The winged angel or the fire beast

A/n I'm really surprised at how many people who are reviewing my story, thank you soooo much, it means so much to me at this time. Sorry it's been a while since I've updated, I'm a lazy person. Thank you those for putting me on their favourite lists, it really encourages me to go on. (especially Whoadie ^_^ she's mad :P )

Chapter 8

'A kind heart is often blinded'

'How could you leave me, when I needed to possess you? I hated you, I loved you too.'- Kate Bush

Dilandau sat back taken off guard by her question. It amused him but at the same time he realised the faults of his fake claim of need for her. 'Maybe I've rushed this all too quickly. She can probably see right through my plan and me. Her eyes seem to penetrate anything. And now Folken is going to kill me if I screw up!' Regaining focus, he replied confidently, 'I said I need you.'

Mimicking Dilandau, she sat back also. 'After being so cruel to me, he says that he needs me. It can't be true. But what if it is? This could be the only way of getting close to him and helping him. He doesn't need to be alone anymore.' But before she could think of something to say back to him, Dilandau was already closing the gap between them.

He forced his lips upon hers and Helena's eyes widened in surprise. She raised her hand to push his body away but every movement his soft lips made against hers, weakened her. Her arm struggled to move but then fell to her side. Her eyes even seemed powerless against him and they fluttered shut. Sweet senses whirled in her mind.

The sound of passing footsteps woke her up from her dream, but still Dilandau continued, his arms at her waist. The natural instinct to push him away revived. Why should she be kissing someone who wouldn't even regard her as a friend?!

She finally found the strength to speak, ' Dilandau stop it.'

'Why? Don't you like it?' a devilish grin covering his face. The question was difficult to answer at first but she did like it. It just didn't seem……

But before she could reply, he moved close and kissed her again. This time Helena knew that this was only a lustful kiss, or not even that. Did he need her, or just her body? She was not going to be a slave to his ways. As if threatening her thoughts, Dilandau's hand began to slip up her top. Aware of his intentions, Helena managed to push him away. Dilandau looked at her surprised, either because she managed to pull away from him or more importantly his shock when her hand made thunderous contact with his face. His face struck to the side and he turned just in time to see Helena standing in front of him, brimming with anger.

'I will NOT be used by you Lord Dilandau,' she shouted as she left, leaving Dilandau's face a shade redder.

The door slammed open, with a force that even made Helena jump. Feeling her anger overwhelm her, she turned, without looking at Dilandau, and slammed the door shut, her arms flung in the air as if by recoil. Not knowing which way to go, she hastily made her way down the corridor. Helena realised her freedom of her cell and Dilandau but where was she to go? She hardly knows where to go even if she knew where. Feeling tears swell in her eyes, she just wanted to find somewhere to let it out. She just wanted to cry her heart out, yell at the top of her voice, and use Dilandau as a punch bag. Remembering why she was in this predicament, her face screamed red with anger. Her eyes were narrowed, set for kill to anyone who walked around the corner.

'How dare he?! I am not an object just for him to use.' She paused as disappointment and tears began to wash away her anger. ' I wanted to help him. Stop his loneliness. But this is the way he treats me! Just something to use and throw away soon enough.'

Hearing the clank of armored boots down a nearby corridor, she headed to the nearest door to escape from the world of identical corridors, and Dilandau. Soon enough she came across a battered wooden double door. Slowly pushing it open, trying to avoid the sound of the old hinges straining, she opened the door just enough to squeeze inside.

Gazing before her, she gasped at the size of the hall-like room, which had been disguised by the out of proportional small doors. An old, wooden balcony balanced around the edge of the hall above, threatening to fall. Several small windows wished to shine on one side of the room, but curtains stopped their struggle. Helena tried to imagine the architecture of the room in full light. Even though there was no furniture, it seemed to emit an aura of grandeur. Feeling insignificant to the atmosphere of the grand hall, she walked to a corner and sat down.

Sitting in the hall, alone at last, her eyes glistened in the dim light. It had been the first time she thought about home since she had left Earth. Although she always argued with her mother, she realised how much she missed her. She missed the sound of her voice; no matter how vicious it sounded. Her mother was trying to help her, but Helena didn't want any of it. Now more than ever, she wanted her help.

'By helping Dilandau, I might be helping myself. Dilandau's an angry person, a bit like me. But I seem so calm compared him. I can understand now why my mum wanted to send me to a psychiatrist. She just wanted to help me…' she choked on her words as she cried silently to herself, afraid the walls would hear her and show no pity.

Wiping the tears from her eyes, she brought her arms around her legs. 'I've got to pick myself up from this, because of I don't I'll never compete against Dilandau's anger. He'll walk all over me and he'll never look at me as a shoulder to cry on…a friend. He needs someone. He has all this hate trapped inside, all this sadness. He's hurting and I'll be the one to take the weight of he's shoulders. Raising her head she looked up as if she could see through the stone ceiling and into the night sky. 'Once I help Dilandau and me, I'm going to make it up to you mum. I promise.'

A/n woo woo, I did it. At least I countered Dilandau's mistake of going too quick. . sorry about the shortness of the chapter btw. I'm suffering from a mental block and I just found this chapter difficult to write. (and no that's not an excuse for not updating for ages ^_^ )

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