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'No Ordinary Cinderella' – A Twilight Fanfic

By No Ordinary Cinderella

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Saffron's POV

Chapter Eighteen

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(Upon request I will be describing the house layout, but only of the first floor because that's where something happens)

I wandered through the house; I first started off on the ground floor so that I could keep track of which floor I was on. This house was not a house at all, more like a vast estate, and the forest surrounding the house was its gardens. I felt insignificant and unworthy as I passed the beautiful house, as if I was unworthy to sit here, to be here. But I had to learn to control my thirst, and then they'd not bother with me anyway and chuck me out.

Just the ground floor was bigger than my entire home, the front door opened up to a corridor which, in turn opened up to the expanse living room with its ornate decorating and sofas.

All of the Cullen family had gone hunting, except one. I did not know who but they had stayed behind, but I had seen neither hair nor hide of them.

I couldn't keep track of where I was going in this house, it was like a mansion, if I paid too much attention to the room, I wouldn't pay enough attention to where I was going. On this floor so far, was a games room, a large, decorative music room which held only the best hand-crafted instruments, a gallery, a dining room (never used), and other normal rooms and last but not least, a small ballroom that was in the back of the house. It was relatively small but that didn't decrease its splendour.

I walked in, there being no door, and immediately found myself on a set of stone steps, going both ways, and a beautifully carved banister. I leaned the painting against the banister. As I walked down, I felt my hand trailing along it in the excitement and enchantment of the ballroom.

The floor was simple, basic, but if you looked at the ceiling…indescribable beauty lurked up there, you could see the glass dome in which the sunlight poured through, and the sky looked absolutely beautiful from here, with no cloud cover to hide the sun, which meant no cloud cover to hide us.

I stood in the middle of the room and I swear I heard music playing right then and there. An uplifting but haunting melody and it was infectious, I couldn't help it, it was like someone had put a spell on me to dance. I didn't even know how to dance!

I closed my eyes as my feet and arms kept dancing with surprising grace. It was easy to get into the song, easy to drift away from reality. Reality was what I was running from, I just never ran far enough, but now…my mind had gone blank, and all I could hear was the beautiful melody, and the now graceful movements of my hands and feet.

I felt a hand clasp with mine and then another join at my waist. At the shock of it all, opened my eyes and let go of his hold.

He smiled a breathtaking smile at me.

"I see my power worked then."

Wait…what?

"What do you mean?"

"I'm an illusionist, I made you imagine the music, and the beat, and well…everything. That was the first time I tried to actually see if it worked. I guess it did."

"So I'm just an experiment for you to work on." It wasn't a question, and I didn't say it in anger, no, I said it in sadness because somehow…I felt like I had a crush on Ryan, and I didn't even know him yet, I wasn't worthy enough, not at all. He should be able to find someone pretty enough, someone smart enough, someone who he actually loves. He shouldn't be wasting his time just talking to me.

I turned to walk away as I felt the tears that would never come spring to my eyes. The moisture never creeped its way out once, as I turned to run.

I felt a sharp tug at my hand and I was spun around to face Ryan. His golden orbs pierced mine and I forgot how to breathe, even though I didn't need to. His warm hands slowly lifted and cupped my cheeks and then, he kissed me.

His warm lips pressed against mine with a sort of urgency, a sort of need. I felt heavenly drunk with his sweet aroma as his breathed into my mouth. His lips sparked something up in me, our lips moved in sync for only a few seconds before the realisation of what I was doing sunk in.

I was kissing Ryan Cullen. I was kissing him.

I shouldn't attach myself to people, they'll only hurt me. I knew that, but why did I believe they actually cared just a tiny bit?

Was this some sort of sick joke? Was I just a toy again? They never wanted me to not hurt people; they just wanted me to play around with. I wasn't anything special to them, and they didn't care for me in the least bit that I had hoped. I thought they cared just enough to not hit me or to not throw me out. I thought that they were kind enough and their feelings were genuine. I couldn't even get more wrong. I was just a something to pass the time, a little toy to play around with, for amusement purposes only. They didn't need to hit me to break my hurt.

I didn't realise I was already running away. I heard his shouts but I still ran, and I ran and I ran. I didn't know where I was going, until I found myself on the roof of the Cullen home. I could end this pain, before they inflicted more on me, before it became too unbearable.

I walked to the edge of the roof. Looking down, I noticed that there must have been about three or four stories. There must be someway I could kill myself, right?

I stepped onto the small wall bordering the roof and breathed in shakily. I accidentally pushed a small pebble with my foot and it fell in the air, dropping, until with a small bang, it shattered into a million pieces.

I wanted the pain to stop; I wanted it all to stop. Could I die from doing this? I didn't know. But there was only one way for me to find out.

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An: Okay, so I know I said it was going to get happy soon, but it WILL for definite, happen in the next chapter. No doubt about it.