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A beautiful disaster.

CRASH CRASH CRASH.

"HOW WOULD YOU KNOW! IT'S NEVER HAPPENED TO YOU! YOU JUST WONT GET IT! IVE SAID IT ONCE, DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF! IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!"

CRASH CRASH CRASH.

By the time I got there, David opened the door and stomped away angrily.

The room came into view. It was a mess.

Every object had been shattered. One of the beautiful and expensive yet elegant vase I admired was also broken into a million glass shards.

"Ahh.. Hello my dear! How are you feeling now?" smiled King Edward.

To stunned to reply I kept staring at the room.

"Don't worry about that" he smiled, "it will all be taken care of"

How was he so calm about this? This is major!

"What's going on?" I asked

"Oh nothing that you have to worry about" he smiled "this is just normal stuff. He'll calm down in a while, don't you worry! He has anger management issues if you haven't figured it out yet."

No shit Sherlock. Of course I knew. And the way he smirked made it obvious he was mocking me.

"You know what I think?" I can't believe I'm going to say this!

"I'm always ready to hear people's opinions"

"I think that you're the most ignorant father I've ever seen! I mean how can you be so oblivious to your son? Do you even know what he thinks or feels? Just because you all aren't humans doesn't mean you all don't have feeling! There's always a reason why someone is pissed, you hurt your son's feelings and you're saying its normal? Is this how you treat all of them? No wonder why there so cold towards everyone. You should really try being considerate before saying something that pisses people you care about the most!" a trait to hurt people they cared about was something they all shared and probably learned from him I thought. "I don't know what this is all about but do you know how your sons feel about you choosing David- the youngest- over them to rule? You're gonna end up dividing everyone and-" I said in a rush.

"Slow down honey! Don't try to piss me off. I'm not as kind as I seem. I have years of experience- more than a hundred. And as far as my throne goes, it's none of your business. You should be happy that your queen" With a fake smile he left.

Well he was mistaken if I was one of those girls who cared. Fine it was an hounour. But whatever happened to right and wrong?

I just couldn't believe it! I was so angry now! How could he disrespect his son's feelings? I noticed their reaction to him announcing why David was going to be king, and I noticed, while he should be the one doing all that! Yeah I haven't forgotten that.

Either there something hidden from me or he's plain smashing their feelings! No wonder why they all are so stoic, emotionless and cold all the time! They want to treat everyone else like their father treats them. Or maybe because they're so used to being pushed around they don't want to show their feeling in hopes that they won't feel it. I could only guess.

I better go make sure David's alright.

I made my way upstairs.

I knocked on the door which was answered two seconds later by a very fuming looking David.

"WHAT?" he said clearly annoyed and irritated.

Returning the hospitality he showed me last night I did something that defiantly shocked him.

I hugged him.

He seemed to get out of his rigid stance.

"Are you okay?" he asked me, his anger wavering away a little.

I tried my best to not burst into fits of laughter.

"I should be asking you that" I smiled, pulling a little back so I could see into his topaz eyes that were turning liquid.

I was getting lost in them again.

It was getting a little awkward so I pulled back saying;

"So.. Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Nothing" he sighed.

"Come on! You can trust me, I won't tell anyone!"

He smirked "I know"

"…"

"Then?" I urged him to continue.

He sighed again "you're so naïve"

"No I'm not!"

"Yes! You are!"

"No! I'm not!"

He growled clearly irritated "we are so not doing this right now! Stop annoying me! You don't know anything about me and that's why I'm warning you not to piss me off!" he was so close to me and almost shouted the last part at me.

"I know everything!" well almost.

"NO YOU DON'T!"

"Yes! I do!"

Next thing I know I'm in a very oddly familiar position. I'm pinned against the wall exactly like the first time I met him.

"YOU. DON'T. KNOW. ANYTHING. ABOUT. ME.!" he said slowly and precisely.

"I do-"

"SHUT UP!"

I knew he was angry and when people are angry they don't mean what they said so I said "NO! listen to me!"

He stayed quite without letting go and I carried on;

"I know that you are the most handsome man I've ever seen. And probably the oldest." I smiled and carried on..

He seemed like he was melting, his irritation and annoyance was being swept off his face slowly just by this. Then I wonder how he'd react to the rest of it. I can't believe I'm doing this. First the king, now him. God save me.

