Taking a sharp breath, Serena got up from her chair and swirled around to
face the man. He was tall, and very muscular, with a regal air to him.
Straight red hair fell to his chin which was accented by a goatee of the same color. A chiseled face with harsh green eyes stared from behind thin rimmed glasses that sat low on his nose. 'When did he put those on?' Serena thought absently.
Placing his hands behind his back, The man stepped around the chair with brisk steps, and slowly sat himself down in it, moving his hands so they were in front of him. Only the tips of his fingers touching. He eyed her with a casual glare, one of slight mistrust and anger, yet pity seemed to be there, as well as amusement.
Taking a step back, Serena felt her lower back collide with the solid wood desk behind her. Placing her hands on the edges, she slowly stepped around to the other side of it. Wanting desperately to put some kind of barrier between herself and the stranger. Though for some reason, she felt she should be calling him an enemy more than a stranger. She defiantly knew him, or seen him somewhere before. But where? 'Geez Serena, think you moron!' she yelled mentally at herself.
That face, that manner. She knew him. A dream, he was from a dream. One of her dreams! That was it, but, wait. A dream yes, but a good one....no. He was in her first memory. He was the one that was there the night of....."Oh My God." Serena whispered to herself. Her eyes wide and face going pale.
One smirk from him, and she knew she was right. "I'm so glad you're memory is intact Serenity." He said, looking her up and down. "Or, should I say Serena. It's Serena now, isn't it?" he asked raising an eyebrow. Serena swallowed hard. "Don't be so disturbed. I mean you no harm." He said chuckling. "Though I must say, for knowing the girl you once were, you've changed quite a bit. Here you've known Darien only a short while and yet I can..." Stopping his sentence, he sniffed the air. "Smell him on you." He said smiling, showing pearly white teeth. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Serena growled lowly. "And what the f*** do you want with me?"
Jacob grinned, "Me? Oh, I want nothing with you Serena. And you do remember my name don't you? My name's Jacob. Well, it was in the beginning. We vampires must keep up with the times and different alias's are a part of it unfortunately." He said, suddenly pulling something from the inside of his Armani suit.
Retracting his hand Serena saw it was a cigarette. "Since when do vampires smoke?" She mumbled, affected still by the way he had mentioned the smell of Darien on her. Jacob casually leaned an elbow on the arm rest of the chair, "Does it really matter?" He asked, Lighting it with a silver lighter he produced from another pocket. "I don't believe they'll kill me. Do you?" he asked, putting it away again. Taking a puff, he exhaled the smoke slowly, and grinned at her discomfort at the smell. "So sorry, does this bother you?" he asked, seeming oh so concerned while taking another drag. Serena wrinkled her nose. "I doubt if I said yes you'd do anything about It." She grumbled while taking another step back and glancing around to look for some sort of weapon.
"Well, you are right about that. I tend to enjoy the small discomforts I give people, and even the larger ones of coarse. But you. You Serenity, ...Serena....you, have always been the one to give me discomfort." He said, flicking off the ashes that lingered at he end of his cigarette. Scanning the room around her, Serena surveyed everything, trying to find some sort of weapon, but Robinson was clever. Books all over the floor equaled obstacles to get in her way; and a clean desk with utterly no supplies, other than that of books, littering it. Oh yes, he had this planned for quite a while.
"Ok, lets cut through the crap. What do you want with me huh? What, am I some kind of danger to you? Am I the f***ing thorn in your side or what?" Serena asked scornfully, looking at Jacob dead in the eyes.
Her gaze was intense and unyielding. He was up to something most defiantly. Hell, he had tried to kill her more than once! So, she figured he was going to try again. Granted she was scared, but at the same time, tired of everything. So why not go down trying? "Serena, calm yourself." His voice was clear and slid over her. Though it only frazzled her. "I told you, I mean you no harm." He said winking. Serena raised an eyebrow. "From what I've experienced I'm willing to go on little faith here." She said. Jacob smiled and dropped his cigarette to the ground, snubbing it with his foot.
"Well, I do agree that we should cut through all of the formalities, as you suggested. And as for your question, no, you are not the thorn in my side. Darien is. He's the 'pain', in my ass. As you Americans say it." He said smirking. Serena rolled her eyes. "And as for everything else, your so called, 'experience' with me, has been very minimal Serena. I've ordered no harm to you, I've just tried to get you as far away from Darien as possible." He said innocently and clasping his hands together.
Serena scowled. "Well, maybe you should keep your goons on a shorter leash then because it seems that you've been trying to kill me!" she screamed at him, feeling tears well up in her eyes. Unwanted tears. Jacob sighed. "Serena, how do you know I've been trying to kill you?" he asked. Serenas jaw dropped.
Staring at him, Serena looked around the room quickly. "Have I been missing something? I'm attacked while out with my friend, I'm attacked while at my house. I've been kidnapped..." "Kidnapped?" he interrupted. Serena shook her head in anger, "Yeah, kidnapped. I was kidnapped." Jacob chuckled. "By whom?' he asked. Serena growled. "Some wench ok? Some girl I don't know." "So, it was some girl who doesn't work for Me." He said reassuringly. Flinching, Serena ran a shaky hand through her hair. Her mind was reeling. Should she pray? Ha, she had been praying. She was scared beyond words. She wanted to leave, she wanted to get out. "You're evil Jacob. You killed me in a past life and you're trying to do so again." She said, whispering the last part in pain. Looking down at the ground, her eyes went soft at the sight of her stomach, remembering that she was pregnant when she was killed.
"Poor Serena, you're just not having a good week are you?" he said. Serena looked back up at him. "Well, just so you know. In that past life you mentioned, you were killed out of necessity. Not because it was wanted. After all, it was Darien that couldn't keep up his part of the bargain." He said. Serena sniffled a bit before she felt her body go tense.
Feeling a burning sensation travel up her spine and into her neck, she felt like she couldn't breath very well. "What?" she asked a bit breathlessly. Jacob rested his chin on his palm. "Hmm? Oh yes...Darien's end of the bargain. Well, if he couldn't do it, someone else had to. Didn't you know?"
Serenas voice caught in her throat. An agonizing wrenching in her stomach made her cringe. What was he talking about? "His.....his part of the bargain?" Serena said swallowing hard and moving closer to the middle of the desk. Trailing her numb fingers over the smooth wood surface.
Jacob yawned lightly. "Well, I take it you don't know. How could you though? After all, he was so embarrassed by it. At least that's what I thought. Truth be told, he was just ashamed. Which was even worse. He was ashamed of what he was, and we couldn't have that now could we?" Jacob said while standing up slowly.
Watching his movement carefully, Serena became lost in her minds own maze of thoughts. Slowly digesting all of what Jacob was saying. "Darien, was there Serena. He was there the night of your friends death. He knew what we were, what I was. And then you came to know, and he begged me to stop Serena." Jacob slowly paced towards the desk. His eyes flashed with anger then. "Did you hear me Serena?" he asked. Serena just stared at him, unable to move. "He told me to stop. He told me TO STOP!" he yelled, slamming his fist down on the desk. Serena jumped.
"He came to me in the dead of night, and told me to stop. He wanted me to stop the very thing that makes me what I am! He told me that you knew, and you cared too much to let the thing die. That you'd see it through. So I told him to be rid of you." He growled, showing fangs lingering on the edges of his lips. "I told him to make a change. To make a stand, and he wouldn't do it. So I gave him my first ultimatum, and soon enough turned him. And do you know it was the greatest feeling I ever felt? To finally see him succumb to what he really wanted? His human fascination with us, with us vampires. It was disgusting. But to turn him into one,." Jacob took in a slow deep breath through his nose, and smiled. Changing his mood ever so slightly. "That Serena, was the undoing of me. I was never so content in all of my life." He whispered dangerously.
