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Chapter 36
Blood and Thunder
Bella
Surely I had reckoned with some and already thought about what could expect me here, but what I saw here really left me speechless.
Behind the column stood a young woman. Blond, blue-eyed, in a sky-blue dress. A maid, clearly. Her dress was open at the chest, giving me a clear view of her full breasts. She was sweating, her hair hanging wildly around her head down to her chest. Her skirt was up over her bottom and behind it stood Alec. He had his pants open and was having intercourse with her. His red eyes were glowing wildly. He held her tightly by the hips and had just penetrated her firmly when I joined in. They had both moaned and saw me at the same moment.
For a second I froze in shock and a horrified "Alec!" escaped me.
The person thus addressed was startled and immediately pulled out of the young woman, who quickly straightened up so that her skirt slipped back over her bottom and she was able to reflexively keep her blouse closed. She looked at me with wide fearful eyes. Alec was thus standing in front of me with his penis exposed and now quickly pulled his pants back up properly.
He wanted to explain something and started with, "Isabella, I ..."
I felt James at my back, turned around and briefly pressed my face against his chest. He immediately hugged me protectively. I inhaled once and took him by the hand.
"Please get me out of here quickly, James," I said quietly and immediately we walked back to the hall and up the stairs into our wing.
But Alec caught up with us.
"Isabella, please stop for a moment. I want to talk to you!" he shouted, but I stubbornly looked ahead and walked on with brisk steps.
Suddenly he ran directly behind me and probably actually wanted to hold me by the shoulder. His fingers had almost touched me. When I felt the breeze, I immediately turned and tried to fight it off, but James was quicker and within seconds had hit him on the hand and flung it away from me. Immediately Alec attacked and jumped at James, but since I was standing right next to him, James staggered back first - from Alec's impact on his body - and I right along with him. Before I could think clearly again, Demetri had grabbed me and carefully brought me out of the line of fire.
James and Alec were wrestling with each other down the wide corridor, and I cast a worried glance at what was happening.
I was afraid for James, because I knew that Alec was stronger as a human-blood drinker.
"You don't move from here, Your Majesty. I'll help him," Demetri said threateningly and immediately jumped back to join the fray of the two.
Two seconds later - my eyes had not been able to follow the action so quickly - Demetri slapped Alec against the wall and held both hands around his neck as well as his body against Alec's so that Alec could not escape him, although he tried.
James scrambled to his feet, ran to me, picked me up in his arms and carried me to our rooms at lightning speed. He sat me down in the middle of the table and examined me.
"Are you hurt anywhere, Princess?" he asked anxiously, turning my arms and legs in a panic, examining my body from top to bottom.
"No," I said, and then I had to cry.
The whole thing had shocked me so much. That chase and fight just more than the accidental glimpse of the sexual situation.
James pulled me into his arms.
"It's all good. Demetri will handle him, don't worry," he said, stroking my back reassuringly.
With his other hand, he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and called my husband. He described the events to him at such a rapid pace that I only caught snatches of the conversation. Then he put the cell phone on the table and kept holding me.
Shortly after, Edward came rushing in and took me in his arms.
"Thank you, James," he said briefly, lifting me up and sitting in an armchair with me, caressing me, kissing me. "Easy, love, think of our babies. They need a happy mommy," he whispered, showering me with caresses and kisses.
It felt good to feel him, to sit with him, to smell him, to hear him - I felt better immediately.
"I had thought there was a woman who needed help and I went to check. Edward, I was shocked. If he has to use a chambermaid, why doesn't he hide himself better with her? Because she didn't look as if she didn't want that. And where does he get off following me ... and trying to touch me or even stop me? I'm so sick of this guy, so sick of him!", I whined.
"I know, dear, that went badly. Demetri will take him to my father. Dad won't let him get away with either acting out his lust in public or his brazen behavior towards you and your guards, because both are probably unacceptable for a Prince. That's all we can do. I wish Aro would finally call him off. He gets on my nerves, too."
I had calmed down a bit and James brought me some tea.
Shortly after, Demetri knocked and James let him in.
First of all, he eyed me anxiously.
"Is everything all right with you, Princess?" he asked anxiously, seeing that I had been crying.
"Yeah, don't worry, I was just shocked," I said. "And thanks for the rescue," I added.
He nodded and then turned to Edward and also talked to him again at vampire speed.
