Chapter Eleven: The Dark Haired Girl
(The final Decision Part One)
Author's Note: Just a warning for you readers this chapter is darker than the others I've written so far but this is where Natasha makes her final decision on whether to marry Beckett or not…
Italics Is Natasha's Dream
~Dream~
She stares as her blooded hands confused and upset. Three bodies lay in front of her, those bodies were her family and the people she treasured and loved… She fell on to her knees, her legs unable to take her entire weight and her silent sobs racked through her body. She didn't even hear his footsteps approaching her but she refused to look him in the eye."What a shame, a lot blood to clear and a lot of blood to keep a secret." His predatory smile was on his face and his hand helped the scared girl on to her feet. Her head rested on his shoulder, her eyes were watering still but she had only him, the monster for comfort.
"I didn't mean too, I...I..." she stammered as she looked up at him furiously wiping away the tears he looked at her and sighed. "I believe you, but will the others? This doesn't look good on your behalf, your whole family is dead because of...you." his voice was laced with viciousness, Viciousness she wasn't used to hearing in his voice.
She began to run away from him but he stepped into her path. "You can try and run Natasha but you can't hide forever. Blood is on your hands, people can see that. That is why I am here; I keep this away from the world, to protect you if only you marry me." He moved his hand to her face and caught one of her stray tears she sighed but to escape tis she had no choice…
"I… Will marry you…" She hesitated but she finally felt free but that wasn't for long…
The floorboards broke underneath her and her eyes widened with fear he tightened his grip on her hand but it was too late she tumbled into the darkness and her screams echoed all around her his shouts were drowned in the enveloping darkness which caught the young woman by surprise…
She woke up, eyes adjusting to the darkness. "Natasha?" Asked a voice she had heard it but her eyes couldn't even adjust enough. "I'm alright but come in all the same..." she pulled herself upright just as the door opened. Slowly the maid came in, holding Natasha's clothes for the day. She smiled though Natasha could see she was worried. In the few years they had come close, she could tell her anything and she knew she wouldn't say anything but she didn't tell her everything. It was part of her nature, to be careful and all...
"Good Morning Amelia" She muttered dragging her lifeless legs up towards her chin and she sighed half-helpless and Half-lifeless Amelia smiled "Morning m...Natasha. How are we feeling this morning?" "I'm fine thank you, yourself?" she replied stretching her aching limbs her sticky hair peeled away from her face as if it were a banana being freed from its skin.
"Just fine thank you," She replied before she noticed the young woman's face "Are you sure you are ok. I'm sorry for asking out of term, but you are sweaty and look pale." She walked towards the young woman; Natasha saw Amelia as a mother figure and smiled "It was just a nightmare Amelia...nothing to fret. Natasha went behind the screen to get changed Amelia was on the other side "If you so say so, Natasha, I'm afraid your lordship wishes to see you for breakfast." Natasha gritted her teeth annoyed he had given her until today for an answer and her mind was clouded… "Natasha, Are you alright dear?" asked Amelia worried for the young woman's health "I'm fine Amelia; I'm not that hungry..." she laced up the plaits behind the dress and on her wrists before coming out.
"You know he won't take no for answer Natasha, Go just this once." Amelia sounding like she was pleading for her to go and she nodded not before grabbing an apple from the fruit stand near the bedroom door…
"Mother Give me the strength to go through with this. please…" she said walking along the long corridor...
A/N Cliff-hanger! Will Natasha Accept the Proposal or Will things go to ruin? Till next time everyone!