Serena felt a tear roll down her face. "And so, Darien was born into my world, and I was so sure that he'd be better off. And he was for a while. Hunting with us." Serena began to quiver, and shook her head slowly. "Feeding with us, drinking in the moonlight, and enjoying it. But this happiness didn't last. Oh no, he wouldn't allow it, and there'd be no possible way he ever would again, as long as you were around." He eyed her frail form up and down. "You were the love of his life, and he couldn't bare to be parted from you. So a month after her was turned, after a month of bliss in his new found delight, he became a recluse. He started rejecting the family I brought him into, to be with you. God only knows how her survived."
Serena took a step back and sniffled. "Stop." she whispered. Jacob cocked his head to one side. "No." he stated simply.
Stepping around to stand beside the desk, he grabbed Serenas wrist, and with one swift tug, hauled her up against him. "Darien was weak. He loved you and you were going to have his child. His only child. And suddenly, the world he was once so fascinated with wasn't as grand as he anticipated. He was a disgrace to the family, so something had to be done. So something was done."
Serena whimpered. "I don't care, I don't want to hear anymore." She cried at him, trying to pull away. But she didn't budge. "I told him the only way that the two of you would ever be together was if you were turned as well." he drawled out in mock sympathy. "And he knew that if he did in fact turn you, the baby would die. So I told him instead,....to kill you." Serena squirmed against him, and suddenly felt herself losing balance and falling to the floor.
Stumbling backwards, She caught onto the leather swivel chair, only to find it gave no support and felt it as it rolled away from her; Allowing her to collide solidly with the hardwood floor. Landing with a grunt on her side, she snapped her eyes open quickly to look at Jacob. He towered over her, obviously going to have no pity on her.
Bending down, he looked into her face. "Like I said Serena, he loved you. And like I said, you were killed out of necessity. He said he would take care of it, but the family members wanted quick results, and so your demise was met." He said harshly. Whipping her eyes, with her fingertips, Serena began to sit up. "You forced him!" she cried. "You forced him into becoming what he is now!" "And he WANTED IT!" Jacob yelled. Serena shook her head. "No....NO!" she yelled. "You're lieing. And I wont hear any more!" Standing up, Serena tried to make mad dash for the door, but was suddenly faced with him again. "Grabbing her forearms, Jacob scowled at her. "Serena, this has gotten out of hand, but I will say this, you are wrong in thinking only the good things about him. He wanted to be a vampire. Granted he loved you, but his own desire was placed over that. That night you were waiting for him, was the night he was going to turn you,.....or kill you. Either way, it was going to be your end. So Don't cry about it now. The only thing I can say is leave."
Pulling away from him, Serena dried her eyes, regaining some of her lost balance. "You're a sniveling bastard and you will burn in hell." She growled, hate and malice burning intensely in her eyes, along with fear and melancholy. Jacob sighed in disgust, brushing off invisible dirt from the sleeves of his arms before turning his attention back to her. "I may burn in hell Serena." He said wickedly, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "But when I am, I'll be sure to have Darien there with me. He's just as much like me, as I am him. I'm is elder, his father, and whether he wants to observe it or not, I am his ultra ego."
Serena sniffled and clenched her hands into fists at her sides. "You bastard." she whispered, wanting desperately to cry out in pain and anguish. Her heart lurching and a lump forming in her throat.
Outside, she heard the vague sounds of thunder, and the beating of rain on the window pains. But it was hardly noticed over the beating of her pulse in her ears.
"You Serena, have given yourself to a man who killed you in the past, and will kill you again." He said calmly, not bothering to break eye contact. Serena trembled, her body racked with hidden emotional sobs. "You killed me Jacob." She chocked out, her eyes narrowed to slits. "You are the one who twisted my neck." She hissed, looking as if she might pas out at any moment. Jacob casually shrugged. "I may have done the deed, but it was Darien who sentenced you."
Hearing the thunder roll outside, Serena whimpered a bit before a creaking noise made her jump and turn around. Behind her, a soaking wet Molly entered through the door, an irritated look on her face. "So here you are. It started raining, and I found a close parking spot. Then I got here, and no one was here and.."
Eyeing Serena up and down, Molly stepped into the room. "Rena, what's wrong?" she asked. Looking past her disheveled friend, she saw a finely dressed, nice looking guy, who in all reality should have been giving her the chills due to his attractiveness. Though instead, to Molly's surprise, and feeling of fear came over her. "Who are you?" she asked coldly, putting an arm around her friend.
Jacob placed his hands behind his back. "Just a colleague of Mr. Robinson's. I came to talk with Serena about her grades being that Mr. Robinson wasn't available. I'm sort of his aid in a way." He said smiling sweetly. Serena's stomach lurched.
Molly raised an eyebrow, and looked at her friend closely. It was obvious she had been crying. "Well Serena, being that class in canceled, I think we should go. Come one." She said, guiding her friend by her shoulders.
Leading her friend out of the office, Molly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "What happened in there?" se asked quietly. Serena didn't respond. "Oh ladies!" called Jacob. Stopping, Molly turned around slowly. "Yeah?" she asked. He was standing in the door frame when he suddenly pulled from behind his back, Serenas backpack. "You forgot something." He said. Glancing at her friend to see if she had made a move for her possession, Molly sighed. She wasn't even turned around.
Walking up to him, Molly reached out and took the backpack. Taking it by the top handle, she felt her skin graze Jacobs, and a sudden vision entered her mind. Love, hate, fear, eroticism, happiness, anger, loneliness, depravity. She saw herself actually *with* him. Gasping, she grabbed the backpack from him, and turned around swiftly, grabbing Serena by her arm and leading her up the stairs and out into the hallway. "Serena, I don't know who the hell that was, But I wanna know what went on in there." She said angrily while leading her out of the building.
The rain poured outside, and the darkness of the hour made Serena shiver, despite the cold. She just wanted to see more of the daylight. Getting into Molly's silver Honda civic, feeling both soaking wet and numb, Serena sniffled. She was freezing and burning at the same time. She was so upset, she wanted to scream, and so angry, she wanted to cry. And she could do neither in Molly's car, so she just sat there, numb and ridged.
Feeling the car pull into drive, Serena sat back, and starred out the window. "Serena, tell me who that was." Molly demanded, hands clutched tightly on the steering wheel. Serena mumbled. Her mouth moved, but produced no real sound. "Serena!" Molly said again. Not reacting to her friends tone, Serna sighed. "An old friends of Darien's. He was telling me these horrible things and...." Serena saw the tears that blurred her vision, but didn't feel them as the rolled down her cheeks. "Serena?" Molly asked, looking at her friend worriedly. "He knew him, and told me all these things and I just...." Serena was getting chocked up, suddenly gasping for air. "Oh God, Serena, Serena calm down, deep breaths sweaty. Come on!" she said, shaking her friend a little. Serna whimpered and buried her face in her hands, breathing shallowly. "Molly, I really just don't wanna talk about it ok? But can I stay with you tonight?" she asked through her hands, weeping immensely.
Molly frowned, and rubbed her friends back. "Sure, sure kid. You know you can. Just relax ok? I'll get you to my house ad we'll drink some hot chocolate and chill." She said calmly, though feeling the hair on the back of her neck stand up at the remembrance of the vision she had.
