Here's another chapter. I made this extra long. Longest chapter so far actually.

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Broken

I woke up to the familiar surrounding of my room. The room I was actually supposed to be in. Once I was fully awake I realized I woke up at the right time. A few servants were already up. Not Mariam and Salima though.

"Mariam," I shook her awake gently. She grumbled and turned her back. "Mariam you have to wake up now." I yanked the blanket off of her. "Two minutes!"

"Fine." I moved on to Mariam next.

"You know if you let her sleep she won't take two minutes Hilary." I heard a very familiar, motherly voice.

I turned around and there she was.

"Mariah!" I hugged her with all my strength. I couldn't contain the joy I felt after seeing her. We laughed and talked and I told her whatever she wanted to know. We also spoke while we were getting ready so that we wouldn't waste time. Salima woke up shortly after and said she'd take care of Mariam. It took a lot of work to wake Mariam up.

Remind me of Tyson.

No wonder they get alone so well.

"So what's your job?" The question I dreaded most.

"Um...I work for...Prince Kai Hiwatari." I shrugged and ate the porridge before me. Mariah's reaction was exactly what I'd expect. She spat out her drink.

"The dark prince?! How are you?...I mean you're still...Wait like. Oh gosh Hilary!" A few heads turned our way. "Ssshhh! Yes I work for him and it's not easy but it's also not impossible. So I'm just doing my best." I gave her a reassuring smile.

"Hilary Tachibana you have always been the worst liar I know. You may be able to fool Everyone else but not me!" She said and took a mouth full of porridge. All the while glaring at me while she chewed.

"Not much taste huh?" She said licking her lips and making a face. At least she assumed I fooled everyone while in reality I couldn't lie to an animal.

"Has anyone told you, you look pale? Because you look pale and that's the nicest thing I can say about you Hilary. What's going on?"

"Everything is fine Mariah. It's not only me, many of the other personal servants go through the same thing." I argued. I'm tired of people worrying and constantly asking for answers.

Answers I couldn't risk giving.

"The thing is I met some of the others and none of them look as bad as you do." Mariah pressed on. "Actually she looks better today. Way better. You should have seen her two days ago." Salima chipped in.

Mariah raised a brow at me. "There's nothing you wanna tell me Hilary?" she demanded.

"Mariah just stop okay. I'm fine. The work is heavy that's all. I'm not dying! You should ask Salima how gardening goes." I looked at Salima for help.

"Stop avoidi..."

"Maybe we should talk about something else." Salima firmly suggested.

Me and Mariah stared at each other. Mariah is my sister. I couldn't risk anything with her. There's no way I'm telling her anything.

"Look I don't want to argue with you. You just have to trust that Everything is fine with me. And you can't keep worrying. We're not at home now and none of us are in charge of what happens here. That's something you need to understand fast." I said looking at Mariah. She seemed surprised at how serious I was. Salima remained silent as I spoke.

Moments past and we continued eating.

"I know no one's in charge here and I won't force you to tell me Everything. But I can still worry about you if I want to. A part of me died when you and Tyson were taken away. I know I've become a servant now, but seeing you again, that's enough." Mariah whispered staring at her bowl. Her words brought tears to my eyes. She has no idea how much I love her. "Oh Mariah," I got up to hug her. "I missed you too. You know I love you right?"

"Then why do you seem so distant?" Tears fell out of her eyes.

"Mariah I love you too much. Please, if I don't answer you, it means there's nothing you need to know."

"Fine. I'll trust you." She sighed heavily.

"That's just so...so sweet!"

Mariam.

She wasn't alone though. I wiped my eyes and saw my other sister.

"Emily?!"

She laughed. "The one and only."

We talked more after we embraced each other. "Is it okay that I'm so happy to see you guys but at the same time I'm also not because of our current situation?"

We all burst out laughing. Then continued to chat as there was fifteen minutes left.

"Oh, Daichi wanted to see you last night Hilary. He said you looked sick but you're okay right?" Emily asked me.

"Yeah I'm fine now. You met him last night?" I asked. Salima and Mariah were in some deep conversation about gardening.

"Yes. Him, Tyson and Mariam here." Gosh I missed Tyson.

I hope I could see him today. I just have to. It's been too long.

"Oh, tell him there's nothing to worry about." Emily nodded. "That's what I told him. I know you're a tough one."

"Did...did Tyson say anything? Was he mad?"

"Not too much, he would just like to see you. Why would he be mad?"