I didn't care, I stayed out of it now. I didn't want to know anything anymore and just wanted to have my peace from this terrible Prince.
Shortly after that Demetri left again.
"Do you have to go back to the law office?", I asked.
"Yes, unfortunately, in a moment. And I want you to stay here. We will have a visit from Italy," he said.
"Oh ... why?", I asked.
I had been so glad that they had not come to my birthday.
"The Volturi Congress, it's every year in September. We redistribute tasks, plan missions, hear reports from different countries ...", he explained.
"Then all the Volturi guards around the world come here?", I asked.
"Almost all of them. For security, of course, some always remain on site. In Volterra, after all, the palace has to be protected. Jane, for example, does not come. Only the men who belong to the guards, so of course Aro," said Edward.
James eyed me anxiously.
"James, I'm counting on you. She's not allowed to go anywhere at the moment, okay?" Edward asked him, and I could literally feel the fear he had for me.
"Of course, my Prince," James nodded.
"Okay, I'll see you later, darling. Have a nice afternoon. If you want to go out again, we can go together in the evening, okay?" he asked, kissing my hands tenderly.
He didn't like the idea of locking me up here. Me too, but I wouldn't tell him that. He seemed so depressed as it was.
"It's okay, darling. I was just in the park and Nanny was going to visit me today. Then we'll make ourselves comfortable here. Don't worry about us," I whispered and kissed him on the forehead.
Tenderly he stroked my belly.
"I love all of you," he whispered and left with one last, somewhat sad look at my face.
I spent the afternoon with Nanny and it was nice.
I could talk to her about anything. She was a relaxed listener and she knew an infinite amount. I had never met such a woman before. She was like a mother to me and at the same time like a best friend.
In between, Alice came in and showed me the plans for the extension or conversion of the children's rooms, which was about to begin.
From our living room there would be two doors to two children's bedrooms, which would also in turn be connected.
I liked it and Alice rushed right back off to instruct the workmen.
From the afternoon on it rumbled next to us, but not when I slept, James made sure of that - and I was very grateful to him.
Two days later, the Volturi Congress was almost over. Edward had hardly been with me and I had never left our rooms.
Now it was evening and he came home.
I flew into his arms.
"That's how much I missed you," I sighed, hugging him to me.
He returned the embrace tenderly.
"Me too, love. It's almost over now. Tomorrow morning is the final meeting and then the farewell," he said.
We stayed hugging at our door, stroking each other's backs and enjoying our closeness and familiarity.
Suddenly, he put his hands on my cheeks, right and left, and gently pulled my face in his direction.
I looked at him and he lovingly examined my face. Very slowly and easily his mouth approached my face and he kissed my nose, my eyes, the corners of my mouth, my lips. Calm and relaxed, I enjoyed his tender kisses and a familiar tingling spread through me.
"Edward," I whispered.
"Hmm...?" he hummed questioningly as he delicately bit my earlobe.
I tilted my head a little so he could get closer.
"I want to feel you inside me, now," I breathed.
The corners of his mouth pulled up in a smile, I felt, as his lips slid over my collarbone, kissing.
"Then we would like the same," he whispered, his voice already sounding darker, in joyful anticipation.
As he continued to kiss me, he slowly pushed me into his bedroom.
But he led me not to the bed, but to the table, lifted me onto it and kissed my neck. His cool lips slid along my throat and I had to moan softly. Goosebumps covered my body.
God, the man was so erotic.
Edward quickly undid the buttons of my blouse and pushed them away. Gently, his lips brushed over my neck, down to my breasts. He kissed the skin over my bra, sucking on it lightly. Then he pushed the bra down and bit my nipples.
It was not painful, but not pleasant either - still erotic.
I gasped out. Alternately, he sucked on my tips, which stood steeply forward, and his touches sent the sensations all the way down to my belly.
He knelt down in front of me.
Immediately he penetrated my vagina with his tongue and I moaned.
I loved that ... that cold tongue, the light pressure.
I shuddered excitedly.
"You're so hot," he moaned, sucking hard on my clit.
"Yesss...", I moaned.
He penetrated me with three fingers and pushed firmly into me. Nevertheless, he continued to suck on my clit. I moaned louder.
Suddenly he stopped, stood, opened his pants and pushed them down.
I watched in amusement.
He was totally aroused and his penis jumped out of his pants in full size.
"Hmm...", I sighed in joyful anticipation and clasped his best piece.
He closed his eyes and breathed in.