"I know that I love your hair. I know that your eyes have the most amazing color I've ever laid eyes on and whenever I look into them I somehow seem to get lost in them. I know that your laugh is the sweetest thing I have ever heard. I know you never show your feelings thinking someone might hurt you. I know you never smile 'cause your, deep down, discontent with your life. I know that your sweet but you hate showing it. I know you want to portray an image of yourself as the mean scary guy but inside you're just a softy like everyone else- don't think I'd notice the stash of money you left at the hotel did you?" I smiled wider with each word. "I know that you're always gonna be there to protect me. I know you will always be there for me and I can always count on you to help me whenever helps needed. I know you will do anything for me if I asked you to, without thinking. I know that you're trying hard to make this work and I know that you feel uncomfortable when your dad talks about the throne with you. I know how you feel about all the girls that died and never made it to 17." He cringed but I carried on "I know how you feel most of the time. I know that I understand you." I whispered the last line "and I know that I'm falling- whether I like it or not- unconditionally in love with you.."

I looked down. Wow! Longest speech ever. Why did I love talking unnecessarily? I had just admitted my feeling, something I rarely do.

I felt a cold hand on my chin.

He pulled my face up but I kept my eyes down. I couldn't believe I had said it out loud. I felt stupid and embarrassed. What did I expect him to say? The same thing? I never had felt inferior to anyone except him. I knew I didn't deserve him. I cursed myself for carrying on my speech for so long and telling him how I felt. Well, right now, I felt so damn vulnerable.

I hadn't even figured out my feeling yet. Or had I?

Tears brimmed my eyes, threatening to spill over.

Silence enveloped us for so long that I simply had to look up.

His eyes were glowing and he smiled while saying "Finally"

He let go of my hands that he had pinned to the wall and lightly brushed my hair behind my ear and put it on my waist, pulling me closer. There was no space between us and we were pressed together.

Then he put his other hand behind my head and pulled it closer.

Our faces were a few inches apart and I started hyperventilating.

Both my hands were resting on his chest.

This had to be the perfect moment.

I closed my eyes and we were about to kiss when suddenly a knock interrupted our peaceful moment.

You have got to be kidding me.

David didn't let go.

Another knock.

"Aren't you gonna get that?"

"No."

I looked at him with disappointment.

"Fine!" he huffed exasperated, "Don't look at me like that!" I smiled.

He reluctantly let go of me and made his way to the door.

"You better have a good reason for interrupting me!" he said clearly angry.

"Well, well, well. Isn't someone in a good mood?"

I tried to see who it was as David pretty much blocked my view.

"What do you want John?"

Oh so it was his brother. I hadn't seen him much since I came here but he sure sent shivers down my spine.

He laughed and said "Do I always have to have a reason to come see you?"

"As far as memory serves me brother, yes, you've always come to me demanding something!"

"Well, you know me well David, I'm impressed."

"Hard to miss, since I know you for a long time. So, what is it?"

"you see, I'm having a very weird sensation stirring within me and well, seems like your having fun here with your little girlfriend and I'm bored out of my wits" I couldn't believe what he was going to say "I came to ask if I could join you both in a nice t-"

Oh my God! I couldn't believe this was happening. How could his elder brother say all this about his future sister-in-law? It was disgusting!

An earsplitting sound echoed in the room and the next thing I knew; David had John pinned against the wall.

"Hey! Relax-" complained john but was cut off by David saying;

"DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT HER THAT WAY!"

"Possessive now aren't we?"

David punched John on his nose and it bled.

He looked so scary. I could've sworn I saw his fangs.

By this time almost everyone had gathered around pulling David off of John before it could get any wilder.

Six people were holding down a struggling David.

"DON'T YOU DARE COME NEAR HER! I WILL KILL YOU!"

John walked out of the room smugly content with the reaction he got out of David.

Just before he exited the room he gave me a look which meant 'I'll be back'

I shivered but not because of the cold. I felt so bad! This was entirely my fault. I didn't want both brothers to fight.

To make it worse King Edward commented "And you were commenting on me trying to make my sons fight with each other dear?"

Tears wielding up in my tears, I ran towards David who was on the floor and still, more violently, trying to escape six people's clutches and rip his brother's head off.

I reached out distantly remembering my mother screaming to stay away otherwise I would get hurt badly.

David was completely out of control, but I didn't care.

I hugged him as hard as I could.

His fangs unintentionally went to my throat.

It took five seconds and I embraced myself to get bitten and probably die.

With exams that's all I can give you. Thought I should so be studying. Writing won't make me famous, I need to score.

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Zoya.