Wow! I'm really getting the hang of this updating thing. Please enjoy the chapter people. This is where it heats up. J
Chapter 14
Deja Vu anda Balcony Scene
It had been two days since Verloch had told Sara that Merloch had escaped. She had been happy, of course, happy that he had gotten out but a part of her could not help but feel some disappointment. Why hadn't he taken her with him? Was he even going to come back for her, or would he leave her here?
She shrugged, her eyes straying over the vast garden situated beneath her balcony. It was beautiful. A large, thick garden stretching out over miles of green land, a thin spiralling grey path surrounded by clusters of flowers and trees sending shadows cascading over its grey surface. Further away were some more mountains and a large green field and before that was a small wood, on the edge of a mountain.
Cathy had said there was a small lake within that wood, and a waterfall. She was bored today, incredibly bored. She was allowed to go anywhere she wanted, according to Verloch she would not be able to escape, anyway. It was creepy when she thought about it. Was he monitoring her or something? Was he watching her every move?
Sara shuddered inwardly. She liked her privacy, and it was unnerving to think that someone might be watching her every move. Sara made her way to the armoire and pulled it open, fingering through the many gowns within.
That was another thing that unnerved her. For some reason, every time she opened it there would be a whole new rack of dresses and the ones from beforehand would have vanished. She decided on something pink, a light pale baby pink. She then made her way to the small chest of drawers and brushed her hair, coiling it into a high pony.
Sara made her way to the full-length mirror and grimaced. She looked so babyish. She hurriedly made her way to the armoire once again and pulled it open, this time pulling out something darker and more sophisticated. Just because she was trapped in a palace and surrounded by vampires, it didn't mean she should let herself go.
The dress was blue, a sea blue, which reminded her of dolphins. It wasn't that dark but the designing was nicer, more elegant. She pulled off the pink dress and clad herself in the blue. It looked pretty, not too tight but tight enough to compliment her figure. Sara brushed out her hair and redid the pony, sweeping forward a few tendrils to frame her face. She then made her way to the chest of drawers and put on some earrings. Much better.
Now that she looked presentable, she would go and find the waterfall. It sounded childish even as she thought it. Like a five year old wishing to find the leprechaun at the end of the rainbow. She shrugged. This wouldn't take too long, they wouldn't realise she was missing.
Twigs crunched beneath her feet, the damp grass swaying lightly in the breeze. It was cold, extremely cold. And what did she hope to achieve from this? She wanted to look at a waterfall… gods did that sound pathetic to her ear. The castle/palace whatever she had to call it had been tiresome lately, extremely tiresome. She enjoyed it, she could not deny that. It was every girls dream to live like a princess but she knew that she was forgetting something at the back of her mind.
She remembered everything, Tony, Flint, Professor Goodman but it all seemed distant now, detached, like a memory. Which it was, it was a memory, sort of. She didn't mind how she was living right now, it was cosy and exciting but it felt…empty. Merloch had just got up and left, that was what irked her the most. She was alone in a place where she knew no one, and he had just got up and left. It made her angry, but only slightly. She was too tired to be angry.
Finally, she reached the waterfall, a giant gushing waterfall rising and falling then crashing against the rocks beneath in thick spurts of foam. It was beautiful. It was worth it.
She sighed and made her way to a rock on the side, dangling her legs into the water. It was cold, icy to the touch. Yet it was relaxing. She liked it here. She could feel the water lashing over her feet as it exerted a dull numbness, her feet slowly growing pink. But it was still nice, and relaxing.
She bent down, scooping some of the foam into her hand and watching as it seeped through her fingers and back to land. It reminded her of bubble bath, even though it was quite different. She sighed again.
"Enjoying it?"
A voice cut through the silence. She swerved, as her stomach jumped with shock. Verloch stood by a tree on the edge of the clearing.
"It's a nice place, isn't it?" he continued, making his way towards her and seating himself on the rock beside her.
She nodded. "It's nice," she replied, vaguely.
"What? You've seen better?"
She shrugged. "Probably not."
"Then why the choice of adjective? Its better than nice."
Sara rolled her eyes. "Okay, its beautiful. Happy now?"
He laughed lightly. "You're amusing."
She frowned. "What's that meant to mean?"
He smirked. "I like you. You're interesting to hold a conversation with."
