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Just a small crack in the glass I've created . Let's hope it doesn't shatter . (Sorry for this rushed chapter )
My eyes take in the familiar off-white building as the driver pulls in front of the entrance stairway. Like last time , seeing the building brings a feeling of unease and fear . However for a different reason.
I fear what will be done with me from this point on . Everyone here is so powerful that it wouldn't matter if they toss me aside to the police or even put me down like a dog so that I'm not a problem anymore.
Alaki is also one of the people who I'm dreading to see. I killed his fiance ! He's probably on his way right now with the law enforcement to take me away to prison. Murder isn't something to take lightly . That's something I've forgotten these past few months.
"Come now Love . "Vincent calls and helps me out the car as the driver takes our luggage and disappears with it . "I'm quite exhausted and would like some time to rest before the reckoning ."he chuckles at my scared facial expression and wraps an arm around my waist as he pulls me with him.
"I'm only joking ."
Sure you are .
"We won't have to see the others will we?"I ask ask as we ascend the stairs at a reasonable pace.
The last person I want to see right now is Quinten . He's going to rip my head off my body and feed it to his servants . Those poor people will be forced to eat this rotten brain of mine.
The doors open revealing the doorman who bows and stands aside in respect. "Good evening sir and madame. Your luggage has been brought up to your room and Missus Fantomhive has requested to see you in the library after you've settled in . "He informs and shuts the doors behind us .
"Thank you ." I smile as Vincent drags me towards another flight of stairs .
"Where's our room?"I ask as I take careful steps to ensure I dont trip . These steps seem to be more narrow than the others.
"Its right around the corner here . It's where I always stay when I have to be here ." He explains softly and let's out a long yawn while gripping the side of my hip . " I don't think I'll be able to make it to Amariah . "He admits and leads me down a hallway .
The last time I was here I was shoved in a closet and tried to escape the hand of my kidnapper . Ultimately resulting in the death of my best friend . Wow . Time sure flies when you have your hands tied with a handsome lunatic with a personality disorder.
I shake the thoughts away , deciding it's not right to think such things when everything has been going so smoothly ." She'll be mad if we don't show up. " I pipe in as he let's go of me to open a pale pink door with a gold handle . I wouldve assumed this room was Amariah's if I was on my own .
"Which is why you are going ."he sighs as he falls flat onto an unusually high bed covered in black bedding with an uneccessary amount of pillows .
I take in the room , deciding it's what I had expected of his room away from home to be like. The walls are grey and the floor is made with dark wood planks. There's not much else other than a door to what I assume is the bathroom and a dresser for his clothes. You can tell he doesn't use this often .
"Alone?"I laugh and make my way to our bags that lie in front of the bed and pick them up to carry across the room and set them in the corner to be out of the way . "Do you want me dead that bad?"
"You'll be fine ."he mumbles into the bedding and pulls a pillow into his arms to hold it against his chest .
"If she hurts you just ...dont call for me . I'm sleeping." He sighs .
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