"Haven't seen him in a while." I said softly. At least I knew he wasn't mad.

"Urgghh he needs to understand other people are busy with other things! Next time I'll explain it to him. Don't worry." She doesn't understand that it's been more than two weeks since we met.

"It's not like that Emily, he's worried." I looked at Mariam and for a second something flashed in her eyes when she looked at Emily.

I disregarded it.

"Alright then. Me and Mariah will go first," Salima announced looking at me. "Hilary? Coming?"

"Yeah." I said my goodbyes to Mariam and Emily. "I'd better get going guys. I'll see you later tonight." I looked at Mariam and she didn't seem to be herself today. I made a mental note to talk to her soon.

I also told Salima to get me another white rose.

Upon entering his room I placed the rose inside the vase and started to clean up. This time I started with the numerous number of shirts. I figured the other tasks were lighter and could be done at a shorter time.

Mariah's POV

"I know I shouldn't be asking you this question but should I be worried? About Hilary?" I glanced at Salima while we swept the leaves on the ground.

I nEver expected the garden to cover so much land. It was so vast. Almost like a never ending site of greenery with hundreds of species of flowering and non-flowering plants.

"That's not for me to say Mariah."

"I know, I know. But how else am I supposed to act? She's like my sister. Scratch that, she is my sister!"

"I get it trust me I do. But what can we do? What are we to expect? She works for the Dark Prince." The way she said it caused an unsettling feeling in me. I knew Hilary was hurting in the inside.

"Mariah listen to me, us digging for answers, forcing words out of her or interfering in any way is only going to make things ten times worse. For us and for her but the effect will be more on Hilary. Let's just trust her for now."

She was asking me to stand by and do nothing. Should I?

Hilary's POV

It was seven sharp when I brought in his dinner. I've decided to brace myself for whatever was to happen.

He came in before I completely finished setting up his meal. I quickly took a step back and bowed. This time however he didn't immediately take his seat. Instead he pulled out a chair next to him then took his seat at the head of the table.

"Sit."

I gaped facing him. I couldn't sit with a Royal Pure Blood Prince!

His command took me off guard. "Right, I always have to tell you twice don't I, I forgot. My bad," sarcasm dripped his every word.

"Sit now or I make you." He said icily all of a sudden.

One other thing I've learned about the Dark Prince. His emotions could change in a split second. One of the reasons why he couldn't control his powers.

I didn't want to get hurt so I sat. I had hoped that things would go smoothly so I could see Tyson for a few minutes. Looks like I couldn't predict anything this time.

He then looked at his meal, there was rice, baked beans, and meat. Plus different kinds of cut fruit. He took the plate which was supposed to be for him and put a little bit of everything in it then placed it before me.

"Eat. Now."

What? No!

"I...I can't Your Highness, we...we're not allow..." I stopped when I heard a laugh. Not the happy kind. More of a mocking sadistic one.

"For a servant who has absolutely no power or rights of any sort, you just don't obey. I already have to tell you everything twice, you speak when you are not allowed to and now you deny me. What am I to do with you, Little Flower? How do I punish a troublesome servant like you?" Each word cut through me. Granted they were playful but yet cold and harsh. No matter what I do, I always manage to anger him. I always mess things up.

On the other hand, I don't immediately act out his commands because they're not normal. I don't want to sit and eat because a servant shouldn't do these things! We're actually just slaves! We are always below them! That is what Ms. Jury taught us.

Was this allowed to happen?

I looked down afraid to reply.

"Let's make a deal." He said abruptly, sounding amused. "If you do not eat everything on your plate, I'll bring in another plate filled with food and force it down your throat. If you throw up, you'll be fed again twice as much and tomorrow when I take your blood I'll make sure you feel real anguish and show you just how sorry you should be."

I gasped aloud. How was that even a deal?! How much more did he want from me? Was this how he killed his other servants?

Appalled by his ugly threat, I started to breathe heavily. There was suddenly not enough air in the room. I could feel my hands getting clammy.

"So I suggest you get started Little Flower. Also I have all night." I looked at the food. It wasn't as heavy as yesterday's breakfast but the food wasn't light either. To make matters worse, my stomach was still weak meaning I couldn't eat much. This is what happens to everyone here. We're not given full healthy meals so there was a limit to how much our stomachs could take. Most of us can't eat much.

Nevertheless, I could still feel his gaze on me. I had to finish this meal. So, I took the spoon and fork and began eating.