Shivering, Molly placed both hands back on the wheel, and tried to forget about it. Serena was upset, and she had no clue why. And the other little fact was that the guy had lied. 'Why didn't he just say he knew Darien?' she wondered. Looking back at her friend, Molly's brows furrowed. "It's ok Rena, we'll be there soon." She whispered to her, "Soon."
**
After the car ride of silence and Molly's constant prodding when they reached her house, Serena was still immovable in her position on talking about it. Every time Molly questioned her, Serena would just shake her head and cry, saying she just wanted to think for a while. Though for Molly, this was bad news. Serena was always up for talking through her problems. Otherwise she'd go insane and become despondent, not eating and moping around.
"Serena, please just talk to me." Molly said through the closed bedroom door. On the edge of the bed sat Serena. Red, puffy, tired eyes wore hard on her face, and clenched hands gripped the edge of the bed, trying to draw support from the solid form. "Serena." She heard Molly say again. But still, Serena didn't answer.
Never had she felt so lost before in her whole life. Never so frightened or misguided. A soul searing pain rippled through her chest and back in place of where her heart used to be; and an ache that couldn't be relieved no matter what position she sat or layed in.
Her head throbbed and her voice cracked every time she spoke, so for her own good, she didn't speak at all. "Serena, come on. At least get out of those clothes." Came Moll's muffled voice. Serena shut her eyes slowly, feeling the corners of her mouth begin to sag in response to all the pain she was feeling. "Serena?" Slowly, her face contorted into one of pain. Going hot, Serena began to turn inside herself, whimpering to as silently as she could in an effort to keep her friend out. Pulling her knees up to curl into a ball, she fell back onto the bed, wrapping her arms around her knees. The only lamp in the room not giving off enough light.
Crying hard into her knees, Serena wept more tears then she cared to count. "Serena, it's late. I'll just let you rest ok, but, please, we'll talk about tomorrow ok? Serena?" Serena heard her friend sigh. "Ok then Rena, see you in the morning. Good night."
Hearing her friends footsteps disappear down the hallway, Serena waited to hear the click of her bedroom door before moving further up on the bed and under the covers. Whimpering and sniffling in hurt and sorrow, Serena decided to just turn the light off. She didn't want to see the room around her anymore, and decided she'd be better off immersed in darkness instead. The room around her being the old one that she used to stay in when both she and Molly had lived in the house, a short while before she got her own apartment. It was a brief amount of time, but a happy amount. She and Molly had good times. They were freshman and were psyched that they had both been accepted to the same college. The house had been bought by Molly's father for the both of them, and all was taken care of. Though it wasn't the Ritz, it was there little haven. And still was.
Peering out the window, Serenas thoughts were lost in the steady beat of the rain outside. The blankets around her were warm, but they did nothing for the chill in her bones. Wanting desperately to be rid of the feeling, she pulled them around her tighter, wishing for any kind of soothing comfort to be emitted from them. She wanted to feel better, she wanted to be happy again, happy like she was the night before. Comfortable and loved without a care in the world....
Though all to soon, the full memories of the night before came tumbling into her minds eye; and suddenly, an undying terror had found her, refusing to let go. Whimpering, Serena shut her eyes to the visions. "Oh God." she said, gasping for breath. She could sense it.
Every detail that had eluded her until then. From the feel of the satin sheets on her skin, to Darien's own skin on hers. His weight above her, pressing her down into his bed with keen knowledge of everything that made her cry out for him. Her legs wrapped around is lean hips, and the movement...God, the movement of his body between her thighs. The movement they both made together. The exertions of his body and each skilled movement of his hands caused her to moan and shout. To cry out his name over and over, only to beg for more. Pleading with him never to stop.
There were fistfuls of sheets and shades of love and reflected passion in her eyes. Even tenderness, lust, frustration and joy, and an undoubted fire in their souls. It was pure, raw ecstasy, and she had accepted it, wanted it even. She remembered so much then, it made her choke on her sobs.
His words, his promises and devotionals. With each thrust of his hips, he had made a promise of eternal love, friendship, protection, and love making. Then with each bucking of her hips, she had accepted each pact, only wanting more of him. Then screaming his name, she clawed at his back and arched her own, feeling a flood within her and a lurch in her heart. And that was only the beginning.
Shaking with withheld tears, Serena groaned deep within her throat. "It doesn't mean anything." she whimpered to herself. "None if it was true. It couldn't have been. He was lieing, someone has to be lieing." She sobbed, burying her face in her hands.
"I can't stand it.." she chocked out, suddenly coughing loudly. Sniffling, and drying her eyes, Serena uncurled herself and sat up, hitting the pillow her head rested on with her fist. Sniffling some more, Serena's nose curled up. Leaning her head back, she suddenly sneezed, hair falling into her face and eyes. Tucking the fallen strands behind her ears, she sighed. "God bless you" came a deep smooth voice.
Serena felt a chill go up her spine. The voice was smooth and husky, and she was only reminded of her romp in bed the previous night. Looking to the corner of her room, she saw a shrouded figure sitting in the wicker chair near the window. She didn't need to see his face to know who it was though. She'd know that voice and figure for the rest of her life and then some. "What are you doing in my bedroom?" She asked numbly. Her nose stuffy and voice cracking a little. Hearing him make some sort of motion, she cleared his throat, "Wondering why you aren't in mine." He said calmly. Looking to her right, at the side of her bed, she spotted the lamp and leaned over to turn it on. Turning back to see Darien, She was faced with blue eyes and dark hair. Screaming mildly, Serena jumped up and out of the bed. Noting that she still had her tennishoes on. Watching him through blurry eyes, Serena brought her hands to her mouth. "Darien, don't do that. OK, don't, don't come near Me." She said. Darien raised an eyebrow. "I know, you know what I know." She stated slowly. "And I want an explanation." She said. Darien closed his eye and took a deep breath. Definitely not a good sign in her book.
Removing her hands from her face, Serena sighed. "You lied to me... didn't you?" she asked meekly, raking a hand through her hair. Darien opened his eyes to look at her, a serious look on his face. Serna whimpered. "Darien..how could you..." she said, backing up to the door. Gripping the knob behind her, She saw Darien stand up from his seated position on the bed. "Serena, allow me to explain love. You have to trust Me." He said.
Serena had been numb for quite a while. Her body was rigid and her heart no longer in existence. But when he said those words, all passion and feeling came roaring back. 'Trust him?' Trust? She did trust him. Or she had, and now, after everything, he was asking her to? What was the point? Feeling anger surge through her veins, Serena realized the real emotion she should have been feeling. Pain and anguish were all well and good, but now was the time for her true colors to show. For her to finally 'talk' about it.
"Trust Darien?" she gritted out, her teeth clenched. "So that's what you do? You take me to your bed first and then ask for trust? Is that how little you think of Me!" she yelled, completely forgetting about Molly. "I did trust you!" she began to cry. "I trusted you so much that it hurt. I loved you and...." her voice went quiet. How could she have actually loved him?
'Though I must say, for knowing the girl you once were, you've changed quite a bit. Here you've known Darien only a short while and yet I can....smell him on you.' Jacobs words rang through her mind. He was right. She had known him for such a short time, and she was already his. "This was a mistake." She said, leaning her back against the door.