I rubbed up and down his full length a few times, which made him moan. With my feet around his ass, I pushed him closer to me.
He opened his eyes.
I guided his penis up and down my vagina, rubbing its tip over my clit.
God, that was so good.
Edward moaned, now embraced his member himself and pressed it against my clit, turning firm circles around it.
So erotic.
But then he could stand it no longer and penetrated me, fast and deep.
I cried out.
He filled me completely and paused briefly. Then he pulled almost completely out of me and then pushed powerfully all the way back into me.
We groaned in chorus and the flower vase behind me fell over - which we ignored.
"Faster," I demanded, but he wouldn't.
Edward continued his game.
Penis almost completely out, brief pause, then powerfully and with momentum into me, which made me cry out every time.
"I love it when you cry out like that," he whispered in my ear in his velvet voice.
"Yes, but now go faster," I demanded.
He laughed and then he sped up, so fast that I couldn't catch my breath.
Shortly after that I felt that I was about to come. He felt it too and slowed down again.
I groaned in agony.
He laughed.
Slowly he thrust into me, slowly he pulled out.
"You wretch," I said, and he said: "Yes, I'm enjoying it!"
All at once he pulled out of me completely and I whimpered at the loss.
I wanted him inside me!
Horrified, I looked at him and he grinned.
He lifted me up and carried me to the bed after all.
But he did not lay me down, but whispered: "Kneel down in front of the bed and support yourself with your arms on the bed. I want to take you from behind!", he commanded and his pitch was so deep and sexy that his voice alone conjured up exciting shivers on my body.
I obeyed and he tenderly caressed my buttocks.
"You are so beautiful," he said.
He bent down and licked between my cleft, up through my vagina, over my anus and then he pushed his tongue into the little hole. I moaned.
It just felt good.
He played with his tongue in my backside for a while, then he straightened up and penetrated my vagina again with his penis without warning.
Immediately after that he carefully pushed a finger into my anus and I cried out excitedly. His other hand slipped past my hip and from the front on my vagina. He rubbed two fingers over my clit, pushed his penis into me at the same time and his finger too.
Jesus.
I moaned, whimpered and came.
I had never felt so filled. His thrusts were so violent that I could hardly hold myself, but then he came too, growling loudly. I felt him coldly pouring into me. This was an orgasm of superlatives, I felt like floating.
Over my back, he carefully slid on me, freed me from his fingers and left only his penis inside me. He kissed my back tenderly, caressed my spine.
"Was it too intense?" he asked.
It sounded a little worried.
"No, it was fantastic," I said, still slightly out of breath.
"Thank you for your confidence. I found it terribly erotic. You are the most exciting creature in the world!" he said tenderly.
Very slowly he pulled his member out of me and kissed my buttocks. He took his shirt from the floor and wiped me.
"Do you want to go to the bathroom?" he asked.
"I don't think I can move anymore!", I said, completely spent.
He laughed. Then he lifted me up, turned me in his arms and pushed me into the middle of the bed. Quickly he slid next to me and pulled me to him.
"We smear everything," I noted.
"So what, it's our bed and I like you with sex smell," he said, nudging my ear tenderly with his nose.
I sighed comfortably and pressed myself against him.
"That's the spirit," he said with a smile.
Edward tucked us in and I snuggled against his chest.
"James, can you bring me something to drink, please?", I asked into the room and sure enough, half a minute later he was standing next to us with a glass of water.
"You need to hunt badly," Edward said to James, looking at him.
I spun around and drank.
True, James had almost black eyes.
"Go now, James. I'll be home by nine in the morning and if you're not back by then, she can stay here and I'll let Demetri know. Or even Nanny, so she won't be alone," Edward said.
"I can be alone, too, Edward," I said, amused.
I was not a baby after all!
Edward kissed my arms.
"I just want you to be comfortable," he said apologetically.
"When Demetri is here, I'm fine, that's all I need. I can shower and dress by myself and drink by myself or something...", I said.
Edward nodded.
"I know, love."
James went and left our chambers and Edward started humming. He held me, the babies were quiet in the belly and so I fell asleep.
The next morning I awoke at half past eight and was still in Edward's arm. I had to turn because I had been lying very stiffly. Edward lay with his stomach against my back, cuddled his nose in my hair and wrapped an arm tightly around me.
"I love waking up to you like this," I whispered.
