Hes lost in his mind

Chapter 28 : Revenge

This is a 12-15 rated chapter, I'm not sure which! So if you don't like that kind of stuff... err... ask a friend to tell you what happened. Um... yeah.

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The next morning I woke in my own bed - well, the bed I had at this place - and Damien by my side. SMILING. He was talking to Cat and Macy.

"so... why exactly did she pass out?" Macy asked.

"she fell down the stairs, and as you know there are a lot of stairs in this castle."

"will she be OK?" Cat asked.

"she'll be fine - I used my blood to heal her."

Suddenly, Macy turned to me and shouted "she's awake! 6, do you feel OK?!"

"I feel fine..." I told her, because I truly did. I didn't feel weak at all.

"oh, good!" Macy screamed. Suddenly, the maid was in the room, and had her hands on Cat and Macy's shoulders.

"girls, maybe you should leave miss 6 to rest?"

"what about Damien?" Cat asked, clearly jealous.

"Damien will need to stay to keep feeding miss 6 his blood."

"oh," Cat mumbled, and her and Macy left.

Damien looked behind him to make sure they were gone, and produced the cup.

He cut open his wrist with his teeth and I looked away, because that was disgusting. Damien smirked.

"you're gonna drink this, you know. To heal yourself," he produced the angel's cup that I'd taken from Jamie last night, and poured some of his blood into it. Then he put it to my lips, forcing me to drink. It didn't taste exactly nice, but it wasn't revolting, and I gasped as more blood filled my veins.

"come walk with me, Amelie." Damien told me, no longer nice library-guy but the evil Damien I knew and I didn't want to go with him.

"no," I told him.

"or I could carry you? Whatever you'd prefer," Damien stated. I glared at him and got up, realising I'd been changed (hopefully by the maid) into a little red dress that I thought was horribly showy.

Damien led me down corridors and I realised we were on our way to the gardens again. Damn.

"it's a nice day, you know, and I never got to punish you for what you did that ballroom practice," he smirked. I stopped in my tracks. "you-"

He picked me up and carried me down the hallways, me kicking and screaming, and it seemed we were doing a repeat of that night, him carrying me, kicking and screaming, opening the door with one hand... but instead of throwing me in on my own, this time he jumped in at the same time to stop me swimming away.

I swore, but luckily this dress wasn't see-through, and Damien kissed me. He tried to put his tongue in but I kept my mouth shut. He held my body right against his so I couldn't push away.

"it's time I taught you a lesson, Amelie," Damien muttered against my lips. "a lesson about why you're here and what you mean to me."

"I'm not a sex toy," I told him, but I was laughing, because he wasn't forcing, he was just meaning this as a kind of joke... until it got too serious, because I wasn't doing anything to stop it.

Damien felt my hair and stroked my leg. I wrapped my legs around him and he kissed me again, but I still kept my mouth closed. That's when he got serious, because I was playing along.

He felt my chest, and tried to slip his hand down my dress, but I slapped it away. He smirked as at the slap and held my hand still with one hand, trying to slip his other one down my dress again. I screamed and tried to use my other hand to slap him away but it was caught in between our bodies.

His hand felt my chest from the inside of my dress and I shivered at his touch, and his arm wrapped around my chest. He carried me out of the water and onto the patio, the warmth of his body keeping me warm.

His hand tried to sliver higher, but I curved my body to keep it against my chest. I didn't want it there either, but it was better than further up. He kissed me harder, catching my breath away, and his hand stayed where it was, as he was engrossed in the kiss. As it happened, I was too, and that angered me.

Suddenly, Jamie was stood by the doors, watching, angry.

"Amelie, I want you to do everything you can to get away from him - even if that mean injuring yourself." he ordered me.

"I'm not your slave," I growled at him, breaking this kiss, and Damien started to move his hand again. He slivered it upwards and I tried to push it curve my body again but his hand on my hand moved my hand around my back and he kept my body straight with that whilst also keeping my hand in his grip.

'Damn multi-tasker,' I thought, and gritted my teeth as his hand rested in between my breasts.

"Damien..." I stuttered. "you promised you'd... let me go!" I told him.

"did I?" he asked, as if he'd forgotten. "I don't remember."

"Damien," I growled, and his hand brushed the side of my left breast. "don't do this. You know you'll only regret it,"

"will I?" Damien asked, his face red. "I've been waiting 17 days for this, 17 fucking days! Will I really regret it, Amelie?" his mouth grazed the side of my neck. "will I?"

"yes," I told him. "you will, because I don't want you to do it.".

"you found the cup," Jamie butted in, as Damien's hand slipped over my left breast and I gulped in anger. Was tonight going to be the night I lost my virginity?

"Damien you bastard! And, just after you find it, you do this to her? You're a monster!" Jamie screamed, and flung himself at Damien.

He pulled Damien off me and I fell to the ground, breathing heavily and glad Damien was off me. He'd left my body all tingly and intended to do more, and I hated him for that.

"Jamie, I hate you! You may think I'm being selfish but she wants me, she's said so herself! I've waited 17 days for her to give in!"

"and she hasn't, so you'll have to wait longer." Jamie stated, panting, and I loved him in that moment.

"are you alright?" Jamie asked me, offering me his hand. I wondered for a second if it was a trick, but did I really care anymore if it was? So I took his hand and he helped me up, no trick or anything.

Damien lay on the ground, clearly angry as hell. But, by the looks of things, Jamie was too, so I rushed off back to my room to go back to sleep, hide myself from the world.

I never found out what happened after that.

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To those of you who are appalled - just saying, I did warm ya!