She heard Darien growl. "Don't you dare say that Serena." Serena looked back up at him. "Tell me how it wasn't. How could I love you,...and how..how could you love me?" she chocked out. "I'll grow old and, and you'll stay the same. I can't see...." Serenas vision cleared then, and Serena suddenly saw through it all. 'Turn me or kill me..' Jacobs words wouldn't shut up. "You,... you wanted to turn me. Didn't you.." she stuttered out, turning the knob behind her.
Darien made a move towards her. "Don't!" she said sternly. "You were going to turn me to keep me with you .Or, or..." "Serena, that's not the truth!" he said. Serena shook her head. "Well, what the hell is then?! Are you going to tell me? Or should I go to bed with you again?" she asked acidly. Darien flinched, his jaw clenched at her words. She was hurt, and he knew she had been wounded by someone else previously. She didn't need this. "Serena." He said, walking towards her. Serena opened the door then, and ran out into the living room, suddenly colliding with a solid form.
Feeling her forearms being griped, she looked into Darien's face. "Serena, please, listen to me. If you trust me, prove it so now." He said. Serena tried to push away from him, but it didn't work. "Serena...." He said calmly, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her against him. Serena still continued to fight, but to no avail. He was too strong. "Serena.." he said soothingly again. Calming herself down, Serena began to cry again. "Serena love,..please listen to me." Serena didn't want to listen. She had listened so much within the past weak, she only wanted stone silence around her for the rest of her life. "I'm aware of what he must have told you ,but you must understand that not all of it's true." He said, smoothing her hair down and kissing the top of her head tenderly. Serena sobbed, burying her head in his chest. "The fact that any of it's true is bad Darien." she said angrily. Though most of her heated words were dulled by her muffled voice.
Grinning to himself at the fact that he was still able to keep her in his arms, he closed his eyes. "Serena, you are the love of my life, and I mean that with every fiber of my being. I no longer have a heart, because you own it. I gave it to you over two-hundred years ago, and only until recently, I was depressed. But you, you have returned and I can't even begin to think what I've done without you." He said. Serena sniffled a bit more. "It's late now though, and I know you're tired. You've been through a lot, and I must search out Jacob tonight." Lifting her head away from her chest, She starred up at him. "I see." She said sternly.
She was angry with him, but she still couldn't deny her love to herself. Maybe to him, but not to herself. So she stayed encircled within his arms. Determined to do s for just a little longer. "Serena, I'll see that you're taken back home so you can rest ok? I have to find him love. To keep you safe. He's trying to part us, and I can't have that. Do you understand?" he said caressing her face with his right hand. Serena sighed, and looked around the room. A bit irritated he was even thinking about not explaining to her now.
"Serena, it's a long story, but I promise that as soon as I return tonight, you'll know everything. Just please, trust me like you have been. I have done nothing wrong, so please, be at ease." He said, looking straight into her eyes. Turning up her chin, Darien trailed his thumb along her jaw. Frowning at him, Serena cleared her throat. She hated giving in so easily. "Well, I guess I'll have to say then, if you don't to back to the mansion, I'll have to carry yo there kicking and screaming." He said with a wink. "Though, I do know that you don't mind being carried anyway" Serena rolled her eyes, and rested the side of her face against his chest, placing her arms lightly around his middle. "Alright then Darien." She said. "I'll go. But I won't like it." Feeling his laughter rumbled in his chest, She felt her chin being lifted up once again, and warm, soft lips descend on her own.
Unable to fight the sensation, Serena kissed him back lightly, not wanting him to think she wasn't angry anymore. But she was still unable to stop responding to him. Opening her lips against his, she welcomed him, and his comfort. Her heart seemed to be back in the right place now, if not a little heavy. But this would all be taken care of. It had to be, or else she would go crazy.
Suddenly breaking the kiss, Serna looked up and him breathing heavily. "Molly." She said, remembering her friend. Darien chuckled. "What about her?" he asked. Serena sighed, "I want her to know I'm gone." She said. "I don't want to run out again. I don't think she'd be able to handle it." Darien smiled. "Serena, she's well aware that I'm here. She's the one who let me in. She just didn't tell you. It's all right I promise." He said, kissing her again. Serena let out a small sound of contentment before breaking it again. "Ok, well, if I have to go, then lets go. I'm sleepy. She said sternly, unwillingly prying herself from him. Darien noticed her discomfort and grinned. "As you wish love, as you wish."
Walking her out to the awaiting car, under the protection of a large black umbrella, Darien ushered her into the backseat of the BMW. "Wait, what about you? Where are you going?" Serena asked him. Darien smiled. "Serena, I have o see about a certain someone Serena. I'm taking the other car to do so." He said, motioning with his head to the car behind hers. Looking back, Serena saw a..."Black corvette!" she screeched. Darien smiled. "Yes, my baby. Or, she was. I think now though, jealousy will flare with you in the picture." Serena looked back up at him. "Uh-huh. Or you'll be the one who's jealous. I happen to have a liking for cars, and I think she and I will get along fine." She said. Darien winked. "So I see. Well then, I better be off. So much to do and so little time. Chad driving and Dave is there for your protection." Darien said.
Looking to the front seat, Serena nodded at them. "OK, well, be careful Darien. And do *Not* think you're getting off the hook. I expect an explanation." she said angrily. Darien nodded his head. "And so you shall receive one. But later. Good night Serena. I love you." Leaning down into the car, Darien kissed her lightly on the lips. "Rest well. I'll see you in a few hours." With a long looking goodbye, he finally shut the car door.
Watching him nod his head at Chad, she felt the car pull into drive and looked back, watching Darien's form disappear as they drove down the street and turned a corner. Sighing, Serena sat back and crossed her legs. Both Chad and Dave sat in silence.
Looking down at her fingernails, Serena began to pick at them until she heard Chad clear his throat. "So Serena, how was school." He said awkwardly. Grinning a bit, Serena was thankful he was trying to make conversation. Tying to make light of her day, Serena yawned, "It was....long.." she said tiredly, while rubbing her eyes.
Chad laughed. "Yeah, I bet. Fridays always are. Right Dave?" he said, looking towards him. Dave didn't seem to react though, so Chad just turned his eyes back to the road, when Dave turned to him then. "Yes, they are. I have noticed that. And to think, yours hasn't even ended."
Raising an eyebrow, Serena glared at Dave. "What?" Chad asked, when suddenly, he was thrown to the side of the car his, head slamming against the window with a crack. Screaming, Serena felt herself being thrown as the car swerved. Staring at Dave, she watched as he unlatched the seatbelt and then opened the drivers door. In horror, Serena stared as she saw Chad's body pushed out of the moving car, to see his form be replaced by Dave. Taking control of the wheel, Serena felt the car stop swerving, and get into its right lane.
Gripping the edge of the seat, Serena panted. What he hell was going on1 "Dave, .....What!!!!" "Shut up Serena you stupid whore!" he yelled at her, not taking his eyes off the road. Serena yelped. "Dave, what are you.." "I said shut up! I can't believe how stupid you are. I gave you s many chances to leave. We gave you so many chances, and you still stay. You'd think you'd learn your lesion, but you just had to settle in didn't you? Well, now extremes must be taken. Or in other words, you must be taken care of." Glaring at her from the rear view mirror, he sneered. "So put on your seatbelt 'love' and shut up." he said, imitating Darien. "Wouldn't want you to be unsafe."
Swallowing hard, Serena did just that, though not really knowing why. All she did know, was that she was in danger and Darien, had no clue......