"Isabella, me too. I love holding you in m arms all night, inhaling your scent, following the melody of your heart and the soft singing of your breath," he whispered in my ear and his cold breath made me shiver with excitement again.
"Old romantic," I smiled softly and he smiled too.
"You put me in a romantic mood, darling, every day anew," he said.
"And I love it," I said, sighing contentedly.
I just lay there for a while and watched the light falling through the window into the room, dust particles spinning in it, and enjoyed the silence, which was magically pleasant.
The babies stirred. Edward felt it immediately and tenderly put his hand on my belly.
"Good morning, you little rascals," he said.
They responded with gentle nudges.
"Doesn't that hurt?" asked Edward in awe.
"No, it's more like butterflies in my stomach," I said. "But I have to pee, they fidget too much," I sighed and pushed myself out of bed into the bathroom.
When I came back, he got dressed. He quickly took me in his arms once again.
"I have to go, my sweet. I'll just go tell Demetri. Are you going to put something on?" he asked.
"Yes, I'm going straight to the bathroom," I said, picking out some laundry and disappearing again.
But shortly after that, Edward came in to see me.
"Sorry to bother you. Demetri must have gone to the meeting. I should have told him last night," he sighed.
I went to him and hugged him.
"Then just go. There are four palace guards outside my doors, and they won't let anyone in here except Nanny and James. What should happen to me here, honey, hmm...?" I asked.
"It scares me, love. You should have at least one vampire in here. May I call Laurent, hmm...?" he asked.
"Sure thing," I said.
In the meantime I liked him quite a bit and I didn't have to let him change my clothes or touch me at all.
"Thank you," my husband sighed in relief, kissed me quickly and disappeared again.
I brushed my teeth, combed my hair and reflected.
Couldn't I go down to the Princess-bathhouse? Where were all the Volturi guards now? Alec and Aro would also be there, they would have more important things to do today than to lie in wait for me, I thought.
I put on my dress.
Afterwards I went to my room and Laurent was already standing there, greeting me with a smile.
"Good morning, dear Royal 'ighnez!" he beamed at me.
In a way, he was cute.
"Good morning, Laurent," I also said cheerfully, and he was pleased.
I sat down for breakfast first and Laurent poured me coffee.
"Iz there anything I can do for you, Your 'ighnez?" he then asked.
"Do you think we can go down to the Princess-bathhouse ... or is that too dangerous?", I asked him.
He considered.
"I don't know, Prinzess. The Prinze said we should stay 'ere and I 'ave to wait until James iz back," he said and I had to suppress a smile because of his broad French accent.
"I know that, Laurent. But surely Alec and Aro are also at the meeting, and it's two corridors and two flights of stairs down to the bathhouse. Maybe we could take another guard from outside the door with us?" I wondered aloud.
Laurent eyed me anxiously.
"D'accord, but if the Prinze catches uz, we'll say it waz my idea so that Your 'ighnez doesn't get into trouble, right?" he asked sweetly.
That one was so cuddly.
"No, Laurent, the other way around. The Prince would never be really angry with me. If he is, it's my fault and I made you do it!", I said.
"But, dear Prinzess ...", Laurent continued.
"No, end of discussion. If we get caught, it's my fault. Please get me shoes, will you?", I then asked, distracting him from the discussion by keeping him busy.
It was just before half past nine when we left - and as a precaution I asked one of the door guards to accompany me.
"Sir, I would like to go down to the Princess-bathhouse. Would you please accompany me and stand guard downstairs in front of the door, since Demetri is not there at the moment? Then I would feel safer," I asked the first man at the door.
He bowed.
"With pleasure, Your Majesty," he said, and immediately followed us.
I walked down in silence with Laurent.
Somehow he was so different from James. I almost always chatted with James. Well, I guess he was unique and I was happy that he would surely come back soon. I missed something when he wasn't around. Unlike in the case of Edward.With him, absence hurt and I always had to distract myself from thinking about it and falling into daydreams. With James, I was missing ... hmm ... security and companionship. That was it.
We arrived outside the bathhouse and the guard positioned himself in front of the door.
Laurent accompanied me inside and first looked to see if I was alone - and into the cabins and showers to see if no one was in here. Everything was quiet and empty.
"D'accord, dear Prinzess, all quiet," he said.
"Could you please turn around, Laurent, until I'm in the water?", I asked.
"Of course, excusez-moi," he said, turning away.
I dropped my dress and got into the basin of magnolia lotion.
