hey there peoples!. this week is just excruciatingly terrible. haven't slept in days, feel like i haven't slept in weeks. sorry, meant to post this last weekend, but i did'nt finish it. this chapter has been hard to write, could'nt get it right! re-wrote it so many times just trying to make it sound the way i want it to. anyways, i swear i have this story planned out, outlined and everything, its just the wording i have yet to perfect. ps, remember, rated T for a reason, possibly T-M. hope you enjoy and that it was worth the wait! R&R and thanx for reading!
After she had left I went to the dress. It was beautiful, but I slid my hands across the smooth, light fabric with a growing sense of dread.
After a couple minutes I dragged myself off the floor and headed towards the bathroom. Once inside I tried one last time to go through the vent. I bent down to undo the latch, only to find that someone had nailed it shut.
I beat futilely against the small, metal door, but it was no use. I still beat on it softly as I tried to think of an explanation for this. It had not been nailed the last time I checked...
But Damon had found out about it. He knew. He must of done it when I was sleeping.
I was out of energy, and I was out of ideas. I pushed myself from the wall with some difficulty and decided to try my luck tonight, for whatever may be planned for me.
I unwrapped the gauze from my hand and saw that it would no longer need to be wrapped. There was a thin, white scar along the line of my thumb to my palm, and small, fading bruises, but it was healed.
I waited for the hot water and looked at myself in the mirror as I had done when I had first been brought here. There was another small scar along my eyebrow, but it was barely visible. There were no more bruises, but my face was somewhat gaunt, hollowed from the weeks without food. There were purple shadows under my eyes from lack of sleep.
But my eyes still had light in them. They were a darker blue, not as bright, but they held hope.
I got in the shower and let the hot water soothe my muscles, let it run over my back, and tried to let it calm me. I don't know how long I stood like this, but when I got out, I just wanted to get back in and emerse myself in the warmth. I hated this cold, unfeeling house. Right then I wanted nothing more than to be back at home, in my bedroom with my red walls, or in the green kitchen with Annette, or even in the stark, white walled school with Carina, who is always so cheerily optimistic.
Where are they now? Do they even know what has becme of me? My mother may, and the knowledge is probably as painful as not knowing, but what about Carina? Would she believe that I abandoned her? And Alex, and Chris, and Caleb, and everyone else... what of them? Did thay even survive the fight?
My stomach dropped and I may have vomitted had there been anything in my stomach.
They made it out, I assured myself. I should focus on my current situation.
I wrapped the towel around me and walked out into the room to find that Charlotte had returned. She had with her a small steak and half of a baked potato as well as a glass of water.
"Sorry," she said as I came in further." I meant to come back later when you were ready, but then I remembered that you needed to eat before you left." she said smiling, as if nothing were wrong.
"Thank you." I said quietly and sat down on the end of the couch. I picked at the food but found it hard to stomach. After going hungry so long it was hard to adjust to a decent meal. I pushed it away half eaten and smiled apologetically at her. "I'm sorry Charlotte, I just can't." She nodded , understanding.
"You can call me Charlie." she said brightly."They told me you may have a problem eating for a while after starving yourself like that." she said as an explanation, but I grimaced at the reminder of her power over me. She had'nt realized, but she had shown that power in reminding me that she knew all that I did, that I could'nt escape even her watch. But her red eyes still sparkled against that pale face, pink and blonde curls bouncing around her.
"I fyou don't mind me asking, why did you do it?" she asked quietly.
I looked at my hands folded in my lap and answered just as quietly. "I thought to try and escape. But theres no point in trying anymore is there?"
She did'nt answer, but looked at her own hands."I'm sorry." she said just above a whisper so that I was'nt sure if I had even heard it at all. I opened my mouth to sey something but she cut me off."So, do you need help with the dress or do you want me to wait outside for you?"
"I've got it. Thank you." She nodded and walked out the door to wait.
I looked over at the dress and stood up slowly, prolonging the inevitable. My hair had dried as Charlie and I had talked so There was really nothing left for me to do but get dressed. I slipped on the dress and it fit perfectly. I stood in front of the mirror yet again and saw that, ordinarily, I would think of myself as beautiful. The deep red went well with my pale skin and went perfectly with the pendant that hung around my neck. It had a built in corset and a low back that went almost to my waist, and it went down to a little past my ankles. I slid the gloves onto my hands and arms and savored the smooth feeling that went up to my elbows. I lightly brushed my long black hair, ad let it fall freely, not bothering to pull it up.
I had only just sat down when a light knock came to the door. Charlie opened it and came in, gaping at me in the crimson dress.
"Iris," she gasped," you look beautiful." In spite of myself I grinned, but it vanished when her face darkened as she remembered why I was dressed up in the first place.
She saw me looking at her and tried her best to put her smile back on."You ready?" she asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be."
She led me out of that room for the first time into a deep blue hallway, and led me around the corner to another hall, this one paneled in dark wood. We walked through the dark hallways untill we reached a wooden door. She knocked twice and stood back. "Come in." came a painfully familiar voice from inside.
