M-a-r-i-o-n-e-t-t-e
Summary: The battle ended in a tie. N told her to become his princess. She gave him the finger and told him to get lost. After going home, she came to a realization: Her every move was being controlled by N. She was his puppet, and he was her master. Who will win? N's desire? Or her heart?
~String 16~
A/N: BTW, this chapter is gonna have some umm...IMPORTANT PLOT POINTS SO I HOPE YOU LIKE! ;) You don't know how long I've been waiting to post this. I wrote this like a year and a half ago...so... xD
Part 3 - Surrender
"Verb:
Surrender
To give oneself up into the power of another, especially as a prisoner; to submit or give in."
I'm curled up in the fetal position when I finally decide it's time to move around. After Ghetsis had begged me to stop N, I'd fled the room and ended up here in the rocking chair, my entire body encasing "Harmonia Royalty". I think I fell asleep at one point too...
Pushing myself up, I allow my fingers to unclench themselves from around the dusty cover before setting the thick book aside and on the marble floor.
I should go and apologize to Ghetsis...I overreacted and ran away even though I should've listened to him. He could very well be right about..N and everything else he told me.
Sliding my feet onto the cool floor, I head towards the door and place my hand against its smooth surface before pushing on it.
The door doesn't budge.
I press against it again, and nothing happens. My eyebrows knit together and I bring up my second hand and slam both palms against the solid metal and jar my arms.
"SHIT!" I exclaim, my eyes glowering at it. "Why the hell is this locked!?" I give it a swift kick and look around the room for something to ram the door with. Not that that would help me get out. The door is five inches thick..
"N!" I shout, spinning around and looking back and forth. "If you're watching me now, what the fuck is going on!? Let me out of here now!"
There's no response, and I feel heat rise up from my throat to my face, and whirl around to face the door before kicking it again and hurting my toes. "DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT!"
Running away from the door, I pick up the largest object that is in the room that I can actually lift: The rocking chair.
I heave it into my arms and charge at the door before tossing the chair at it at full force. The chair shatters, and I stare in shock as the door remains perfectly fine, not a dent or scratch to be seen.
A chunk of the chair slams into my forehead, and I black out.
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I awaken to find myself still on the floor; there's a pillow underneath my head, but I don't take any notice of it, and push myself up before hobbling over to the door to lean against it.
It is still locked.
"N!" I whisper with a strain in my voice. "I thought you said that I could go anywhere I wanted….so...what happened? Why did you lock me in here?"
There's no reply.
Of course there isn't! He can't hear me anyway… I turn away from the door, and look at the clock to see that its hands point to the 5. It's already that late? How long had I been lying there on the ground?
A day? Two days?
Putting a hand to my stomach, I shake my head. It couldn't have been longer than a day, because I'm not even that hungry. I glance around the room and notice that the shards of the rocking chair have been taken away and that a new one replaces it.
I blink; someone has been here. I take a step, and look down to see my bare foot sinking into the cushion of the square pillow.
Leaning over, I scoop it up before chucking the thing onto my bed and walking over to the door.
"Open up damn it!" I complain. "I want to eat something and you're being slow!" I pause, and stare for a moment before opening my mouth again. "I thought you liked me? Why would you deliberately ignore me if you did? I don't understand-!" I gasp and put a hand up to my mouth.
No….
No, no, no, no! I didn't just say that aloud, did I?
Well shit…
Turning away from the door swiftly, I run and dive into my bed before hiding underneath the comforter. My face is steaming and I feel like I just shot myself in the foot.
THAT WAS SO FUCKING STUPID! How could I have said something so ridiculous!? I'm just glad N didn't hear that…
There's the sound of footsteps, and I realize someone has entered my room. Damn that silent door! It needs some good ol' squeaky hinges!
I hear someone clear their throat, and peek out from underneath the covers to see a grunt looking down at me. "Princess…" she says quietly, "we apologize for upsetting you. There were some...complications that the King had to take care of, but now everything is safe."
