Chapter seven

Edward's POV

It has been a week since I came to this place, this nightmare that I could not escape. I stayed inside my room at all times. Every time one of those monsters came inside my room, I stayed as far away as possible. From the looks of it the never seemed to sleep, more than once I have noticed that Jasper would sneak into my room; what he was doing there I have no clue. He would sit there and watch me, as I watched him. Neither one of us would say a word to each other; I mean what could I say? Every time I brought up wanting to back to the brothel, he would just shake his head no, and then leave.

It was becoming very boring inside this room, but I didn't know what else to do. There was no books, no music, no anything that I could do to pass the time. Em still tried to come and talk to me, but I was just not ready to forgive him just yet. I know that I was hurting, but I just couldn't bring myself to care too much. I needed more time, and sure I could have told him that, but then him repenting would be for not, so I left things the way they for the time being. I was suddenly brought out of my musing when I heard the door open, and then close. I looked over and saw the small petite women, which I had seen carry the scary blonde of last week.

I watched her closely as she took the food try, that they used to be my food in. The door opened once more and several people came inside the room, carrying buckets and brooms. The petite brunette turned her gaze to me, when they started to come inside. The inhuman color of her eyes, shocked me she still looked so human, and if I saw her for the first time; I would think that she was human. However, I knew the truth; this small woman could easily rip out my throat if she wanted to. So I continued to stay on my bed away from her as possible. Although, it seemed that she had other plans, as she came up to the bed and began to speak.

"Emerald the maids are going to clean your room. If you like you can go to the library in the second wing, or you can catch some sun outside in the sun room. It is up to you on what you would like to do, but you must leave this room; the ladies don't like to have anybody here, when they clean they say we just get in their way." She finished and gave the ladies in the room a big smile.

Slowly I got off the bed, and made my way to the door. The small brunette followed me and gestured me to follow her. For some reason I did, I don't really know why, but I just couldn't help it. Maybe she was leading me to my death, or she just could be showing me where the sun room or the library was. We continued to walk in silence, till we stopped at a big door wooden door, she turned to me and gestured for me to enter. Slowly I did and was amazed at what I saw; the library was beautiful. The books went as high as the ceiling, there were ladders on each wall that stretch to the ceiling as well.

There was a fire place on the far right of the door, as well as a couch and small cushion chair, which surrounded the library. Stain glass window right above the fire place, and books that surrounded it. I have never seen something so beautiful in all of my life; even the library that I used to have at home, was nothing compared to this one. Once the door closed, I ran to wall on the left, running my hand along the spines of the books. This library had everything, from love stories, to poems, to books the titles could not even be interpreted, seeing at they were in foreign languages. One of the books caught my eye 'The letter of the Portuguese nun' by Gabriel- joseph de la Vergne, Comte de Guilleragues. With great interest and excitement, I grabbed the book and almost skipped to the table in the middle of the room, which also had cushioned chairs surrounding it. Eagerly I turned to the first page; losing myself deeply in the story, I had not noticed that I was not alone in the room, till I heard a voice, which almost had me, on the floor in fright.

***************** Jasper's POV ****************

I laid down on the couch, a book in my hand as I wait for Alice to come back; she said that she left something inside her room, that she wanted to show me, and that she would go get it and be back. So instantly I grabbed the nearest book I saw, seeing as I have read them all; it was nothing to just pick a book and relax into it. I didn't even look up, when the door opened once more; glad that Alice back so that she can show me what she had.

That was until the familiar scent of my mate hit my nose, I looked up from the book I was reading; I watched with amused as, once the door was close Emerald ran around the library, going to the wall on his left, and excitedly ran his hands over my books. I smiled as I saw his eyes fill with wonder as he finally found a book, and practically skipped his way over to the table to read it. He was so engrossed into it, he didn't even seemed that he notice me, get up from where I was laying; to go over to him look over his shoulder, and sit right next to him for five minutes.

