The Prince and His Assassin (boyxboy)

Chapter 11

I freaked out and spat out, “Bringen Sie mich in den Garten!” There was a puff of smoke and there was the garden in front of me. I looked to see guards coming towards me and said, “Bringen Sie mich in das Labyrinth.” I was in the maze and sat in a gazebo that was in the side of the maze path. I looked at the dagger then held it close to me as a few tears slipped out. “Zeigen Sie mir den Besitzer des Dolches,” I chanted.
All I had gotten was a picture of black. That was it and he was dead. I cried softly, knowing that if I were to cry any louder I would be caught by the guards and dragged to my father. He would then give me the same punishment as before and only Satan knows how bad I hated that. I was soon lying on my back and crying my eyes out. It was too much pain to deal with, so I took the dagger and made a slashing motion on my wrist. It didn’t cut, because I didn’t push down enough on it.
I made the motion again, but this time I pushed down to see a line of blood show up and soon slowly make its way down my wrist and onto the floor. ‘How the hell did I not notice his death? I thought a mate was suppose to feel their mate’s death.’ I continued to cut and cry. My tears had landed in my cuts causing a stinging pain to course through my body. I did nothing but let more tears fall in the cuts to feel it more. It was more bearable than the sinking motion that was in my chest. My chest ached and I felt like puking out my insides. I could no longer take it and let myself fall asleep into a deep sleep full of nightmares.
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    I woke up with the sun shining on my face and a nice breeze sweeping through my hair. It seemed peaceful, but was soon ruined by the sound of trumpets announcing the arrival of someone. I got up to notice the mess I had left on the gazebo floor, but left it where it was. I shoved the dagger in my black skinny jeans pocket, no longer caring for anything in the world. I chanted some spell and ended in my bedroom.
    I put the dagger under my bed then walked into the bathroom and cleaned myself up with a shower and clean clothes.  I slowly brushed my hair then put bandages on my cuts. I got out of my bathroom to see some girl sitting on my bed. Her hair was straight and the color of blue. She had red eyes and was wearing a belly shirt that matched the color of her hair with a black, leather jacket. “I’m Rydel,” she introduced herself as she held out her hand. I took it then kissed the back of her hand and said in a monotonous voice, “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Dakota.”
    She jerked her hand back after I had kissed it then wiped it on her black pants she was wearing. “Listen, I don’t like this and neither do you. Here are the rules: 1) Never touch me when we’re in privacy and that’s it,” she growled out. I simply nodded my head and walked away from her. “I get your bed too!” she yelled at the top of her lungs. I shrugged to show I didn’t care then walked out of my room only to see the queen run up to me.
    “Your wedding is now tomorrow,” she stated. My jaw drop then quickly back went to it’s original place. I nodded my head as she glared at me. She smiled once I did then walked back to her room. I turned on my heels and ran back into my room heading for the bathroom . “What the fuck?!” I heard Rydel scream. I rolled my eyes and got to the bathroom where I found the dagger left on the ground. It had fell out of my pants pocket when I had undressed and fortunately wasn’t taken when my clothes were. I picked it up and held it to my wrist.
    ‘The days keep getting worse and worse.’ I thought as I drew the blade over my wrist causing the blood to flow onto my floor. I did it five more times for every year he was gone and for me getting married. I bandaged my other arm then started looking around for a jacket. I found one under the cupboard, but it was Alec’s. It was the one he had on under his cloak. I put it on and sniffed in his scent. A note had fallen out of the pocket and I picked it up. ‘Goodbye my love,’ it read. I felt my eyes fill up with tears as I reread the note more than once. I wiped the tears with the sleeve of the jacket then slowly made my way out of the bathroom to see my bedroom empty.
    ‘Thank Satan the bitch is gone,’ I thought. I laid down on my bed and decided to sleep the rest of the day away. The days wouldn’t matter anymore, since it was all going to be over soon. I needed out and my plan was to kill myself on my wedding night. It was going to be the end soon and that was all that I could think about as I lulled myself to sleep with sobs.
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    I woke up in a strange room. It had two red walls and and two black walls. The black walls were in between the red and besides one of the walls was the love of my life, Alec. “Alec?” I sobbed out. He smiled sadly then sat next to me taking me into his arms. “Hello Love,” he said rocking me back and forth gently. I started to cry as he kissed my head and messed with my hair. “It’s going to be alright. Just fight the wishes to end your life, because I need you right now.” I slowly nodded my head looking at my dead lover.
    “Why?” I asked. He turned my head to look up at him and said, “Because you are going to get the surprise of your life.” I smiled at him as he stroked my cheeks with his thumb. “I miss you so much,”  he whispered. “I miss you too. I wish you were right next to me, but you aren’t. You’re dead,” I cried out. He lifted my chin with his forefinger and thumb then said, “Then stay here with me.” I nodded my head as he kissed me gently. I immediately responded back.
I smiled as he hugged me. "I love
you so much," he said. I snuggled into him as he stroked my hair. "You have to go now." I frowned as he let go of me. "But-" he cut me off by putting his finger to my lips. "We'll see each other again."
He started to fade away and waved
to me. I tried to chase him down, but he was gone before I knew it. I sat down and curled up into a ball. I started to cry but before I knew it, I woke up in my bed hearing the birds chirp. It was the day of my wedding.