"Go." Charlie told me."He's expecting you." I nodded quickly, focusing on the door."Good luck." she said, hugging me a little before leaving me to face whatever lay beyond that door.
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I could only assume that it was Damon's room. It was bigger than the one I was staying in but built the same.There was a desk in the far left corner and instead of a couch there was a bed with a black comforter and sheets. There was a wall that was a bookshelve where my bathroom would have been, and the walls were so deep a blue, they were almost black.
He stood near the desk where there was a meal similar to the one I had just eaten."Ah, Iris, you look gorgeous." I only glared at him from where I stood near the door."I had another meal made for you in case you were still hungry from your sad attempt to escape." He offered me the plate, but I spat at it and snapped"No thank you."
"No?" he said, clearly amused that I was still fighting. "Well then,"he said stepping towards me. "Lets get down to business."
I took a small step back but almost ran into the wall.
"You are to have a trial in a weeks time. There you will be charged and punished for all of your crimes. Oh I have no doubt that you will be found guilty. But I wanted to, as the leader of our coven, offer an alternative."
I eyed him suspiciously and walked around him to look around the room, feigning interest in a painting. "And that would be what? For I have no doubt that I will refuse."
He chuckled lightly and followed me."Thats a trait I admire in you. Your wit and fighting spirit." He stepped in front of me, and again I took an automatic step back, but he followed.
"I want to offer you rank among us. A position in which you will act as a guard of sorts. Like in the olden times when werewolves would serve as our daytime protectors.And," He said, taking another great stride forward as I took another back."I want to offer you a place by my side, as my bride and fellow ruler of this vampire coven."
He followed as I tried to back away yet again. I was disgusted. Bride? To that monster?! Not a chance in hell! "No." I snarled. "I will never serve you. Let alone marry you!" His smile faded and my initial anger was replaced with fear.
"What was that?" he asked politely, eyes glinting.
I tried to take another step back, but found myself running into the desk."No-"
He stepped forward quickly forcing me against the wall and making me cross the room."No?No. How could you say no?!This is a perfect opportunity for you, and yet you deny me!"he yelled.
"I-" he cut meoff with a slap across my face. I fell to the floor and tried to crawl away but he kicked me in the stomach, causing me to curl up inside myself.
"Get up!" he shouted, giving me another kick."Where's that fighting spirit?!" he yelled.
I curled my legs up and kicked him in the stomach, making him double over. I scrambled to get away, but he grabed my foot and dragged me across the room. He had a small, silver knife in his hand."Tell me no will you," he said, pulling me up by the hair. He had an evil glint in his eye and he drew back the blade and slit me across my collarbone. It would normally cause damage, but as the silver sliced through my skin I gasped in pain and gave a small cry at the burning sensation, the feeling of fire going through my veins. He let me go and I fell to the floor in agony.
He leaned down and breathed in my ear."Hurts, does'nt it?" I was'nt able to answer and he pulled me up by the throat and drew his tongue along the lenght of my cut. "So sweet." he said.
I shuddered and wanted to cry out for help, but could'nt find my voice. He drew the blade along the other side, this time going from jawline to collarbone. He licked untill my jawline then drew his mouth once more to my ear. "So very sweet." he breathed into my skin, kissing me forcefully. He dragged me a couple feet then threw me onto the black bed. I struggled against the pain and tried to kick him away and stand up, but he pinned me down and kissed me again, his hand traveling up my leg, pushing up my gown. I pushed his face from mine, but he once again forced me down, the blade still in his hand. He pinned down my throat and ripped at my gown, bringing the blade down my chest, drawing a thin line of blood. I gathered what was left of my energy and punched him across the face. I struggled from underneathe him, but my strength was gone, and I fell to the floor. He towered over me and pulled off my gloves. I whimpered and struggled not to show weakness, but a tear slid down my face. He rubbed it and smiled maliciously.
"Where's your spirit now?"he questioned, leaning towards me again.
My eyes were closed against the tears now streaming down my face.
The door opened and banged against the wall. Damon was pulled from me and I heard a struggle and looked up.
Ethan was beating down on Damon, kickin, punching, anything that would give him an advantage. The next thing I know, Damon goes still and Ethan comes walking towards me. I cringed into the floor and surrounded myself in what was left of my dress, then he leaned down and carried me in his arms back to my room.
He sat down on the couch with me crying into his chest. He kept rocking me back and forth lke a small child, whispering comfoting words into my hair.
"Its allright, you're safe. Shhh. Its allright." he said quietly, over and over.
I lifted my tear streaked face from his chest and looked into his eyes.
They were kind and gentle, and for the first time I saw him as he really was. I did'nt look at him as if he were a monster. I looked at his dark hair and red eyes. The familiarity of a trusted friend in his face.His gentle expression and the line of his jaw and lips.
And thats when I saw him for who he really was.
I gasped."Adrian."
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mwah ha ha ha!!!! evil cliffhanger!shocked?
YAY!!!!!!! made a long, long, long chapter, hope it satisfied!
again, sorry for any typing mistakes. i was excited about this chapter and could have missed a lot of things. wanted to wait for the twist untill later, but first of all, it fir perfect here. second, i just couldn't wait!
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