If the Stars Would Meet for Us

Chapter Ten

Alina's POV

Alexander's hands wandered over to her other shoulder, sliding her second strap off. Her arms crossed over her breasts and held up her dress. 

A low rumble echoed out of the darklings throat into the empty bathroom, Alina's mouth ran dry at the sound. A low heat settling over her whole body. Taking in a deep breath, she spoke.

"Out." her voice was small and more of a whisper, she had meant to sound commanding, to leave no room for questioning, but her mind could barely think past the throbbing warm slick between her legs. 

Alexanders eyes darkened but then he smiled, an all knowing grin. "As you wish Alina. But I will not be played with, once you're ready. Once you've expected the fact that your body is mine and will always respond so ... attentively, to me. You will be begging for me. " finishing his grand speech he gave her neck a warm hot kiss, before he strode out of the bathroom.

Alina would have never known the way his heart ached and broke from a simple word that falls from her lips.

She slipped out of her nightgown and stepped into the warm bath, sinking deep into the warm, flower scented water. 

But let it be noted that Alexander would never know the way Alina touched herself while images of him played through her head. 

~~~

It had been a full week since that bathroom event occurred, since that day Alina had been pushed to her very limits, nearly exceeding her physical and emotional boundaries.  

Still, she was unable to summon, not even a flicker of light. She was frustrated and tired and hungry but Ivan said she couldn't eat until she summoned today. Taking a deep breath and filling her lungs with cool morning air, she knew she would not be eating breakfast this morning.

Ivan and Alina continued sparring until the sun had risen high into the sky, the heat relentlessly beating down onto her face and back. Sweat was pouring down Alina's sun kissed skin, and glistened with every glide of her arms or legs. 

Ivan sighed, "really?" he asked, irritated "We've been going over these poses for the last 3 hours and you still manage to get them wrong?! Come on! For crying out loud women!!! " he yelled his patience coming to a short. 

She refused to flinch, refused to show just how weak she truly felt because she was no longer able to summon. The only indication of her fear was the slight gloss that threatened to pour out of her eyes. 

Genya spoke from behind Alina, "That's enough Ivan, I want her alive for breakfast. No one enjoys dining with a corpse." Genya's voice was kind but had an edge of command to it, her hips swayed from side to side with so much attitude she wondered how David was never suffocated by it. 

Right, right, they were married, he was probably too busy suffocating himself with those hips. Ivan growled a bit but luckily, with the help of Feydor. She was free to go, Alina and Genya walked away together. 

The second the two stepped foot into the kitchen, Alina's face was being stuffed with waffles, and orange juice, and toast, and eggs, bacon, sausage. Basically the entire breakfast feast. Genya didn't speak with her the entire meal, and once she had eaten enough to finally cognitively register anything other than food, she noticed Genya's slightly edged looks at her. 

Alina swallowed, dading her mouth with a clean napkin and finishing the meal off with the last swig of orange juice.  She turned to speak with Genya, but she stood up so upbruptly that the table shook, spilling a few glasses of water. 

The fiery red head Alina knew as her best friend spun on her heel, striding out of the dinning hall, she went to follow but David gave her a look. She stood leaving to the opposite exit of Genya, she made it back to her room. Locking the bathroom door so Alexander would't be able to catch her in such a vulnerable.

And she sunk to the floor, tears pouring out of her eyes. She barred her head in her arms to mask the sounds of sodding that had begun to erupt out of her. 

~~~

The next time she saw Genya it was at dinner, it took Alina bridling herself with the hope of food to get her out of the bathroom. 

Genya continued to ignore and avoid Alina for every possible interaction they could have had. A solid week passed by with zero conversation or more than a one sided greeting. Slowly throughout the week others had stopped making polite small talk with her and she was quickly dwindling down to no one. David had been a slight conversation every now and then but now he had cut her off cold and clean with no hint of friendliness left between the two.

The hard part was not knowing what they all wanted from her. She had attempted to apologize again and again but never got far. She hadn't seen Alexander since they day he had come to get her, no a single sign of him. Feydor and Ivan were still weary and not up for an interaction, she felt like she was slowly withering into nothing. Like a flower without water and too much sun.

Alina had decided to resort to a letter, if Genya wouldn't talk with her maybe she would read something ? She didn't know but it was worth a shot. It took her three days before she felt like the letter was right. Not demanding, showing enough regret but not begging.

She slipped the letter under her door one day , late at night before Genya got off her work shift. She stood dusting off her dress before turning and walking back down the stairs . As she passed a hallway she dumped right into Genya, Alina tried to hide her surprise at seeing her.

She expected her to push past Alina, to write off any attempt she was about to make at finally having a conversation with Genya or merely interacting with one another.

She swallowed the lump in her throat before letting the hardest greeting she had possibly every given. 

"Hi".  

Authors Note

Hiiii, I havent posted in like three weeks ... I'm really sorry, I dont have access to my computer during breaks cuuuuuz strick parents. Now that I'm back in school I should be able to write more and now I have a plan ! Write in docs app, then copy paste here. BOOM chapters.