James looked upon the beaut that he had fallen for over a century ago. He wants to know of where she's been after that day he died. He never knew about her scars though. They intrigued him more than what powers she must posses. He moves the sheets over Gloria and put on his suit. A gentle knock was hear. Opening it James sees his long time maid. "Good morning Mr. March. I brought some breakfast for Ms. Darling." He nods his head and pointed to where to set the food. She kept quiet which he was thankful for that. After she left he looked at the food that's for Gloria. That's when he sees the letter that's addressed to him. It looked quite old. he took it and put it in his pocket for later.
"Ms. Evers, fetch our dear something nice to wear." Ms. Evers nodded and left to do so. he looked back at Gloria lying in my bed, with the sun shinning upon her naked back, made her look like a fallen angel. She's changed her hair from the sweet honey to now a pitch black abyss that reminded him of his soul. Her voice has put him in a trance like it always did, because her voice alone is as sweet as honey. he turned around to head downstairs to see if Liz can do me a favor.
"Mr. March?! What may I help you with today?" Liz greeted him, a bit surprised at my sudden appearance. "I want you to look after Gloria Darling for me. While I entertain some guests tonight."
Gloria POV
I was blinded by the light shinning through the window. I sat up and stretched my old bones. "Good morning Ms. Darling." I smiled as I opened my eyes to see my favorite maid. "Ah Ms. Evers! It has been too long. How's everything been?" I got up and hugged her forgetting that I was naked. "Oh dearie, here I brought this down for you. As for the answer to your question, very busy." I laughed with her making it feel like the old days. "Yes indeed. Well I shall be getting ready. Oh? And breakfast you are such a dear!" I said happily seeing my favorite morning meal on the vanity. "Anything for you. Now if you need anything else I'll be washing some linens." I waved goodbye to her as she walked out shutting the door. I looked at the dress that she gave me. It was a beaded dress that came just above my knees. It even sparkled when the lights hit it.
I wore it with some silver stilloute and curled my hair in a certain style. Putting on my makeup is the last thing I did and made my way out to the lobby where Iris looked at me in surprise. "Now where are ya goin` dressed like that?" I smirked back at her devilishly. "I'm going to reclaim my bar back as well as doing a few other things." I had lied about the bar but not entirely. I wanted to see how it was doing since I left Sebastian and his children's children the bar. "Just be careful. With you dressed like that you'll draw a lot of unnecessary attention to yourself." I nodded and waved to her as I left. I see Tom the butler I had brought along from my coven. "You look dashing as always. Where shall we go to?" He spoke as he opened the door to the car for me. "Thank you. I was thinking about visiting an old friend." I said thoughtfully, he nodded and got in the car to drive me to my destination.
We got to the bar to see it has been closed and boarded up. "What a shame." I sighed as I looked at the building that once bloomed with business. "Take me to my brother." He nodded and drove off further. We got to his house. The Murder house. "I won't be long, so stay with the car." I spoke as I got out of the car. As I walked up to the door, my brother; Jericho; opened the door right as I was about to knock. He looked at me in confusion. "What are you doing here?" I smiled sarcastically. "Can't I see my brother every once in a while?" He rolled his eyes as he let me in his house. "Just wound up the spirits again." I smirked. "How was it my fault?" He gave me a serious face. "You threw a surprise party that ended up being-" I interrupted him with another of my inside jokes. "Killer~!" I sang as I headed to the kitchen where Moira was cleaning dishes.
"Hey! It's my second favorite maid." She turned around shocked to see me again. "My word! Gloria, you've changed your hair." I laughed as she touched it. "Yeah I kinda have to since the hunters are after me." I spoke as I sat on top of the counter. Jericho looked at me as did Moira. "Why are they after you?" I gave him a look. "Because they think I worship the devil hence the desire demons that my clan is able to have. However I don't worship, I prefer to call it a friendship kind of deal. Now where's our lil` Scar at, hmm?" Jericho went to get her from upstairs. "What does she remember Moira?" She snapped her head to me. "She remembers Tate. You're lucky her mother and uncle are not her currently." I laughed at that. "Anyway she's been having some delusions that her aborted baby was here in a crib down in the basement." I shook my head. "She's traumatized because of what her mother did without her permission. I don't blame her though I would have killed my mother." Moira rolled her eyes at me. "That my dear I think has already came true." She pointed out my last statement. I laughed again nodding.
"Who's Gloria, Jericho?" Scarlett asked so innocently. "She's my sister. She wants to help you with these delusions that you're having." He said just as they reached the kitchen. I smiled brightly as I jumped off of the counter and hugged her. "Oh don't you worry about a thing, love." I patted her head and stepped back a bit. "Now since you are a witch and these things keep on happening that's going to cause some trouble to your powers." She listened to my every word as I take her hand and we sat at the dinning table. I sensed a presence that made me think of James. At the thought I looked over at where I was feeling it. Scarlett felt it to but wasn't as concerned as I. "Tate don't worry she's just helping me with my mind. Come over here." When he revealed himself my breath hitched in shock. He looked like James when he was younger, aside from the blonde hair.
He walked over to Scarlet and kept close to her. Jericho went to his study. Moira left so I can do my thing. "My apologies Scarlett but I have a question for Tate here." Tate looked surprised as did Scarlett. "Do you know who your father is?" Tate's eyes darkened quite a bit. "No." I smirked darkly at him but returned to what I was here for. "Now I'm going to enter your mind. You need to let me into your mind once you hear a bell noise, okay?" She nodded making me smile gently. "Okay then." I place my forehead on hers. Just as the bell rang she let me in.