****************************************************************** Ah-haha-haha. Do you hate me, or do you hate me? Well, hope you like the chapter. And I hope I get some reviews too, *smiles sheepishly* They're what keep me going. Any whoo, thanks to those who've been supportive. Hope you like it Ana. ^.^ Didn't I tell ya to expect a twist Water Enchantress? Lol. And Sere-chan, I'm waiting for the next chapter. Well you guys, I'm tired, it's late, so I got to be going. See ya online everyone! Ciao for now-Twigs
Straight red hair fell to his chin which was accented by a goatee of the same color. A chiseled face with harsh green eyes stared from behind thin rimmed glasses that sat low on his nose. 'When did he put those on?' Serena thought absently.
Placing his hands behind his back, The man stepped around the chair with brisk steps, and slowly sat himself down in it, moving his hands so they were in front of him. Only the tips of his fingers touching. He eyed her with a casual glare, one of slight mistrust and anger, yet pity seemed to be there, as well as amusement.
Taking a step back, Serena felt her lower back collide with the solid wood desk behind her. Placing her hands on the edges, she slowly stepped around to the other side of it. Wanting desperately to put some kind of barrier between herself and the stranger. Though for some reason, she felt she should be calling him an enemy more than a stranger. She defiantly knew him, or seen him somewhere before. But where? 'Geez Serena, think you moron!' she yelled mentally at herself.
That face, that manner. She knew him. A dream, he was from a dream. One of her dreams! That was it, but, wait. A dream yes, but a good one....no. He was in her first memory. He was the one that was there the night of....."Oh My God." Serena whispered to herself. Her eyes wide and face going pale.
One smirk from him, and she knew she was right. "I'm so glad you're memory is intact Serenity." He said, looking her up and down. "Or, should I say Serena. It's Serena now, isn't it?" he asked raising an eyebrow. Serena swallowed hard. "Don't be so disturbed. I mean you no harm." He said chuckling. "Though I must say, for knowing the girl you once were, you've changed quite a bit. Here you've known Darien only a short while and yet I can..." Stopping his sentence, he sniffed the air. "Smell him on you." He said smiling, showing pearly white teeth. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Serena growled lowly. "And what the f*** do you want with me?"
Jacob grinned, "Me? Oh, I want nothing with you Serena. And you do remember my name don't you? My name's Jacob. Well, it was in the beginning. We vampires must keep up with the times and different alias's are a part of it unfortunately." He said, suddenly pulling something from the inside of his Armani suit.
Retracting his hand Serena saw it was a cigarette. "Since when do vampires smoke?" She mumbled, affected still by the way he had mentioned the smell of Darien on her. Jacob casually leaned an elbow on the arm rest of the chair, "Does it really matter?" He asked, Lighting it with a silver lighter he produced from another pocket. "I don't believe they'll kill me. Do you?" he asked, putting it away again. Taking a puff, he exhaled the smoke slowly, and grinned at her discomfort at the smell. "So sorry, does this bother you?" he asked, seeming oh so concerned while taking another drag. Serena wrinkled her nose. "I doubt if I said yes you'd do anything about It." She grumbled while taking another step back and glancing around to look for some sort of weapon.
"Well, you are right about that. I tend to enjoy the small discomforts I give people, and even the larger ones of coarse. But you. You Serenity, ...Serena....you, have always been the one to give me discomfort." He said, flicking off the ashes that lingered at he end of his cigarette. Scanning the room around her, Serena surveyed everything, trying to find some sort of weapon, but Robinson was clever. Books all over the floor equaled obstacles to get in her way; and a clean desk with utterly no supplies, other than that of books, littering it. Oh yes, he had this planned for quite a while.
"Ok, lets cut through the crap. What do you want with me huh? What, am I some kind of danger to you? Am I the f***ing thorn in your side or what?" Serena asked scornfully, looking at Jacob dead in the eyes.
Her gaze was intense and unyielding. He was up to something most defiantly. Hell, he had tried to kill her more than once! So, she figured he was going to try again. Granted she was scared, but at the same time, tired of everything. So why not go down trying? "Serena, calm yourself." His voice was clear and slid over her. Though it only frazzled her. "I told you, I mean you no harm." He said winking. Serena raised an eyebrow. "From what I've experienced I'm willing to go on little faith here." She said. Jacob smiled and dropped his cigarette to the ground, snubbing it with his foot.
"Well, I do agree that we should cut through all of the formalities, as you suggested. And as for your question, no, you are not the thorn in my side. Darien is. He's the 'pain', in my ass. As you Americans say it." He said smirking. Serena rolled her eyes. "And as for everything else, your so called, 'experience' with me, has been very minimal Serena. I've ordered no harm to you, I've just tried to get you as far away from Darien as possible." He said innocently and clasping his hands together.
Serena scowled. "Well, maybe you should keep your goons on a shorter leash then because it seems that you've been trying to kill me!" she screamed at him, feeling tears well up in her eyes. Unwanted tears. Jacob sighed. "Serena, how do you know I've been trying to kill you?" he asked. Serenas jaw dropped.
Staring at him, Serena looked around the room quickly. "Have I been missing something? I'm attacked while out with my friend, I'm attacked while at my house. I've been kidnapped..." "Kidnapped?" he interrupted. Serena shook her head in anger, "Yeah, kidnapped. I was kidnapped." Jacob chuckled. "By whom?' he asked. Serena growled. "Some wench ok? Some girl I don't know." "So, it was some girl who doesn't work for Me." He said reassuringly. Flinching, Serena ran a shaky hand through her hair. Her mind was reeling. Should she pray? Ha, she had been praying. She was scared beyond words. She wanted to leave, she wanted to get out. "You're evil Jacob. You killed me in a past life and you're trying to do so again." She said, whispering the last part in pain. Looking down at the ground, her eyes went soft at the sight of her stomach, remembering that she was pregnant when she was killed.
"Poor Serena, you're just not having a good week are you?" he said. Serena looked back up at him. "Well, just so you know. In that past life you mentioned, you were killed out of necessity. Not because it was wanted. After all, it was Darien that couldn't keep up his part of the bargain." He said. Serena sniffled a bit before she felt her body go tense.
Feeling a burning sensation travel up her spine and into her neck, she felt like she couldn't breath very well. "What?" she asked a bit breathlessly. Jacob rested his chin on his palm. "Hmm? Oh yes...Darien's end of the bargain. Well, if he couldn't do it, someone else had to. Didn't you know?"
Serenas voice caught in her throat. An agonizing wrenching in her stomach made her cringe. What was he talking about? "His.....his part of the bargain?" Serena said swallowing hard and moving closer to the middle of the desk. Trailing her numb fingers over the smooth wood surface.
Jacob yawned lightly. "Well, I take it you don't know. How could you though? After all, he was so embarrassed by it. At least that's what I thought. Truth be told, he was just ashamed. Which was even worse. He was ashamed of what he was, and we couldn't have that now could we?" Jacob said while standing up slowly.
Watching his movement carefully, Serena became lost in her minds own maze of thoughts. Slowly digesting all of what Jacob was saying. "Darien, was there Serena. He was there the night of your friends death. He knew what we were, what I was. And then you came to know, and he begged me to stop Serena." Jacob slowly paced towards the desk. His eyes flashed with anger then. "Did you hear me Serena?" he asked. Serena just stared at him, unable to move. "He told me to stop. He told me TO STOP!" he yelled, slamming his fist down on the desk. Serena jumped.