I slowed down when I was almost done. I couldn't take in anymore. Swallowing hard, I tried pushing everything in. "I want the plate empty. Only then you leave." It was already eight forty-five. I had to go back. I needed to see Tyson.

That thought alone gave me enough strength and made me force everything down. When I was done, I sat not knowing how to ask if I could leave. In that moment I saw him stretch out his hand towards me. I flinched thinking he was either going to grab me or hit me.

Instead of doing either of the two, he gently placed a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His movements were so gentle I didn't think he was capable of it. "Good girl. You may leave." With that I cleaned the table and ran out.

I went straight to the kitchen. All the way my stomach hurt more and more. I guess it couldn't take that much food. But I had to see him. What if I don't make it tomorrow?

I keep telling everyone that I'm doing the best I can, that I'm going to try and survive for as long as possible. But in reality I didn't know how much longer I could go. I'm already loosing blood and he's going to take more tomorrow. What if he takes more than he should? What if I don't wake up this time? That thought made me want to see Tyson really badly.

"A..Tyson? Are you in here?" I placed the tray on one of the counters and wait unlike whole week when I would have ran out to avoid Tyson. The kitchen seemed quiet, almost half the servants were gone. Thinking Tyson had gone back to his quarters, I turned to leave. As I turned I yelped in surprise. He stood still, staring at me. That wasn't why I yelped though.

He was almost covered in flour. I didn't want to know what he tried to bake. It was a quarter past nine so the area was already dark. Imagine him standing in the middle looking like a ghost.

"Tyson you're still here?" I asked stupidly. I didn't know how to start.

"Oh, look who decided to show up?" I flinched at his words. His eyes burned through me. "So you are mad. I'm so sorry, I really wanted to come..."

"So why didn't you?! If you really wanted to meet me why didn't you?! I had been worried sick Hilary! The only reason I don't come to you is because Mariam always talks me out of it!"

"I told her not to let you come, I..I knew if you saw me you'd get more worried" I yelled.

"Enough of that bullshit! If you didn't want me to come then fine but couldn't you have come meet me once and say something to me so I wouldn't feel anxious all the time? Was it so freaking hard for you?! It's been what? Almost two weeks! How could you be so selfish?!"

"No! I wasn't, you don't unders..."

"Of course I don't understand! So make me understand!" I blinked at him. This wasn't the reaction I had expected. I knew he'd be disappointed but not this angry.

What have I done?

Tyson hated to be left alone.

He would jump from the cliff for me

But the fact me avoiding him enraged him.

To make matters worse I couldn't tell him anything.

"I...I couldn't see you...b..because I worked longer than usu..."

"That's your excuse?! You work extra?! You really are a horrible liar. You know what? If you can't give a good enough explanation even to me, then leave."

"Tyson don't say that please. I didn't mean to make you worry. I'm really sorry." I was yelling but actually I was on the verge of bursting into tears. I did not expect this at all. I've never seen him this angry.

"Oh stop it. Enough with all this. I don't think you care about me as much as I care for you! I just don't feel like talking to you right now so leave." I took a step closer to him,

"Tyson.."

"Damn it Hilary just leave!"

I ran all the way to the quarters then locked myself in the storage room. I couldn't hold it in any longer. The tears just poured out. My lungs felt like they were about to explode. My heart was burning with hatred for myself. The tears wouldn't stop and I allowed myself to cry freely. I wanted to let it out. I hugged myself as I bawled my eyes out.

Tyson was the one person I made myself strong for. Whenever I felt hopeless, whenever I felt like I couldn't go on anymore, he's the one I thought of. And now, now everything is just falling apart.

I tried to protect him and now I've lost him. He wasn't even interested in any explanation. How could he?

I don't know how long I sat in that storage room. It felt like hours. Once the tears dried up, my body felt so weak and my stomach was upset.

It hurt so bad.I feel so damn broken.Even Kai can never break me like this!!

I knew this was going to happen. I rushed out of the room and went into one of the bathrooms. Then I threw up in the toilet bowl. Everything came out. I knew I woke up some of the servants but I couldn't stop throwing up. Then I was sobbing due to the pain.

A moment later I heard the door open.

"Oh gosh! Hilary!" Just then I heaved again and threw up the last of it. I was completely out of strength then but Mariah continued to rub my back.

Looking to see that I was done, I flushed the toilet and cleaned myself up while she waited outside the door. I bathed, washed my mouth and then wore our only other clothing. A plain, light pink night gown. Mariah helped me to my mattress.

