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Chapter 3 – Oh shut up and Kiss me
The Ball
"Esme are you ready to go?" Trent asked knocking on her door and entering.
"I didn't reply, for all you know I could have been indecent" Esme told him, standing up and walking over to him.
"That doesn't really matter does it, I am your husband to be. You look ravishing by the way love" Trent said a malicious and lustful look in his eyes made Esme shiver. He grabbed her wrist.
"We are not married yet" Esme snapped attempting to get her wrist out of his iron grip.
"Do you not remember that little talk we had about respect" Trent hissed pulling her closer and squeezing her wrist even tighter if that was possible.
"We aren't in public" Esme cried out angrily still trying to get her wrist out of his grip.
"That doesn't matter" he hissed as she finally got her wrist back and was now rubbing it. Esme picked up her gloves and slid them on delicately, happy that they went up her arm long enough to hide the finger print bruise that was beginning to show around her wrist.
"Shall we?" Trent held his arm out and she slid her hand on it resisting the urge to be sick.
People were already dancing to the music and making small talk to each other as they walked down the twisting stair case. Esme put on a big fake smile as she went round and talked to people she hadn't even seen in her life. But being the dutiful daughter of the host of the ball she was polite and even if half the men were pigs she laughed at the un-funny things they said.
Then she spotted Kol, she hadn't spoken to him since the incident in the stables nor had she spoken to Rebekah since that say but she walked over politely.
"Rebekah, I told you that dress would be perfect" Esme said to the girl smiling who smiled back at the new friend she made the other week.
"How are you?" Rebekah asked, to anyone they would just being polite but she saw Rebekah's eyes travel over to where Trent was stood with a glass of whiskey in his hand talking to someone.
"Fine" Esme subconsciously rubbed her wrist, Rebekah's eyes narrowed and Esme saw her mistake and quickly stopped. "Really" Esme insisted, Rebekah started to move to another room that was less filled and removed her glove. Esme winced when she saw the deep purple hand print.
"Esme, you can't lie to me, not about this. Look at your wrist Esme it isn't okay you aren't fine, people should see him for the bastard he is" Rebekah insisted.
"No Bekkah please just stay out of it" Esme put her glove back on and walked away.
"I'm glad you and Bekkah are friends, she isn't an easy person to impress but she seems to genuinely like you" Esme turned to see Kol standing behind her.
"What do you want Kol?" Esme asked him tiredly, she had enough of the Mikaelsen family interfering with her life for one night.
"You" Kol said. "But I know that is an almost impossibility so I want to happy, safe."
"What has Bekkah told you" Esme lowered her voice angrily; she had trusted her with that information.
"Nothing" Kol said confused and Esme sighed in relief. "Esme what did you not want to tell me?"
"It doesn't matter" Esme told him.
"It does if you said it as soon as I said I wanted you safe and you seemed angry thinking Bekkah had told me something about you not being safe" Kol persisted.
"Stay out of it Kol, god what is it with you and your sister not being able to stay out of my business" Esme said angrily and walked away from him. She took a whiskey glass and drank the contents then got another one.
"That is not how to drink like a lady" her mother hissed at her but managed to say it through a big fake smile.
"Oh bugger off mother" Esme hissed walking away from her and Trent walked over to her and took the glass off of her.
"What have I told you about drinking? Trent said under his breath.
"It is one little drink Trent, you can't tell me what to do" Esme also said under her breath. "So give it back because I will just go get another if you don't" Trent didn't move.
"I can tell you what to do you are my wife" Trent hissed.
"Not yet love and it isn't like you can do anything, we're in public" Esme walked away from him smirking, she had enough of playing nice, she didn't care about the consequences later.
"You're just a fire cracker aren't you love" Niklaus decided to make an appearance and he seemed to be holding a second glass of whiskey, she smirked at him and drank it all.
"You don't know the half of it" Esme said taking his glass and replacing it with her now empty one.
"I can see why my brother and sister like you" Klaus said mirroring her smirk.
"I'm afraid I am a hard person not to like Klaus" Esme said and he chuckled.
"It seems."
"I should go Klaus; I haven't yet completed my rounds of having small talk to every single one of our guests. This should be a fun night" Esme grumbled and spotting Kol, she walked over to him.
"Take a walk with me?" Esme asked him.
-x-
They ended up in the scene of their crime, the stables.
"Would you care to explain why we are out here?" Kol asked her curiosity written all over his face. Esme surprised him by kissing him. "What about what you said" Kol asked her slightly dazed.
"I feel something for you. Whether it is just passion or if I actually like you I do not know. What I do know is you make me feel wanted and beautiful and young and carefree and wild."
"You really mean it?" Kol asked her smiling so wide at her it wouldn't surprise her if his cheeks ached.