"He came to me in the dead of night, and told me to stop. He wanted me to stop the very thing that makes me what I am! He told me that you knew, and you cared too much to let the thing die. That you'd see it through. So I told him to be rid of you." He growled, showing fangs lingering on the edges of his lips. "I told him to make a change. To make a stand, and he wouldn't do it. So I gave him my first ultimatum, and soon enough turned him. And do you know it was the greatest feeling I ever felt? To finally see him succumb to what he really wanted? His human fascination with us, with us vampires. It was disgusting. But to turn him into one,." Jacob took in a slow deep breath through his nose, and smiled. Changing his mood ever so slightly. "That Serena, was the undoing of me. I was never so content in all of my life." He whispered dangerously.
Serena felt a tear roll down her face. "And so, Darien was born into my world, and I was so sure that he'd be better off. And he was for a while. Hunting with us." Serena began to quiver, and shook her head slowly. "Feeding with us, drinking in the moonlight, and enjoying it. But this happiness didn't last. Oh no, he wouldn't allow it, and there'd be no possible way he ever would again, as long as you were around." He eyed her frail form up and down. "You were the love of his life, and he couldn't bare to be parted from you. So a month after her was turned, after a month of bliss in his new found delight, he became a recluse. He started rejecting the family I brought him into, to be with you. God only knows how her survived."
Serena took a step back and sniffled. "Stop." she whispered. Jacob cocked his head to one side. "No." he stated simply.
Stepping around to stand beside the desk, he grabbed Serenas wrist, and with one swift tug, hauled her up against him. "Darien was weak. He loved you and you were going to have his child. His only child. And suddenly, the world he was once so fascinated with wasn't as grand as he anticipated. He was a disgrace to the family, so something had to be done. So something was done."
Serena whimpered. "I don't care, I don't want to hear anymore." She cried at him, trying to pull away. But she didn't budge. "I told him the only way that the two of you would ever be together was if you were turned as well." he drawled out in mock sympathy. "And he knew that if he did in fact turn you, the baby would die. So I told him instead,....to kill you." Serena squirmed against him, and suddenly felt herself losing balance and falling to the floor.
Stumbling backwards, She caught onto the leather swivel chair, only to find it gave no support and felt it as it rolled away from her; Allowing her to collide solidly with the hardwood floor. Landing with a grunt on her side, she snapped her eyes open quickly to look at Jacob. He towered over her, obviously going to have no pity on her.
Bending down, he looked into her face. "Like I said Serena, he loved you. And like I said, you were killed out of necessity. He said he would take care of it, but the family members wanted quick results, and so your demise was met." He said harshly. Whipping her eyes, with her fingertips, Serena began to sit up. "You forced him!" she cried. "You forced him into becoming what he is now!" "And he WANTED IT!" Jacob yelled. Serena shook her head. "No....NO!" she yelled. "You're lieing. And I wont hear any more!" Standing up, Serena tried to make mad dash for the door, but was suddenly faced with him again. "Grabbing her forearms, Jacob scowled at her. "Serena, this has gotten out of hand, but I will say this, you are wrong in thinking only the good things about him. He wanted to be a vampire. Granted he loved you, but his own desire was placed over that. That night you were waiting for him, was the night he was going to turn you,.....or kill you. Either way, it was going to be your end. So Don't cry about it now. The only thing I can say is leave."
Pulling away from him, Serena dried her eyes, regaining some of her lost balance. "You're a sniveling bastard and you will burn in hell." She growled, hate and malice burning intensely in her eyes, along with fear and melancholy. Jacob sighed in disgust, brushing off invisible dirt from the sleeves of his arms before turning his attention back to her. "I may burn in hell Serena." He said wickedly, a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "But when I am, I'll be sure to have Darien there with me. He's just as much like me, as I am him. I'm is elder, his father, and whether he wants to observe it or not, I am his ultra ego."
Serena sniffled and clenched her hands into fists at her sides. "You bastard." she whispered, wanting desperately to cry out in pain and anguish. Her heart lurching and a lump forming in her throat.
Outside, she heard the vague sounds of thunder, and the beating of rain on the window pains. But it was hardly noticed over the beating of her pulse in her ears.
"You Serena, have given yourself to a man who killed you in the past, and will kill you again." He said calmly, not bothering to break eye contact. Serena trembled, her body racked with hidden emotional sobs. "You killed me Jacob." She chocked out, her eyes narrowed to slits. "You are the one who twisted my neck." She hissed, looking as if she might pas out at any moment. Jacob casually shrugged. "I may have done the deed, but it was Darien who sentenced you."
Hearing the thunder roll outside, Serena whimpered a bit before a creaking noise made her jump and turn around. Behind her, a soaking wet Molly entered through the door, an irritated look on her face. "So here you are. It started raining, and I found a close parking spot. Then I got here, and no one was here and.."
Eyeing Serena up and down, Molly stepped into the room. "Rena, what's wrong?" she asked. Looking past her disheveled friend, she saw a finely dressed, nice looking guy, who in all reality should have been giving her the chills due to his attractiveness. Though instead, to Molly's surprise, and feeling of fear came over her. "Who are you?" she asked coldly, putting an arm around her friend.
Jacob placed his hands behind his back. "Just a colleague of Mr. Robinson's. I came to talk with Serena about her grades being that Mr. Robinson wasn't available. I'm sort of his aid in a way." He said smiling sweetly. Serena's stomach lurched.
Molly raised an eyebrow, and looked at her friend closely. It was obvious she had been crying. "Well Serena, being that class in canceled, I think we should go. Come one." She said, guiding her friend by her shoulders.
Leading her friend out of the office, Molly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "What happened in there?" se asked quietly. Serena didn't respond. "Oh ladies!" called Jacob. Stopping, Molly turned around slowly. "Yeah?" she asked. He was standing in the door frame when he suddenly pulled from behind his back, Serenas backpack. "You forgot something." He said. Glancing at her friend to see if she had made a move for her possession, Molly sighed. She wasn't even turned around.
Walking up to him, Molly reached out and took the backpack. Taking it by the top handle, she felt her skin graze Jacobs, and a sudden vision entered her mind. Love, hate, fear, eroticism, happiness, anger, loneliness, depravity. She saw herself actually *with* him. Gasping, she grabbed the backpack from him, and turned around swiftly, grabbing Serena by her arm and leading her up the stairs and out into the hallway. "Serena, I don't know who the hell that was, But I wanna know what went on in there." She said angrily while leading her out of the building.
The rain poured outside, and the darkness of the hour made Serena shiver, despite the cold. She just wanted to see more of the daylight. Getting into Molly's silver Honda civic, feeling both soaking wet and numb, Serena sniffled. She was freezing and burning at the same time. She was so upset, she wanted to scream, and so angry, she wanted to cry. And she could do neither in Molly's car, so she just sat there, numb and ridged.
Feeling the car pull into drive, Serena sat back, and starred out the window. "Serena, tell me who that was." Molly demanded, hands clutched tightly on the steering wheel. Serena mumbled. Her mouth moved, but produced no real sound. "Serena!" Molly said again. Not reacting to her friends tone, Serna sighed. "An old friends of Darien's. He was telling me these horrible things and...." Serena saw the tears that blurred her vision, but didn't feel them as the rolled down her cheeks. "Serena?" Molly asked, looking at her friend worriedly. "He knew him, and told me all these things and I just...." Serena was getting chocked up, suddenly gasping for air. "Oh God, Serena, Serena calm down, deep breaths sweaty. Come on!" she said, shaking her friend a little. Serna whimpered and buried her face in her hands, breathing shallowly. "Molly, I really just don't wanna talk about it ok? But can I stay with you tonight?" she asked through her hands, weeping immensely.
