Briony's P.O.V
Vlad wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close, at first I was surprised and did not reply, Vlad took me by surprise again when he bit lightly on my lower lip, his tongue exploring my mouth with me eventually giving in, was I some fucking messed up slut, why the hell did I keep kissing him? It was wrong, he was deceitful and ruthless, and, and evil! And yet here I was having a fucking snogging session, my body completely ignoring my brains frantic pleas to stop.
This was insane, why did I keep getting myself into these situations, I should have been smarter but, I just had to kiss him.
My hands instinctively wrapped themselves around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair and pulling him closer, if that was even possible, we were literally melted together; his lips soon left mine and made his way down my jaw line, my neck and to my collarbone, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He soon made his way back up when he was at my ear.
"Jump", he growled and my legs obediently wrapped around his waist and he manoeuvred me to the sofa, laying me down and him on top of me. Soft moans escaped my lips when I felt his hands slip underneath my shirt, making his way to the back of my bra, unhooking it, My head was screaming to get him off me then bitch slap him like crazy, I didn't want to be like this.
Thank every God out there when there was knocking at the door, Vlad and I quickly jumped apart when Reinfeild came in
"Master Vlad the ferals have returned from the hunt and wish to speak to you", he said. Vlad cursed before flitting out, leaving me with Reinfeild. I must have looked a state, he then walked away leaving me alone. I hated being like this, the slut. It was just so easy hiding behind the bitchy sarcastic girl, well not anymore. I walked into my room then into the on suite. Turning on the shower I undressed and hopped inside, letting the hot water wash away all my troubles. Once I was nice and clean I got out and threw on a pair of skinny jeans and a dark blue jumper along with a pair of navy vans. With my hair dried, I was finished, no heels, no makeup, nothing. I just wanted to feel normal for five minutes, that wasn't too much to ask. With that I dug into my wardrobe until I felt a cool surface, my favourite book 'The Perks of Being a Wallflower'
It was my mum's copy, one of the things she left for me in her will, I opened it up and looked at the back of the cover, my hands tracing the note she left me all those years ago,
My Dearest Briony,
Never give up even when times are bleak, things will always turn out brighter than the day before, stay strong my darling girl and remember
You are infinite,
Mum.
Before I knew it, tears dripped onto the book, I quickly wiped them away careful not to smudge the writing, my head hurt, filling with memories of my childhood, ones I would rather not remember.
*flashback*
"Daddy you're hurting me!" why was he doing this I didn't mean to, it was an accident.
"Shut up you little brat", he hissed grabbing my shoulders, shaking t hem hard. "That's the third this week, the third Briony!"
"I didn't mean to daddy I'm sorry", I cried, Dad's eyebrow's furrowed, "You never mean to Briony, do you?" he shouted, "Well I'm fucking sick of it!" with that I felt his clenched fist make contact with my face, I fell to the ground and curled up into a ball, trying to cover myself.
"Now you'll fucking stay in here until you learn!" he snarled, I nodded my head, "Yes daddy", I whimpered. That was the last thing I saw before the basement door shut and darkness was everywhere.
Ingrid's P.O.V
She was just sitting there, it was weird. Briony was just sitting curled up on the sofa with a book in her hand, staring absentmindedly into the book, she wasn't even reading it. What was even more weird is that she was crying, what the hell had Vlad done.
"Um, Briony?" I asked, she jumped and quickly rubbed her eyes and snapped the book shut, "Oh sorry didn't see you there". She said quickly, "Um Ingrid, right?"
"Yeah, Briony isn't it?" she nodded. Bertrand flitted beside me, "Vlad's talking to some of the ferals we don't have a lot of time", he said. Best skip the formalities.
"Briony was Vlad always like this?" I asked, she stared at me, "Yeah know, evil?"
"Oh um, no, after Rhydian bit him he turned evil", she answered, what?
"Who's Rhydian?" I asked, "He's a – Briony stopped herself before looking down, "a Wolfblood".
"And are you a Wolfblood?" I asked.
"Yes", she sighed. Well that explains a lot, although we are in some serious trouble.