Blood Rose

Chapter- 19

Myra
I lie chained on the bed of these two bastards.

After what took place five days ago they decided that they couldn't trust me to not runaway. So as soon as we entered the mansion they chained me up in the room which they had specially designed for all three of us.
      Unlike last time, this time no one was allowed to enter in this room, not even Lena. They did everything themselves from taking me to washroom to feeding me. The only time they were not hovering around me was when they had something really important or when I had to defecate. They even watched me peeing which was really embarrassing.

They had been constantly asking me about why I killed their closest ally but I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to disclose anything to them. After what happened I couldn't really trust them to not blame me for everything that happened to me in the past.
      I shouldn't feel like this but after what happened I don't think I'll be able to trust them anytime soon.

The only good thing that happened was that they allowed Emma to meet me. Though they were in the same room hovering and watching Emma like a hawk, I was glad that she was okay. I was really concerned that these two had done something to her, when they figured out that she had helped me in escaping.

I sigh and lay my head back on the pillows. Closing my eyes I think of how considerate they've been acting. If our relationship wasn't on the edge of breaking and I wasn't angry at them, I would've taken complete advantage of it.

Soon I hear the sound of the bedroom door, opening. I don't open my eyes, already knowing who it was going to be.

Bed dips as he sits and I hear Derek's voice which still somehow made my heart race.

Stupid heart! You hate him. No need to run like a horse at the sound of his voice.

Opening my eyes, I glare at him, "I don't want to eat. I want to get out of these chains!"

Sighing he puts the plate beside him. "I can't have you running away from us, Myra." He looks deep in my eyes. "You are too precious to us—"

A humorless laugh leaves my lips, cutting whatever nonsense he was about to speak. "Precious? Really?! Is that why you decided to fuck a blonde tramp owned by one of your lap dogs?!"

His jaw ticks at my words as he glares at the floor. I could see him struggling to reign in his anger.

I want to lash out at him. Release my pent up anger and tell him to go fuck himself.

Releasing a deep breath, he looks intensely at me, "sometimes we all do things we don't want to do," he says cautiously, eyeing me as if I might explode any moment, "contrary to what you think, I didn't enjoy that night, neither did Adrian."

"Great! That makes me feel so much better." I say sarcastically, which earns me a glare.

"We thought that it was the right way to punish you. To make you feel the pain we felt when we saw those pictures. When we thought you were cheating on us." He says not quite meeting my eyes.

"Except I wasn't." I say instinctively.

A deafening silence descends upon us.

Tears again threatened to spill out of my eyes. And I hated how weak I felt. Taking a deep breath, I force the tears back and look at him imploringly.

"We can't be together, Derek, when all we do is blame each other. Our relationship, if we can call it that, is so fragile that anyone can come between us. They'll say something and we'll be at each other's throats. There are so many secrets and..." I stop for a moment to gauge his reaction which was indecipherable, "... lies standing between us. I don't think we'll ever be able to trust each other completely. We are just... obsessed with each other. And those kind of relationships don't last long. They are always destined to be doomed. I—"