Molly frowned, and rubbed her friends back. "Sure, sure kid. You know you can. Just relax ok? I'll get you to my house ad we'll drink some hot chocolate and chill." She said calmly, though feeling the hair on the back of her neck stand up at the remembrance of the vision she had.
Shivering, Molly placed both hands back on the wheel, and tried to forget about it. Serena was upset, and she had no clue why. And the other little fact was that the guy had lied. 'Why didn't he just say he knew Darien?' she wondered. Looking back at her friend, Molly's brows furrowed. "It's ok Rena, we'll be there soon." She whispered to her, "Soon."
**
After the car ride of silence and Molly's constant prodding when they reached her house, Serena was still immovable in her position on talking about it. Every time Molly questioned her, Serena would just shake her head and cry, saying she just wanted to think for a while. Though for Molly, this was bad news. Serena was always up for talking through her problems. Otherwise she'd go insane and become despondent, not eating and moping around.
"Serena, please just talk to me." Molly said through the closed bedroom door. On the edge of the bed sat Serena. Red, puffy, tired eyes wore hard on her face, and clenched hands gripped the edge of the bed, trying to draw support from the solid form. "Serena." She heard Molly say again. But still, Serena didn't answer.
Never had she felt so lost before in her whole life. Never so frightened or misguided. A soul searing pain rippled through her chest and back in place of where her heart used to be; and an ache that couldn't be relieved no matter what position she sat or layed in.
Her head throbbed and her voice cracked every time she spoke, so for her own good, she didn't speak at all. "Serena, come on. At least get out of those clothes." Came Moll's muffled voice. Serena shut her eyes slowly, feeling the corners of her mouth begin to sag in response to all the pain she was feeling. "Serena?" Slowly, her face contorted into one of pain. Going hot, Serena began to turn inside herself, whimpering to as silently as she could in an effort to keep her friend out. Pulling her knees up to curl into a ball, she fell back onto the bed, wrapping her arms around her knees. The only lamp in the room not giving off enough light.
Crying hard into her knees, Serena wept more tears then she cared to count. "Serena, it's late. I'll just let you rest ok, but, please, we'll talk about tomorrow ok? Serena?" Serena heard her friend sigh. "Ok then Rena, see you in the morning. Good night."
Hearing her friends footsteps disappear down the hallway, Serena waited to hear the click of her bedroom door before moving further up on the bed and under the covers. Whimpering and sniffling in hurt and sorrow, Serena decided to just turn the light off. She didn't want to see the room around her anymore, and decided she'd be better off immersed in darkness instead. The room around her being the old one that she used to stay in when both she and Molly had lived in the house, a short while before she got her own apartment. It was a brief amount of time, but a happy amount. She and Molly had good times. They were freshman and were psyched that they had both been accepted to the same college. The house had been bought by Molly's father for the both of them, and all was taken care of. Though it wasn't the Ritz, it was there little haven. And still was.
Peering out the window, Serenas thoughts were lost in the steady beat of the rain outside. The blankets around her were warm, but they did nothing for the chill in her bones. Wanting desperately to be rid of the feeling, she pulled them around her tighter, wishing for any kind of soothing comfort to be emitted from them. She wanted to feel better, she wanted to be happy again, happy like she was the night before. Comfortable and loved without a care in the world....
Though all to soon, the full memories of the night before came tumbling into her minds eye; and suddenly, an undying terror had found her, refusing to let go. Whimpering, Serena shut her eyes to the visions. "Oh God." she said, gasping for breath. She could sense it.
Every detail that had eluded her until then. From the feel of the satin sheets on her skin, to Darien's own skin on hers. His weight above her, pressing her down into his bed with keen knowledge of everything that made her cry out for him. Her legs wrapped around is lean hips, and the movement...God, the movement of his body between her thighs. The movement they both made together. The exertions of his body and each skilled movement of his hands caused her to moan and shout. To cry out his name over and over, only to beg for more. Pleading with him never to stop.
There were fistfuls of sheets and shades of love and reflected passion in her eyes. Even tenderness, lust, frustration and joy, and an undoubted fire in their souls. It was pure, raw ecstasy, and she had accepted it, wanted it even. She remembered so much then, it made her choke on her sobs.
His words, his promises and devotionals. With each thrust of his hips, he had made a promise of eternal love, friendship, protection, and love making. Then with each bucking of her hips, she had accepted each pact, only wanting more of him. Then screaming his name, she clawed at his back and arched her own, feeling a flood within her and a lurch in her heart. And that was only the beginning.
Shaking with withheld tears, Serena groaned deep within her throat. "It doesn't mean anything." she whimpered to herself. "None if it was true. It couldn't have been. He was lieing, someone has to be lieing." She sobbed, burying her face in her hands.
"I can't stand it.." she chocked out, suddenly coughing loudly. Sniffling, and drying her eyes, Serena uncurled herself and sat up, hitting the pillow her head rested on with her fist. Sniffling some more, Serena's nose curled up. Leaning her head back, she suddenly sneezed, hair falling into her face and eyes. Tucking the fallen strands behind her ears, she sighed. "God bless you" came a deep smooth voice.
Serena felt a chill go up her spine. The voice was smooth and husky, and she was only reminded of her romp in bed the previous night. Looking to the corner of her room, she saw a shrouded figure sitting in the wicker chair near the window. She didn't need to see his face to know who it was though. She'd know that voice and figure for the rest of her life and then some. "What are you doing in my bedroom?" She asked numbly. Her nose stuffy and voice cracking a little. Hearing him make some sort of motion, she cleared his throat, "Wondering why you aren't in mine." He said calmly. Looking to her right, at the side of her bed, she spotted the lamp and leaned over to turn it on. Turning back to see Darien, She was faced with blue eyes and dark hair. Screaming mildly, Serena jumped up and out of the bed. Noting that she still had her tennishoes on. Watching him through blurry eyes, Serena brought her hands to her mouth. "Darien, don't do that. OK, don't, don't come near Me." She said. Darien raised an eyebrow. "I know, you know what I know." She stated slowly. "And I want an explanation." She said. Darien closed his eye and took a deep breath. Definitely not a good sign in her book.
Removing her hands from her face, Serena sighed. "You lied to me... didn't you?" she asked meekly, raking a hand through her hair. Darien opened his eyes to look at her, a serious look on his face. Serna whimpered. "Darien..how could you..." she said, backing up to the door. Gripping the knob behind her, She saw Darien stand up from his seated position on the bed. "Serena, allow me to explain love. You have to trust Me." He said.
Serena had been numb for quite a while. Her body was rigid and her heart no longer in existence. But when he said those words, all passion and feeling came roaring back. 'Trust him?' Trust? She did trust him. Or she had, and now, after everything, he was asking her to? What was the point? Feeling anger surge through her veins, Serena realized the real emotion she should have been feeling. Pain and anguish were all well and good, but now was the time for her true colors to show. For her to finally 'talk' about it.
"Trust Darien?" she gritted out, her teeth clenched. "So that's what you do? You take me to your bed first and then ask for trust? Is that how little you think of Me!" she yelled, completely forgetting about Molly. "I did trust you!" she began to cry. "I trusted you so much that it hurt. I loved you and...." her voice went quiet. How could she have actually loved him?
'Though I must say, for knowing the girl you once were, you've changed quite a bit. Here you've known Darien only a short while and yet I can....smell him on you.' Jacobs words rang through her mind. He was right. She had known him for such a short time, and she was already his. "This was a mistake." She said, leaning her back against the door.
