Never till the end of dawn

Chapter 8

The next morning, I woke to shouting noises.  

"You must be a time traveller" A man said with a slight accent.

I blinked in confusion. The slowly the deliriousness starts to float away.

"I'm count saint German" he continued.

I blinked again, confused once more. I try to make sense of this. This must be a prank, only the type planned out by Gordian gelderman and Cynthia hale. So I glare at this "person'. As if sensing my bewilderment. 

"Have you honestly never heard of me?" He questioned with a bit of ammusement.

"No I have'nt" I said. Quite literially this time. And the second that reget begins to sightly evolve inside me. Giedion pops out of nowhere. 

"Giedion" I muttered under my breath. "are you finally here to save me from this weirdo old man" I asked. 

"What" There was only one responese that came out of his mouth. That very hearttrobing 'what' of confusion.

"Gweneth" he mutterd back my name with realization. " Count" He said to the man. Then he turned to me "Gwen, what are you doing here".

"What do you mean what am I doing here" I was exesperated at this point. I could never bring my self to retrospect the events of the past 24 hours. It was utterly heartthrobing. And I could still taste the bitterness of betrayal in my mouth. From the person who I've learned all my life to trust the most, my mum. 

As I though about that, I don't know what happend, what inside me changed, felt different. For better or for worse, is purely incomprhendable. I screamed. I feel it at this moment. So sick and tired of being treated differently, cast out because I was not special like my cousins. Yet, to only realize that I had it all along. If life was a game of chess, I was the queen disguised as the pawn.  Then suddently as if the force of gravity and the force of nature and what not understood me. This feeling started to ignite in my stomach, and one thing I know that I am grateful for is that I was finally going back home.

I got back to present time, to my room. It was compleatly dark, I would say it was desserted if I did'nt know any better. But I do. Those loyal to the time travelers and to the count, are looking for me. After all, I'm their golden heiress, one who will find the cure to end all diseases. Then realization hit, soo abruply and extemperously that I almost feel to the floor,I felt my heart ache. Never has my heart felt soo heavy before. If I am a de villers, and a girl. The how the fuck am I a time traveller.  Now at this movement, not only my heart felt soo heavy, I could feel my brain overwhealmed. Maybe my dad had traces of montrose blood in him. Whatever the reason was, there is only one way to find out. I have to get the results of the DNA test before anyone in the family could get ahold of it. As much as I feel pure betrayal againsted my mum, she's still my mum. And maybe making me drink nightshade was to protect me, otherwise what would she do that to her own daughter. Although there was this feeling inside of me that this was'nt nessierally my mum's intension. I still have to do it. I can't have them kill her simply I was born. Or at least this was my plan until I felt a needle prick my arm. 

"Going somewhere darling" the voice said. 

"Giedion stop it" another voice said. It sounded oddly familiar. Yet, I could'nt compell my sel o figure out where. The first voice is definetly not giedion's, No way it is. It's thicker, deeper, more mansculine than the anoying, quirky boy that I know. That was all I had time to wonder as my world incarnated to obvlion.

Author's Note: Yay! I just found out that one person actually likes my story, I'll update the next chapter soon.