For those peaceful five minutes, I watched as his eyes ran over the pages, soaking up every word that was written; the sadness in his eyes as he read the words of the aggrieved nun. I have never seen such a look before; he amazed me.

"It's sad isn't it?" Emerald practically jumped out of his skin; when he heard me talking to him.

"Oh my God Jasper you scared me!" He yelled at me; I couldn't help but laugh at him. I laughed even harder, when he hit me and pouted. It didn't pass my attention that he called me by my name, or that he isn't hiding in the corner, yelling at me to get away from; I just didn't say anything to ruin the small moment together.

"So how to you like my library..?" Emerald's eyes widened at my words.

"This is your library..?" I nodded and he looked around once again in wonder; before he shot his eyes back to me.

"Exactly how long have you been here?" I smirked at this; he wanted to know if I saw him acting like a silly child who finally went to the toy story.

"Since you came in; you were quite happy to be here weren't you?" He blushed at my words. The smell of his blood was intoxicating. I looked down at the book at was still opened and decided to use it to make small talk.

"So is the book to your liking?" By now Emerald has realized that I am alone with him, in my library; for he stood up and went back to the bookshelf, ready to put the book back up. Using my speed I quickly went to him placing my hand out to cover the spot where the book was supposed to go. He gasped in shock and quickly brought his arms around his own chest, the book now pressed against him, like he was using it to ward me away from him.

I watched as he looked around, trying to find an exit, as I had already covered the way to the body with my body. The feeling of fear came over me, I knew it was not my own. So resisting the urge to touch him, I spoke as gently as I could.

"You don't have to stop reading because of me. I don't mind, you are welcome to read/use my books and library anytime you like. Any place in this estate you are allowed to wonder, just not the east wing, which is where my sibling's and father's bed chambers are.

That place would not interest you at all now would it?" Emerald gave a small shake of his head, at him question at the end.

His hair was starting to go in his face, and I just couldn't keep myself from reaching over and gently tucking the strand of hair behind his ears. His unruly auburn hair has always fascinated me; I have longed to touch it, to run my fingers through it, but I did not want to frighten him anymore then I already have. So, I refrained myself, though with great difficulty, and just let it go once it was back in place. His eyes meet mine, before I dropped my hand; he eyes seemed to question me, on why I was being so gentle with him. Gently I placed my thumb on his jaw line, as softly as I could I caressed it. I wanted to show him that I was not an animal that he did not have to be afraid of me.

His eyes continued to look into mine, his emotions are filled with wonder, confusion on why is he not as scared of me as he was a week ago, and much to my own personal delight and surprise; a small but distinct spark of lust, swirled all together. I knew I was pushing my limits, but I wondered how far, this new curiosity of his would go. So, using my thumb that was already on his jaw line, I slightly tilted his face upwards, and leaned in; letting my lips lightly graze his. After a small moment of bliss, Emerald tilted his head back down, his cheeks red and his emotions on high alert again. I knew to no longer push him, and dropped my hand to speak instead.

"I'm sorry; I don't mean to frighten you. It was not my intent… so like I said feel free to use my library anytime you like; you don't have to ask." Emerald looked back at him, his eyes telling me of his suspicions.

"So I can use it anytime I want? And what do I have to do to deserve this liberty? Let you drink from me?" I kept the hurt out of face; it saddened me that he still thought this way, but I refused to give up. They have made such great progress today, even if it was a little.

"Of course not… there is no fee, this is not the brothel Emerald; there is not price to be paid to have such liberties, that I can promise you." There were still suspicion in his green eyes, but at my words I could they had soften a little. I was thrilled by this; this means there is still hope for us yet. I began to say something else to him, but the sounds of arguing silenced me. Both of us turned toward the door, as it slammed open. Rosalie was standing there her emotions and facial expressions where that of shock and outrage.

"Unbelievable..."

Ahahahahahhah I cut it right there, yes, yes call me cruel. ALSO I don't know what to say about not updating in two months, so all I am going to say is I am sorry, and I hope you forgive me and enjoy is update.

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