This was my favorite pool. It had the right temperature and an additional advantage was that the water wasn't clear and so Laurent couldn't see anything of me. I didn't feel like putting on a bathing suit. In fact, the best thing about this bath was that my baby bump was so nice and light in the water and it really relaxed me. Nanny had shown me breathing exercises for the water and I did them now, enjoying the lightness and warmth.
Laurent turned on music, already picked out a large bath towel for me and laid it out ready, picked up my dress from the floor, folded it neatly and put it and my panties on a chair. (Deuter - Petite Fleur)
Well, he must have had it in his blood - just like James, I smirked. I didn't even know there was music here. Nice, I thought.
I held onto the edge, closed my eyes, let the soft piano notes run into my subconscious and dozed off a bit.
Edward, my favorite thought. Hmm...
Suddenly I heard a noise outside the door of the bathhouse.
At first I thought it might be one of the other Princesses. But it sounded more like turmoil.
I listened.
Laurent stared at the door, tensed, and also listened.
There were definitely sounds of fighting.
"Stay in the water, Prinzess," Laurent said softly.
He sounded worried, walked towards the door and squatted down - with some distance to her - ready to fight.
With a jerk, the door opened and a Volturi guard came in.
I saw only a black cape and red eyes.
Hmm ... It wasn't Demetri, he was bigger and stronger, flashed through my mind. But who dared to enter here? It was punishable by death! Only Princesses, personal bodyguards of the ladies and the cleaning girls were allowed to enter. Even Edward was not allowed to enter. I wonder if Edward had sent someone to check if I was here?
I started to feel a little queasy.
The stranger guard stared at Laurent and attacked him without warning. Like lightning, he jumped on him and pushed him to the tiled floor. Laurent fought back and choked him. They rolled across the floor. I couldn't watch as quickly as they were squirming. Vampire-speed was not for human eyes. But I realized one thing. This was not a guard coming to check on me. I was in acute danger.
My brain was now rattling at top speed, a thousand thoughts rushed through my mind at the same time.
What if I step out of here now? I would have to get past him, would I be able to do that? Certainly not. They were fighting right in front of the entrance. If he wanted me, he would stop the fight short and at least hurl me back quickly or into the next pool. If I went into the middle of the pool, he would definitely have to get into the water first to reach me, so I was a tiny bit more safe there than here at the edge of the pool. A cell phone - shit - I hadn't taken one with me. The house phone?
I looked around.
Hmm ... it was hanging out of reach for me on the wall next to the front door. I was stuck. You betcha!, I groaned inwardly. The Volturi guard was stronger than Laurent. No wonder. Human blood drinker. Very briefly, understanding for my husband flitted through my mind. That was the reason why he drank human blood.
Laurent moved more slowly than at first. The guard was constantly sitting on him and now he tore his arm out with a terrible noise.
I cried out in shock and fear, and panic swept over me.
"No, please don't," I whimpered, holding my hands in front of my face.
Laurent screamed, too.
I didn't know whether with anger or pain. But it sounded horrible and hurt my soul.
The guard laughed out loud, ripped off his second arm and then his legs one by one. He threw them into the oil-pool.
I was almost faint with fear. Laurent's terrible screams had gone through my marrow and leg and still echoed painfully there. The worry about him and the fear of what was now coming overwhelmed me. I had been scared many times in my life, but this was indescribable. I knew, I felt, that this guard was here because of me. And he would now do what Aro had been planning for months. Destroy me and the babies. Edward, I thought. I wish I had stayed in my room. James, where are you? The guard outside the door was dead, too, I'm sure. Laurent's torso was lying by the pool. He wasn't moving. Was he dead, unconscious? He had given his life for me.
I sobbed out once.
It hurt me to breathe. Fear was tightening my throat.
The guard had stood up and was coming toward me.
Still I saw only the black cape and red eyes. At the edge of the pool, right in front of the stairs, he stopped and looked at me. Intensely the red eyes shone at me.
"How long I've waited for this," he said.
Ice-cold shivers went down my spine at the sound of his voice.
Alec.
With slow steps he descended the stairs into the water.
Without taking his eyes off me. Without regard to his clothes, whose fabric just absorbed the magnolia potion with relish.
"Isabella," he whispered.
Slowly I moved back to the edge of the pool.
What did he want? The 'Isabella' sounded almost amorous. But I sensed that he wanted to kill me. Why didn't he do it faster?