I opened the first door into her mind. I saw her memories of her as a child. However I saw a memory that made my skin crawl. She was seven years old playing with her dollhouse. Her Uncle watching her from the doorway, with a dark look in his eyes. I knew what happened next so I walked up to the next door. Opening it I came face to face with Scarlett in middle school. She waited for her mother to pick her up, waited, waited, and waited. She decides to just walk home. When she got back to her house her mother was there waiting. Scarlett experienced her first beating from her mother that day. I walked away feeling anger in me. But I kept it under control as I came upon a Fogged up door. I reached for a handle but found none. I walked through it to find Her high school memories. From freshman year to junior years. I tilted my head at one memory, one where it was nothing but a whit flash. I touched it and I was sucked into it.
It took me a few seconds to dial down the bright flash. Once I did I see a butt of a shotgun. 'interesting' I spoke looking around to see that I'm/she is in a library. Dead bodies were everywhere. However I can sense that she's pregnant, she had to be six weeks along. I jumped out of this memory and looked into the next one. She was half conscious in the hospital bed when her mother spoke to the doctor about aborting her child. I saw she tried to speak but couldn't. she helplessly sat there as they did the surgical procedure to kill her baby. I knew she needs to come to terms with this mess. I jumped out of her mind.
We looked at each other with wide eyes. "Tate get us dome water please." He did as I asked. I wiped the sweat from my forehead as did she. "You hear your child's cries because she was trying to breath in oxygen that they never gave her. Your delusions are because of this, you were awake and aware of what's happening but your voice wasn't working." Scarlett looked back at me with tears in her eyes. "Who ever knocked you out should be the one at fault." We jumped at the sound of glass shattering. We looked back to see Tate gone. "What's up with your man?" I asked as I called for Moira to clean the mess. "He's the one who knocked me out." She said sheepishly. "Oh…" I raised a brow at her. "He did not know did he?" She shook her head no, making me feel a bit sorry for my earlier statement. "Well now that you know, everything. I shall take my leave." I gave her a wink and left my number for her. I gave Jericho a bone crushing hug and left.
WHen I came back to the Hotel, Liz looked worriedly at me. "What's wrong Liz?" She quickly pulled me into the employee only backroom. "There's a man that came by here about an hour ago asking about you." I looked at her in shock but hide it quickly. "Did he leave?" I asked quietly to her. "He's actually speaking with Mr. March." I looked at her in surprised but with worry. "THank you, Liz. I got it from here." She gives me a hug before she leaves me in the room. I shook off my nerves as I prepared my mind for a fight that might come. Walking out of the room I made my way around the halls of the hotel trying to find the two men. That's when I smelled fresh blood. I see the door to room 64 open a crack. I pushed the door open more to see the hunter on the floor with multiple stab wounds. He was already past dead, not that I cared. If he had caught me again then I would've been tortured more.
"It seems that you've had a nuisance following you, my dear. I hope that you didn't mind me taking care of that." I turned to see James in his usual chair smoke pipe hanging from his lips and a drink of scotch in his left hand. My heart rate sped up when I see him covered in the hunters blood. That's also when I noticed the bloodied knife in his right hand. "It seems so, however I am very thankful that you took care of it. I expect you want a reward for your work?" He looked at me with a dark desire that it made my knees quiver. "Indeed." I stepped over the dead body as I made my way over to him. I placed his drink, knife, and his pipe on the side table. While I did that he pressed his lovely lips upon my neck leaving a trail of kisses. His hands gripped my waist bringing me to straddle his hips.
"Somebody's egar." I giggled out making him emanate a deep animalistic growl. "You cause this in me, darling." I smiled a bit but it soon faded as Tate came to my mind, for some strange reason. James noticed my hesitance and pulled away to look at me in concern. "I'm sorry, my mind went somewhere else." I gave him an apologetic smile. He held my neck gently and pulls me in for a sweet kiss. This made me shocked to say the least. Because he wasn't this gentle last time we had kissed. "You can tell me of your troubles, Gloria." He looked deep into my eyes being serious. "That's very kind of you. However I don't want to upset you with my troubles." He shook his head at me and set his forehead against mine. "Nonsense my dear." His eyes were closed so thankfully he didn't see the sadness in my eyes. "I was visiting my brother today, and I thought I saw someone who looked like…" I couldn't say it. He looked at me with a smile. "You don't need to force yourself dear." I mirrored his smile and kissed him deeply.
That was the first night when he was gentle to me. I don't know what's going through his mind but this made me fall for him even more. This made me afraid though. Being in love in the first place always only complicated things for me. I start to worry…. I start to give in to my emotions. In which makes me sloppy in my experience. James March is the only man that I'll ever let touch my body though. After we had sex we laid in each others arms. "If I didn't know any better James. I'd say you're going soft on me." I teased him while sliding my hand up and down his toned chest. His laughter vibrant to my ears. "Only for I have came to a realization, thanks to Ms. Evers." I looked up at him with curiosity. "Oh? What was is it, if I may ask?" He looked down with a loving look at me. "I will tell you over dinner tomorrow night." I felt myself blushing for the first time. I hide my face in his chest. "I look forward to it…" I spoke into his chest, as he played with my hair.