"You want to talk? That was a lot of vomit and your face is red and blotchy." I let out a weak laugh.

"He forced me to eat. Probably didn't want his personal servant to die yet." I mumbled into my pillow. Mariah was probably confused but I didn't have the strength to explain.

I knew the real reason why I was being fed. It was obvious that he's strengthening me so he could take more of my blood. The question is why my blood? And now since everything came out, what are the chances of me surviving?

"Hey, hey are you listening? Don't faint yet." Mariah waved her hand in front of me. "Where's..the rest?" I breathe. I felt myself drifting off. Soon enough,I knocked out.

My last thoughts were of Tyson.

The next day I woke up extra early. I cleaned myself up and went towards Salima's sleeping form. I shouldn't wake her, there was still time but I could inform her and she'd tell the rest. If I woke Mariah up, she'd shoot me with more questions. Salima was definitely a better choice.

After doing so, I went to have breakfast alone. Why? I didn't want to face anyone. When I went to the bathroom earlier, I saw that my face was ten times worse. My nose and ears were a deep red. There were also tear streaked lines going down my cheeks. They were light but still visible. Dull, lifeless eyes stared back at me. It was as if I couldn't recognize the girl in the mirror. She wasn't the bright, jovial Hilary she had always been. I looked pathetic and couldn't bare to look at myself anymore.

My encounter with Tyson brought me down even deeper. I wish I could make it up to him. I wish we could go back to being normal but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. So, I continued eating my breakfast which was porridge again. Once I was done I left for work.

I set the tray on the table and looked around. My movements were robotic. The room was cold making me tighten my cloak around my small frame. I waited a while longer then decided he wasn't going to show up. I closed the tray and walked towards the only tolerable being in the room.

My flower.

It looked normal and more importantly alive. However, it did nothing to me. I wasn't happy or thankful. Neither was I unhappy. I was simply emotionless that day. And daring.

I simply don't care anymore!

What the worst can happen!

He would just kill me!

Unconsciously, I brought my hand up and stroked it's petals.

As my fingers and the petals met, fluffy white turned to dead brown. Flower slowly bent downwards, then it's leaves became brown eventually falling off. One by one until only the stem remained. It did not stop there. The brown began to turn black then to dust.

Flower did not wilt that day, it disintegrated.

Somehow I wasn't surprised at all. It's like Flower mirrored what I felt at that moment. I guess I wasn't surprised because I always knew that somehow there was an unexplainable connection between us.

Another secret I had to keep to myself.

Not a second later I heard heavy footsteps. He is coming for breakfast?

I quickly wiped out the remains of the rose and kept the cloth aside. The doors opened revealing the Dark Prince in slacks, a white shirt and a black coat. What's going on today?

I ignored my curious self and set up his breakfast. All that time I kept my head down hoping he wouldn't see my reddish, still blotchy face. He took his time walking to his seat. I wondered what was taking him so long and realized that he had stopped right beside me.

Noticing that he's just standing there, I wondered what I did wrong this time.

Before I could think, I was swiftly turned to face him. Our chests centimetres apart. He forcefully grabbed my chin and forced my head up. I stared at his chest instead of his face afraid of what he was going to do. I could sense him studying me from head to toe. I felt like a puppet again. Doing whatever he made me do.

After what felt like hours he finally let go.

Not too gently at that.

"You threw up, didn't you?" He gritted out. I remained silent. How did he know?

"Didn't you?!" He shouted. I took a few involuntary steps back while he took a few steps forward. The sound of his voice chilled me to the bone. "I...I wasn't well Your Highness, it couldn't digest so I had to t...throw up. Forgive me." My voice was hoarse and shaky as I spoke. He went to take his seat.

"Come here," he commanded. I didn't hesitate to go over and stretch out my hand to him. He could take as much blood as he wanted. I just didn't care anymore. I hated going on like this. Deep down I hoped he goes over the limit and ends this for me.

"Not your hand Little Flower." My breathing halted as he said those words. He immediately pulled me onto his lap. This sent me back to the first time he took my blood. My body jerked forward but he held me in place. One arm tight around my much smaller form. He then gripped my jaw and tilted my head to the side. I was terrified as he began kissing the side of my neck, just below my ear. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I didn't care if I got punished for crying. My whole body trembled as he continued his assault.

Why couldn't he just end it quickly?!

When I felt his teeth on my tender skin, I shut my eyes tightly. I knew it was going to hurt me. Then it happened.