I cock my eyebrow at her before slipping out of the bed and standing. "Oh...I see…" I say. "I'll change into some new clothes and then I want to speak with N...can you tell him for me?"
"As you wish…" she says, and bows out of the room.
I turn away and run to the wardrobe before pulling on a figureless baby blue dress that falls to mid-thigh. I roll down the tops of my socks before padding out of the room and looking around for anyone to talk to. Perhaps even N.
I head downstairs to look around in case anything feels odd within the compound, and wind up passing several grunts who all have the same expression on their faces.
"Something wrong?" I ask, approaching them, while barring their way.
"Nothing," they reply monotonously.
"Have you seen Ghetsis?" I push on. "I need to speak with him."
The three simply break their formation and walk around me before continuing down the hallway. I look over my shoulder to watch them leave, the sound of their booted feet clopping against the floor.
Frowning, I cross my arms and enter the cafeteria. Everyone in here has the same blankness about them as I get some food from the cook.
I eat slowly, and for once, don't eat my dessert. Not that I've ever been able to eat it. My plans have always been foiled whenever I tried to. I'd already dumped my dishes in a container and headed upstairs before I realized that I didn't even know what food I'd eaten. Talk about not paying attention.
But back to what is more important...where is N? I want to talk to him and tell him how annoying he's been. I turn around and head up the last flight of stairs before arriving on my floor. I stop at the top and hold the railing for a moment.
There's absolute silence….that is, until I hear the quiet sound of music filtering into the hall a couple rooms down.
Following the noise, I look through the crack in the door to see N sitting at the piano, playing a mellow my own accord, I step inside, and close the door behind me, as I lean against it while the handle clicks.
N looks up, and I glance at him, before my eyes flit away, not wanting to meet his. Why do I feel so...odd? Like, the mood is entirely different now. Last time we were in here...it was like the air had been laced with nervous Beautifly. And now, it's as if the room is sagging in an invisible, and heavy fog.
I make my way over to N, and sit down on the far edge of the piano bench so that I leave a little space between myself and the young man beside me.
He doesn't stop playing, and it's a while before the melody ends and we're left in silence.
"I'll see you tonight at dinner," he says, as I'm about to speak.
Reaching out, I try to touch his shoulder, but he flinches away, his face blank. "...What?" I ask, my eyebrows narrowing together in confusion. N is usually the one who wants physical contact with me...not reject it.
He stands up, and looks down at me for a moment before turning away and looking at the door leading to the hallway. "Blue compliments your eyes," he says before his footsteps signal that he's leaving.
I whirl around on the piano bench, but he's gone and the door is sitting slightly ajar as my voice dies on my lips.
Turning my head back to the piano, I reach a hand out tentatively before pressing a couple keys and letting out a sigh.
That's when I hear a hissing sound and glance to the left to see that a portion of the glass wall has disappeared and that an opening to the balcony has revealed itself to me.
Rising to my feet, I slowly walk over to it and blink before putting one foot carefully over the line separating this room, and the balcony.
I freeze, but nothing happens and I'm not electrocuted or knocked unconscious...so everything should be fine,...right? I let out a breath, and walk out onto the balcony, looking around warily in case someone comes running at me. I clasp my hands together and close my eyes before sighing and heading to the railing.
Placing my hands on edge, I take in a breath of cool, fresh air. It smells nice out here.
Drip.
I frown, and glance over at my bare shoulder to see a dark dot of liquid creeping down the curve of my skin. I look up and see that there's another balcony above me, and that something dark is sticking to the top. My eyes widen, and I look around wildly, almost falling forward and over the edge.
Managing to catch myself, I let out a breath before freezing, my body tensing up so that I feel like I could vomit.
Below me is a mangled form.
It doesn't take me more than a millisecond to realize who it is.
The flashy robes, the startling hair...and then there's the knife sticking out of said-person's back as a staining flower of blood blooms out of their wound.
Ghetsis is dead.
A/N: BADUM BOOM TISH! xD How did you guys like that, yo? :P Sorry for lack of updates. I need to write more and I'm distracted...
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