Sara stopped herself from blushing. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"It is a compliment," he stated.
"And that's why I'll take it as one."
He rolled his eyes. "You always have to have the last word."
"Quit with the statements, they're unnerving. What do you want?"
"Nothing, really. I got bored and I noticed you were down here, so I thought I'd keep you company. I like it down here, anyway. It's relaxing."
Sara nodded. "It is, isn't it?"
Verloch sighed and leaned back onto the rock. "We used to play here as children, you know."
That caught her attention. "Who?" She knew the answer even as she said the question. But it didn't hurt to ask.
"Me, Merloch and sometimes Anthion. We were young then. Very young. And sometimes Emilie used to join in, though she only stayed with us for a year."
Sara nodded. There was something in his voice, some underlying emotion. As if he was telling her something important, yet she had no idea what it was. She decided to latch onto some of his words, then maybe she would be able to understand the teenage vampire.
"Who is Emilie?"
His expression had been calm, but it changed abruptly as she mentioned the name. He turned his gaze towards her, his eyes fiery. Sara suppressed a shudder. That had been the wrong point to latch onto.
"I don't see that as any of your concern." It was quick, cold, final.
Sara shrugged. She didn't know him well enough to delve. "Whatever."
He was silent once again, just gazing at the foam as it crashed against the rocks, splashing over their legs and sending chills omitting through their bodies.
He looked calmer now, as he began to speak once again. "I'm sorry. It's a personal subject. You'll find out, eventually."
She wasn't sure that she wanted to find out. A sudden thought crossed her mind as the name rang through her head. Emilie.
"The girl in the painting. Is that her?"
"As I said. You'll find out, eventually."
She wanted to pry, really, she did. But she could tell he was not in the best of moods. Instead, she nodded.
"Okay." She wasn't stupid. She recognised the finality in his voice. If he didn't want to talk about it, it was wrong of her to make him.
Sara snuffed the water lightly with the tip of her shoe, watching as the foam smothered her foot, then slowly slipped off and back into the water. She could feel his eyes on her, watching her. Her face was growing hot. Why was he watching her so much? It was unnerving, and embarrassing, and part of her couldn't help but like it.
Merloch had abandoned her. It hit her hard. She had thought he cared, and he had just got up and abandoned her. He didn't even bother sending her a message. He just got up and left and there was no guarantee he would come back. Not that she minded, really. She was beginning to like this place. It was so nice, and calming. And there was no responsibility. Anyway, Verloch had promised that when the weather got better, they would go out some more instead of staying cooped up so much.
"Do you want to go inside now? It is getting cold." His voice cut through the silence. Sara nodded. He was right, it was getting cold.
She slipped off of the rock and followed him as he made his way back to the castle.
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Night had fallen hours ago; the sky shrouded a deep black dotted with a few small stars, marring its perfect surface.
Sara lay in bed, the sound of the clock ticking filling her ears. She couldn't sleep, and it was only a minute or so until midnight. Torrents of rain lashed against the glass door of the balcony, like hundreds of pebbles hitting a hard surface.
She heard a sudden sound. A harsher pattering. Sara jerked up, her ears alert. It was coming from the balcony. A sudden overwhelming fear clenched her stomach, like an unseen hand clasping at her insides. She wanted to just stay there and pretend it never came.
Then she heard it again.
Sara slipped out of bed, her fingers coiling with the ribbons of her thin, white nightgown. Curiosity killed the cat. Too bad she wasn't a cat.
Sara made her way to the balcony door and gently pulled it open. A fresh gust of cold air beat against her skin, sending chills omitting down her spine. She stepped out onto the balcony; her thin dress barely posing as a barrier from the cold. Rain lashed against her face, her body, her hands, but she chose to ignore it.
Sara leaned her head over the balcony and spotted a figure, clad in a thick, dark cloak. She felt her stomach jump, then cartwheel inside of her.
"Sara! The vine!"
Sara nodded and scoured her eyes over the balcony. The vine. What was the vine? Just then, she spotted a thick, lank vine, coiled over the top of one of the banisters. She made her way towards it, careful not to slip over the wet marble.
Sara threw it over the side and watched as Merloch made his way up it. He was fast. Incredibly fast. She had never realised until now how fast he really was.
