My Possessive Ex Best Friend (#Wattys2015)

Death*

PLEASE READ THIS: Alright first I would like to say that I am very sorry for not updating in a while. My life has been so crazy lately and I have been so stressed. I am also very sick and feel awful. I had not planned on updating since I am very sick but I looked at my notifications saying I had 60 new notifications. All of them being votes on my chapters. I am so thankful to you all for voting, commenting and reading my story. You are the best and for that I am dedicating this story to everyone reading it. You make me smile. You make me laugh. And if i was one to cry, you would make me cry (Tears of joy of course....well maybe). Haha love you guys! Enjoy.

Chapter Forty Four: Belles pov

Death. It is such a weird concept. One that I can't quite grasp. The thought of not living, never seeing Jake again left me feeling empty. Left me feeling invisible. The world around me was moving and I was standing still. Alone. Death can be your saviour or your falling grace. Someone is going to die tonight. And that someone is me.

Fightys appearance changed instantaneously. No longer was the overprotective father there. Only the King of Elves appeared now. His back straightened, shoulders pushed back and face expressionless. Overall he looked like a king. And I could not be more displeased.

Jake jumped up from his fighting stance and looked at my father "If you will have me I would like to fight along side of you." Fighty nodded his head already spitting out orders to his people.

I glared at Jake "Are you just going to fight against your own people? Kill them?" He glanced at me and his eyes softened slightly.

He took my face in his palms and lightly said "For you, anything."

My eyes teared up and I spat "What makes you think I want you risking your life to save me? Who do you think you are?" A tear fell down my cheek slowly and Jake went to put his arms around me but I shook them off.

I shouted "JUST GO! GO LEAVE ME. DO WHATEVER YOU THINK IS BEST." He winced before kissing my cheek. I pulled away quickly and his face masked one of pain.

He whispered "I'm sorry. One day you will understand." And just like that I was alone. Alone with my fear. Or so I thought.

I heard a creak from behind me and turned around but not quickly enough. Strong arms wrapped around me and tugged me towards their chest.

The man laughed. I instantly recognized his voice. "David you disgusting psycho let me go." He just smirked at laughed at me.

"Compulsion. Interesting little thing isn't it?"

I froze before whispering "What do you mean?"

I heard the smirk in his voice as he said "While you were all fighting I managed to get inside your sisters mind and compel her to believe there were rogues on the border. It was simply to easy."

I said "How did you compel my sister? She is of higher rank than you."

He laughed and said "You really do know nothing don't you?" I said nothing but glared angrily at the floor. He laughed again continuing "Funny thing about compulsion is that if you can compel others, like all elves can you can be compeled. Your sister was an easy target."

I gave no recognition that I was listening and he continued saying "Really was not very much fun. I prefer a challenge and that was all too easy. They will never be back in time to save you."

I winced as his grip got tighter "What do you want." My voice did not waver as I spat at him.

He grinned and said "Why you of course. I want to make you mine."

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-Disneylover3