The World We Belong To

Chapter 49

Susie's POV:

He sounds insane to me when he said I am Alice, how could I be her? She was dead and I am ME.

"Listen to me Marcus" I said taking a breath "I know I look like Alice and I know you loved her a lot, so I know what might be going in your mind when you see me but trust me I am not her, you have to let me go" 

He smiled and looked at me with warm eyes.

"You are wrong Susie" he said "You don't just look like her, you are her"

"She died Marcus" I said "I know you know that"  

His smile faded.

"You know nothing" he said seriously, his voice sounded angry and rough 

"I know enough Marcus" I said.

"No you don't, if you know, you would never even go near that Beast" he yelled, I stepped back, afraid of his sudden outburst.

"Well lets say I don't know, but whatever the reason be, I would never run away from him" 

He sighed annoyingly and muttered

"If only I showed him what actually happened after Alice died..."

"What?"  I asked "What didn't you show him?" 

His stare is cold but there's pain in them too, I don't know why he's grieving this much.

"Tell me" I asked, he gulped and let out a breath, I waited for him to talk.

"Just know that you are not leaving this place and I will never let him come near you"

He said and left the room in a rush before I could say anything, I trailed behind him but he closed the door and locked it from outside. I hit the door with my foot in anger which only made my foot hurt

I have to get out of here but I don't know how, I don't see any way out of here, its like I am really imprisoned here.

I am worried about Newt, I don't know what happened after the ritual, I hope he's okay. I sighed and looked around the room, there's a closet which was next to the bed, I opened the closet to see what's in there and damn, it has clothes for women, The collection looks awesome, They are all those kind of dresses that princess wear for balls and parties back in those old days. Did he prepare these for me? I wondered. Well I have no interest in wearing them anyway. I closed the closet and sat on the bed.

I don't even know enough magic to get out of here, I feel so terrible, I can't even save myself, how could I ever save Newt from Marcus. I Miss him, I wish I am with him right now, I can't help but cry thinking of him, I buried my head in the pillow.

I was laying on the bed when I saw books which were arranged so neatly in a corner of this room, I didn't see them till now, it was in the right corner of this room, I got out of the bed and went to the books, They all looked color faded, They must be so old. I couldn't read the names of those books because of the dust that covered on them. I took out a book which was a bit large so I can read for long. I wiped the dust on the book and opened it.

I was surprised when saw a drawing on the first page of the book. Its a girl who looked just like me. She has red hair unlike me, her hair neatly combed in a bun and a long gown she wore with flower basket in her hand, her black eyes looking at the flowers in a garden with a slight smile on her lips. It was a picture of a girl trying to pluck flowers.

And I know who she was right then, It was her. Alice.

I flipped the pages and all I see is drawings of her. He must have loved her so much, I can see that just in these beautiful pictures.