooooo, helloooo My Cheeky Monkeys!
I am done editing, hopefully I didn't leave a mistake unattended!
Thank you all for reviewing, alerting or even favoring this story...and most of all reading it without snorting (Hopefully).
That should have been an okay cliff hanger...what to do, what to do now Bella?
Clarification of the chapter:
Michael- I think he will represent Mike Newton...not sure yet.
Tanya- wohoo, every story needs a Tanya. Tanya will disappear soon, but not before ruining some things, then she will come back at the end or middle.
Servants in the Fae world weren't captured or anything. They simply exist to assist. They have to do what other people tell them to do and yes, they have a special perk of sensing the others satisfaction rate regarding the assistance that they are providing.
As always My Cheeky Monkeys...THANK YOU FOR READING and reviewers...FIRE AWAY!