She heard Darien growl. "Don't you dare say that Serena." Serena looked back up at him. "Tell me how it wasn't. How could I love you,...and how..how could you love me?" she chocked out. "I'll grow old and, and you'll stay the same. I can't see...." Serenas vision cleared then, and Serena suddenly saw through it all. 'Turn me or kill me..' Jacobs words wouldn't shut up. "You,... you wanted to turn me. Didn't you.." she stuttered out, turning the knob behind her.
Darien made a move towards her. "Don't!" she said sternly. "You were going to turn me to keep me with you .Or, or..." "Serena, that's not the truth!" he said. Serena shook her head. "Well, what the hell is then?! Are you going to tell me? Or should I go to bed with you again?" she asked acidly. Darien flinched, his jaw clenched at her words. She was hurt, and he knew she had been wounded by someone else previously. She didn't need this. "Serena." He said, walking towards her. Serena opened the door then, and ran out into the living room, suddenly colliding with a solid form.
Feeling her forearms being griped, she looked into Darien's face. "Serena, please, listen to me. If you trust me, prove it so now." He said. Serena tried to push away from him, but it didn't work. "Serena...." He said calmly, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her against him. Serena still continued to fight, but to no avail. He was too strong. "Serena.." he said soothingly again. Calming herself down, Serena began to cry again. "Serena love,..please listen to me." Serena didn't want to listen. She had listened so much within the past weak, she only wanted stone silence around her for the rest of her life. "I'm aware of what he must have told you ,but you must understand that not all of it's true." He said, smoothing her hair down and kissing the top of her head tenderly. Serena sobbed, burying her head in his chest. "The fact that any of it's true is bad Darien." she said angrily. Though most of her heated words were dulled by her muffled voice.
Grinning to himself at the fact that he was still able to keep her in his arms, he closed his eyes. "Serena, you are the love of my life, and I mean that with every fiber of my being. I no longer have a heart, because you own it. I gave it to you over two-hundred years ago, and only until recently, I was depressed. But you, you have returned and I can't even begin to think what I've done without you." He said. Serena sniffled a bit more. "It's late now though, and I know you're tired. You've been through a lot, and I must search out Jacob tonight." Lifting her head away from her chest, She starred up at him. "I see." She said sternly.
She was angry with him, but she still couldn't deny her love to herself. Maybe to him, but not to herself. So she stayed encircled within his arms. Determined to do s for just a little longer. "Serena, I'll see that you're taken back home so you can rest ok? I have to find him love. To keep you safe. He's trying to part us, and I can't have that. Do you understand?" he said caressing her face with his right hand. Serena sighed, and looked around the room. A bit irritated he was even thinking about not explaining to her now.
"Serena, it's a long story, but I promise that as soon as I return tonight, you'll know everything. Just please, trust me like you have been. I have done nothing wrong, so please, be at ease." He said, looking straight into her eyes. Turning up her chin, Darien trailed his thumb along her jaw. Frowning at him, Serena cleared her throat. She hated giving in so easily. "Well, I guess I'll have to say then, if you don't to back to the mansion, I'll have to carry yo there kicking and screaming." He said with a wink. "Though, I do know that you don't mind being carried anyway" Serena rolled her eyes, and rested the side of her face against his chest, placing her arms lightly around his middle. "Alright then Darien." She said. "I'll go. But I won't like it." Feeling his laughter rumbled in his chest, She felt her chin being lifted up once again, and warm, soft lips descend on her own.
Unable to fight the sensation, Serena kissed him back lightly, not wanting him to think she wasn't angry anymore. But she was still unable to stop responding to him. Opening her lips against his, she welcomed him, and his comfort. Her heart seemed to be back in the right place now, if not a little heavy. But this would all be taken care of. It had to be, or else she would go crazy.
Suddenly breaking the kiss, Serna looked up and him breathing heavily. "Molly." She said, remembering her friend. Darien chuckled. "What about her?" he asked. Serena sighed, "I want her to know I'm gone." She said. "I don't want to run out again. I don't think she'd be able to handle it." Darien smiled. "Serena, she's well aware that I'm here. She's the one who let me in. She just didn't tell you. It's all right I promise." He said, kissing her again. Serena let out a small sound of contentment before breaking it again. "Ok, well, if I have to go, then lets go. I'm sleepy. She said sternly, unwillingly prying herself from him. Darien noticed her discomfort and grinned. "As you wish love, as you wish."
Walking her out to the awaiting car, under the protection of a large black umbrella, Darien ushered her into the backseat of the BMW. "Wait, what about you? Where are you going?" Serena asked him. Darien smiled. "Serena, I have o see about a certain someone Serena. I'm taking the other car to do so." He said, motioning with his head to the car behind hers. Looking back, Serena saw a..."Black corvette!" she screeched. Darien smiled. "Yes, my baby. Or, she was. I think now though, jealousy will flare with you in the picture." Serena looked back up at him. "Uh-huh. Or you'll be the one who's jealous. I happen to have a liking for cars, and I think she and I will get along fine." She said. Darien winked. "So I see. Well then, I better be off. So much to do and so little time. Chad driving and Dave is there for your protection." Darien said.
Looking to the front seat, Serena nodded at them. "OK, well, be careful Darien. And do *Not* think you're getting off the hook. I expect an explanation." she said angrily. Darien nodded his head. "And so you shall receive one. But later. Good night Serena. I love you." Leaning down into the car, Darien kissed her lightly on the lips. "Rest well. I'll see you in a few hours." With a long looking goodbye, he finally shut the car door.
Watching him nod his head at Chad, she felt the car pull into drive and looked back, watching Darien's form disappear as they drove down the street and turned a corner. Sighing, Serena sat back and crossed her legs. Both Chad and Dave sat in silence.
Looking down at her fingernails, Serena began to pick at them until she heard Chad clear his throat. "So Serena, how was school." He said awkwardly. Grinning a bit, Serena was thankful he was trying to make conversation. Tying to make light of her day, Serena yawned, "It was....long.." she said tiredly, while rubbing her eyes.
Chad laughed. "Yeah, I bet. Fridays always are. Right Dave?" he said, looking towards him. Dave didn't seem to react though, so Chad just turned his eyes back to the road, when Dave turned to him then. "Yes, they are. I have noticed that. And to think, yours hasn't even ended."
Raising an eyebrow, Serena glared at Dave. "What?" Chad asked, when suddenly, he was thrown to the side of the car his, head slamming against the window with a crack. Screaming, Serena felt herself being thrown as the car swerved. Staring at Dave, she watched as he unlatched the seatbelt and then opened the drivers door. In horror, Serena stared as she saw Chad's body pushed out of the moving car, to see his form be replaced by Dave. Taking control of the wheel, Serena felt the car stop swerving, and get into its right lane.
Gripping the edge of the seat, Serena panted. What he hell was going on1 "Dave, .....What!!!!" "Shut up Serena you stupid whore!" he yelled at her, not taking his eyes off the road. Serena yelped. "Dave, what are you.." "I said shut up! I can't believe how stupid you are. I gave you s many chances to leave. We gave you so many chances, and you still stay. You'd think you'd learn your lesion, but you just had to settle in didn't you? Well, now extremes must be taken. Or in other words, you must be taken care of." Glaring at her from the rear view mirror, he sneered. "So put on your seatbelt 'love' and shut up." he said, imitating Darien. "Wouldn't want you to be unsafe."
Swallowing hard, Serena did just that, though not really knowing why. All she did know, was that she was in danger and Darien, had no clue......
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