So i decided that since i missed two weeks that i should probably upload another chapter and here it is. Hope you enjoy it.
PS: this i sort of just a filler chapter for later scenes to come so nothing super exciting happens in it.
Anyway thanks to all my readers. I love you all! :) xx
The carriage ride was horrible. Three torturous hours sitting in a very confined space right next to Sebastian, not to mention the fact that he wouldn't stop asking questions that were extremely difficult to answer. The moment I stepped out into the breeze was a moment in heaven. That euphoria was short-lived though.
We were in Spain as far as I knew. Rolling hills and luscious fields filled my eyes. A few hundred metres away was a large house situated in the middle of a field. There were daisies in the meadow and I gushing river was heard in the far left. The place was peaceful and very serene. Not somewhere that I would associate with Sebastian.
"This is where we will be staying. We are on the outskirts of Valencia. This house is one that our father owned." At the mention of Valentine I almost gag but stop myself before I ruin this perfect charade.
"Father had very good taste," I say quietly, nervously.
"Mmhmm, yes, very."
The house is rendered on the outside and when I cross the threshold of the front door I am greeting by a panelled hallway with plush, dark carpet. There is a fire place at the end of the hallway and countless doors leading off into different sections of the house. To the left of the fireplace is a large opening leading out into part of the meadow and to the right is a large pool with a forest behind it. I randomly turn into one of the doorways and immediately regret it. I have turned into Sebastian's room. There are maps with complicated drawings and blueprints completely covering the wooden walls. A huge king bed sits in the centre of the room. Sebastian's arms come around me from behind and I struggle not to fight him off.
"Come to see my room first of all? Well that's very flattering but how about we grab a bite to eat," he asks me softly into my ear. He steers me around and I gently extract myself from his grip. He walks in front of me and turns down a corridor on the left which leads into a huge open living area. The walls are all completely windows and the floor is dark mahogany. There is a kitchen filled with every possible appliance plus more no doubt in the cupboards. The huge table is the centre piece of the room and is surrounded by bench seats. There is a couch on the left of the room and the southern wall is almost completed taken up by a screen that is of an absolutely monstrous size. I plonk myself down on the soft couch and Sebastian stands behind me.
"What could I get your to eat? We have pretty much everything you could think of and then some."
"Uuuh," I stutter, taken aback by his politeness. "Maybe a coffee and some scrambled eggs..?" My stomach rumbles and only then do I realise how hungry I am. It must be almost a day since I last ate something.
"Also, could you show me where the bathroom is?" I ask.
"Sure, right this way if you follow me."
I follow him down a maze of yet more corridors and hallways before finally we reach an enormous bathroom.
"In there. I just go start making your lunch," he says and walks back down the way we came.
I walk inside the bathroom and check many times that I have locked the door. The place is pretty amazing, I must admit. There are buttons in the shower that must control just about everything and then there is even a hole in the wall that says 'HAIRDRYER PRO'.
I have a quick shower but since I have nothing else, I have to put on my dirty clothes. I decide to try out the hairdryer and it works a treat. My hair comes out silky smooth and dried to perfection.
Then I look in the mirror and wince at my appearance. My eyes a coal black tunnels. No wonder Sebastian believes my charade. I don't know why or how I resisted the blood but I did and this is what gets me up and I open the door and head out back to the kitchen.
I walk down the hallways and corridors and reach the living area again. Sebastian is standing over the stove cooking some eggs and I can hear the coffee machine working next to him.