Slowly, he continued to come toward me.
"Alec, please, what is this?", I asked desperately.
"You're beautiful," he said, as if he hadn't heard my question at all.
The water reflected and now I slowly recognized his face.
Smooth flawless skin, clear contours. A handsome man, if he didn't have such a strange character ...
"You're beautiful too, but that wasn't the question," I stated.
Fight for your life, Bella, I thought.
He stopped directly in front of me.
I felt his breath on my skin.
Damn, why did no one come? Well, the whole thing probably hadn't lasted two minutes, who was supposed to hear me or the screams down here? Thick walls surrounded us. Concentrate, Bella.
"Alec, what do you want from me?", I asked.
It was supposed to sound friendly, but I knew it sounded scared and it was more of a whisper.
He eyed me silently, slowly lifted his hand and opened my hair clip with which I had pinned my hair up. The hair fell down and into the water. Tenderly he took a strand between his fingers and turned a curl in between, examining it.
How fascinated his gaze was now.
"I wanted you, sweetie, always. But you didn't change your mind, unfortunately. My dad wanted you too ... dead. Now that I can't have you and you're married as well as pregnant, you're a danger to us and unnecessary. I will destroy you ... Unfortunately," he added with a sigh.
And I saw and felt that he was really sorry. He liked me, he desired me - in his sick way - but he had to kill me now. That was the clear state of affairs.
"But first I'm going to kiss you once ... Finally," he said and with a jerk he grabbed me by the upper arms, pulled me to him and pressed his cold lips on my mouth.
To resist would be futile, I thought. I could hardly move in his grip. I would only hurt myself. If I would return the kiss? Would he then hesitate longer to murder me and maybe someone would come and save me? Do it, Bella, your only chance, my inner voice screamed desperately. It was my only chance. Fighting back would make it harder for him and he would get annoyed faster and end it.
So I opened my mouth and pressed against him.
Oh God, he smelled so different from Edward. It hurt me to the core. It's just a kiss, Bella, a kiss that will leave you completely cold and maybe save our lives, I thought desperately.
Alec looked at me in amazement.
I let my tongue slide over my lips and tried to pull my hands out of his iron grip.
He loosened his grip a little and I put my hands around his nape. His tongue touched mine tenderly.
I closed my eyes and in desperation tried to imagine some handsome man who would be worth kissing, who I wouldn't be disgusted by. Jasper. Jasper was handsome and sweet. But surely I couldn't kiss him! Poor Alice. This was not a good idea.
My mind was going crazy.
All right, I kissed Alec.
I shivered slightly in disgust as his tongue played with mine.
He put his left hand on my hip, his right in my nape and pulled me to his body. My bare chest pressed against his cape. My baby bump too.
When I had to catch my breath, we broke away a little, but he kissed my ear, my neck, my shoulders.
Tenderly, you could not call it otherwise.
"You taste so good and you smell just divine, Isabella," he said.
I kept silent.
What could I say to that?
Suddenly, he gently ran a hand over my breast.
"So beautiful," he sighed.
I held still and remained silent.
If he groped me here now ... oh God ... or raped me, I would die. Please, please don't, I thought in panic. WHY isn't anyone coming? Edward. James. Dad.
A lone tear came loose and ran down my cheek.
I could not prevent it.
Alec looked at me and licked up the tear.
"Thank you for the kiss," he said softly. "If you had taken me, I would have given you all that too and much more," he said.
Logical ... violence, brutal sex and captivity? That popped into my head, because that's how I had experienced him so far - or the others had told me about it.
He breathed a kiss on my forehead.
"Too bad about you," he said.
Then he reached into his cloak.
He pulled something out.
A knife. A large knife, with a long silver blade.
"I love you," he said in a tender velvet voice and seductive pitch, ramming the knife into my chest.
Right where my heart was? Yes, somewhere there. It hurt. A bad pressure. I felt the blood pouring out of the wound.
The phone at the door began to ring.
Alec looked at me.
Then, without making a face, he pulled the knife out again.
I cried out.
It hurt like hell.
The next moment I heard footsteps, voices approaching.
I would have loved to see Edward one last time.
Alec shot out of the pool and disappeared.
No idea where to. I didn't care either. I didn't care about anything.
The water turned red.
Red from my blood. My surroundings filled red as if with red wine and from the white of the milky magnolia water became a red like a rose. Roses are beautiful. Red.
My vision blurred.
It got dark.