"No Kol I just rambled like a fool for nothing" Esme said sarcastically.
"I'm feel something for you too Esme and I wish I was the one with your hand." Kol whispered embracing her.
"But you're not it was selfish of me to tell you this, it isn't like we have a chance of ever being together, it doesn't make a difference" Esme's said realising her stupidity.
"We can be together Esme" Kol insisted.
"Don't be stupid Kol, not the way we both want" Esme said looking anywhere but his eyes.
"What if it isn't in the public eye? No one has to know but me and you, it would be our secret" Kol pleaded.
"Like an affair?" Esme whispered, she didn't know whether to consider it or not. There was no doubt about it she wanted to be with Kol, but an affair just sounded so scandalous, so wrong, it went against all her beliefs. She may not like Trent but could she be that cruel to do that to him? Her mind flashed back to the image of her arm, it isn't as worse than what he has been doing to her. After all he was blackmailing her to stay with him and to keep her only way of getting out of their marriage to themselves and abusing her, being so possessive and controlling over her.
"Do we have to label it" Kol asked an immature grin spreading across his face like wildfire.
"Oh shut up and kiss me" Esme giggled. He leant down and pressed his lips to her once again. "I think we need to get back before someone notices our disappearances and discovers our newfound secret" Esme whispered against her lips and he groaned.
"I suppose you are right Miss Lockwood" Kol said.
"Why Mr Mikaelsen haven't you learnt anything by now? I am always right" Esme winked at him making him laugh. "My mother and Trent are not going to be very happy with me, not only did I drink, I acted un-ladylike and embarrassed them by talking back to the both and ignoring their requests" Esme giggled at the memory but a there was a little part in her mind worried what Trent would do to her for that.
"Just hide out with Bekkah for the night or better yet me?" Kol said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Shh" Esme giggled as they walked inside. "I'm going to go and find your sister, I might hide out with her for the rest of the night after all" Esme left him seeing Trent making a bee line for her but she managed to slip away from his view.
"Bekkah, I wanted to apologize for snapping at you earlier" Esme told her as soon as she had found her. "I realise you were concerned for me and I handled it the wrong way. You just have to realise there is nothing either of us can do and I have accepted that so I have found alternatives of making this miserable life I am destined to live more bearable and I would like you as a friend in it brightening it up a little" Esme asked her smiling.
"Of course Esme, I just care about you" Bekkah said hugging her.
Esme sighed as the last person left the Lockwood mansion. Trent her mother and father were the only people left.
"I'll escort you to your room Esme then I shall leave too" Trent said. She made sure to walk slowly up to her room not liking the idea of being in a room with Trent alone nowadays.
"I will see you tomorrow Trent" Esme said quickly trying to close the door on him but he stuck his foot in the way and walked in despite her obvious hints of not wanting him to.
"You embarrassed me once again today Esme" Trent told her his back was turned to her and he slowly turned to face her, she flinched at the slightest movement of his arm or hand. "You are scared of me?" it wasn't a question but a statement. "Oh Esme" Trent said seeing the bruise on her arm from earlier on. "It doesn't have to be like this, we would be perfect" Trent whispered.
"I don't think we will ever be perfect Trent and I will never trust you! You may think that I will become some sort of obedient housewife by hitting me whenever I do something you don't like. But you know what it won't work, you won't ever scare me in to being something I'm not! I will act how I please, do as I please and I sure as hell won't follow your orders" Esme spat.
"Oh really" Esme nodded her head held high. "That's sweet you trying to be strong and stand up for yourself" in one swift move Trent had punched her in the stomach, she fell to the floor, the blow winding her. "Get up!" Esme stood up shakily only to be slapped hard across the face throwing her back to the floor. Trent grabbed her hair bringing her face up to look at his twisted one. "Think about that next time" he hissed and left the room.
Esme brought her knees up to her chest, shaking, she buried her head in her arms and cried. That was how her maid found her, rocking in some way of comfort for herself.
"Miss are you okay? Alright that was a stupid question, did you need me to get anyone for you?" a younger maid she had never seen before fussed over her.
"No, please don't call anyone, I'm fine" the maid gave her a suspicious look. "Really I'm just feeling a little emotional it's been a long night and –" Esme stopped when the maid gasped looking directly at her cheek, Esme knew it was going to be bright red from Trent.
"Please don't tell anyone" Esme whispered knowing there was no way she could lie herself out of it.
"But Miss-"
"NO, you are not to tell anyone understood or else I will have your job. Now I don't need any help for tonight, you are free to leave."
Trent had really done a number on her this time, not only was her cheek glowing but her stomach had a bruise slowly creeping its way across above her bellybutton.
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