He harshly bit into my skin and started sucking my blood out. The pain wasn't that much excruciating but I scream. Because I felt the metallic liquid flow down my neck to my chest. No doubt my uniform was getting bloody. It made me more sick than I already was.

My eyelids became heavier by each passing second. Just when I was drifting towards oblivion, he immediately stopped. But he didn't retract as he normally did instead he aggressive pulled away tearing my skin in the process. I let out a sharp cry and bit my lips to prevent myself from screaming louder. More tears poured out as my neck and shoulder burned.

I could hear the prince breathing heavily and forcefully. His arms tightened around me. Not painfully but firmly. As I was pressed against his chest I could feel his unusually fast heartbeat. He then rested his forehead against mine. It was as if stopping himself was the hardest thing he'd ever done.

"Why don't you just kill me? I can't take it anymore." I yelled. Blood was still oozing out of my wound.

"You will die only when I decide that you should," he growled out. His breathing was still heavy and strained. "You will never ask that question again. Ever!" I didn't flinch then or try to get out of his hold. I simply glared. I have had enough. I would make him kill me. I punched him in his jaw. his head moved to one side. Kai did got raged for a second but smirked when he looked at me still glaring not cowering away like before. He knew what I was trying to do."Tsk tsk, That doesn't suit you little flower."

He simply pulled me closer and tried to lick the blood oozing out.

At first I was disgusted and resented his touch but unexpectedly, as the seconds passed, the pain lessened.

It wasn't gone but it didn't hurt like hell. The burn slowly subsided.

Gradually, I began to relax. Not because I wanted to but because my body felt numb and weak. He continued to lick my blood clean while my eyelids became heavy.

Soon after I was consumed by the very thing that defined the Prince.

(Prince Kai's POV)

I lifted her up from where we sat and carried her to my bed. Then I laid her there carefully. Since the front of her dress was bloodied I took it off leaving her in a thin, white under dress. I'd have to wash her dress myself. Handing it to a servant would only raise stupid questions. Not that I care, I could just kill them if I wanted to. It's this girl that I'd have to consider. She would be forced to put up with all the nonsensical imagination that humans could come up with.

I continued to watch her sleeping form. The white against her fair skin made her look more like an angel. I moved closer and took out the pin holding her hair in a bun, releasing the waves of lush coppery red hair. As I was studying her face like dumb teenage boys would, I noted how skinny she had gotten, her bones were protruding. Ribs showing.

She seemed more unhealthy and malnourished than ever. I should give her a more suitable amount of food next time. And the right kind. Her getting sick last night was my doing. I made her eat too much but what else was I supposed to do?

I scrowled at her sleeping form.

If a human is skinny they need food. Wasn't that how it was supposed to work?!

Seeing her in this state, I couldn't be more wrong. Even the area around her eyes were more swollen than usual.

Had she been crying the whole night?

I was most likely the cause of that too. Among a lot of other things. She didn't end up like this over night. I know how much I've brought her down. But I couldn't help it.

It was horrific to watch the tears fall from her beautiful eyes. It was maddening to hear her soft cries and pleas so that I would let her go but something within me just couldn't do it. Something within me wanted her to always be here with me. So I could make her mine. Body and soul. I was greedy with her and would continue to be this way. I would always want her for myself.

She is the only being who could bring about unknown feelings in me with a small touch. Ever since I made her kiss me, I've desired more and more of her. Until I couldn't take her resisting me.

Plus, her blood. Oh her blood. It was the sweetest type I have ever had in all my hundred year. Her blood didn't only quench my thirst and satisfy my hunger. It also made me warm inside out. Her blood didn't make me want to hunt anything else. I never had to kill and drink from any other being. It gave me more strength and control. Made my heart beat again.

Whenever I saw her, I had the urge to mark her and the addiction to her blood grew everyday. Her blood brought out another side of me. A side I never knew existed.

I wanted, no needed and craved for her blood but at the same time I didn't want to hurt her. Whenever I hurt her, it would affect me later on. Badly. I hurt myself as well.

Whenever she's hurt because of me, I feel myself getting lost in my own dark abyss. I slowly start to loose control over my emotions and powers creating destruction and ruin for others. I didn't know the signs at first and still couldn't figure out why this girl effects me in the way she does. In the more recent days, I do not only crave her blood but also her entire existence. Her very being.

The more time I spent with her the more I found out. There was no other explanation as to what's happening to me currently.

I didn't know if she was a blessing or a curse.

My Little Flower is mine alone.