He reached the tope, his figure sending blurred shadows across the dark marble. He jumped onto the balcony and landed before her with feline agility. Slowly, he drew the hood from his cloak and looked towards her, their eyes meeting.
Merloch smiled lightly, tilting his head to the side. "Hey."
Sara opened her mouth to reply, but only managed to shudder violently. His smile changed into a frown. "Damn. We better get you inside, it's freezing."
She nodded and turned, making her way through the doors of the balcony. He followed, quickly. And shut the doors behind them.
Sara hurriedly made her way to the door of the room and locked it.
"Why are you locking it?"
Sara shook her head and made her way to the dressing table, pulling out a box of matches. She pulled out a match and stroked it against the side of the box, watching as the small flame flickered to life over the wood. She lit the candle beside her bed and lifted it up.
"Why are you here? What if Verloch catches you? That's the point of escaping, isn't it? The point is that you get away and they don't catch you."
Merloch shook his head and took the candle from her hands, placing it on the dressing table. He then took both of her hands in his, and kissed her knuckles lightly.
"He won't catch me." As he said this something flickered over his face, an emotion that she could barely make out under the wavering candlelight.
Sara frowned. "What's wrong?"
Merloch shook his head. "Nothing. Déjà vu. Ignore me."
Sara opened her mouth, about to say something when he brought forward one of his fingers and placed it on her lips, silencing her.
"Don't look so worried. You've locked the door. He can't go through walls, you know."
Sara pulled her hand from his grasp and shook her head, turning her back towards him and making her way to the other side of the room.
"He could still catch you, you know."
Merloch shook his head and made his way towards her, placing his hands around her neck.
"Don't be so tense," he whispered, his breath tingling her ear.
He kissed her ear, gently. His mouth brushed her neck, his lips smiling against her skin.
"Merloch…"
"Shh." His voice silenced her as he continued to kiss her neck, his fingers tracing her collarbone.
Sara twisted away and turned to face him. "He's going to come in. You're going to get caught."
She could see his eyes narrow under the wavering candlelight. Before she could add anything, he grabbed her hands and pulled her towards him. Their foreheads touched, his eyes were fiery, angry?
"You've locked the door." It was a statement, he was angry. She could feel his breath against her face but before she could respond, he bent down and brushed his lips against hers lightly. Sara pulled back slightly, blushing. He leaned forward once again and kissed her.
His hands ran through her hair, drenched with rain, his fingers cold to the touch. His lips parted hers, kissing her gently. He pulled back for a breath then dipped his head back again. His lips had warmed instantly the moment they touched hers. She thought she was in heaven, until he moved and brushed his lips against hers again, and again, and again.
He was teasing her, making her want more, and it was working. When she tried to
pull away, he wouldn't let her, following her quietly with mouth until she was lost under his spell. His mouth slowly cajoled hers to open. His hands were coarse, but gentle, holding hers against the wall. When did that happen? Even so, she would have been unable to move if lightning had struck them. Maybe it did already and she didn't know it...
She heard a clap of thunder in the distance. Merloch pulled away suddenly, both of them gasping for breath.
He turned. "I better be leaving now."
Sara reached out and grabbed his arm. He turned back, their eyes meeting. "You will be back, right?"
Merloch tilted his head to the side and took her other hand. He ran a hand through her hair and smoothed it out, gently kissing her forehead.
"I came back this time, didn't I?"
She nodded. "What are you planning?"
"That's for me to know, and for you to find out," he stated.
She frowned. "It involves me just as much as it involves you."
"I never said it didn't."
"Then tell me."
"Not now. You yourself said that Verloch could come at any time. You don't want me to get caught, do you?"
Her frown deepened. "Don't use my own words against me. Now unless you're intending to stay, I suggest you leave right now. I'm tired and I need my sleep. Anyway, I need to change or else I'll catch a cold seeing as someone made me stand outside in the rain."
Merloch arched one of his eyebrows. "I didn't force you to come to the balcony," he replied.
He made his way back to the balcony. "Good night, Sara."
He was a silhouette in the rain, his cloak a shield in the darkness.
"Goodnight."
But he was already gone.
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Wow. That was WAY longer than usual. And there was some characterization that I don't usually bother with in this. -shrugs- oh well, adds drama, right?
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