Passion for Blood

Chapter: 20

I sit by the window of the study in my nightwear, there is a storm outside so sleeping is proving rather difficult. I watch as the lightning decorates the sky, it's so beautiful from afar but getting too close can kill you. It reminds me of Fitz, I close my eyes and listen to the sound of thunder and rain. Behind my lids I still see a flash from the lightning, I open my eyes to be met with a pink tree behind glass. I quickly look around to find I am in the library but not at my home rather Fitzs'. Its dark so I walk slowly towards the doors, the creaking of the doors echo in the halls. I find a light in the room across in the crack of the doors. Padding along the floor I try and peak in the crack only for the doors to swing open revealing a horrific site, bodies lie all around the room and on the couch sits Fitz with a glass in his hand as he stares at the floor. There is blood surrounding his mouth and all over his bare chest, "Don't try and save me," he says never looking at me. What? Before I could say anything I start choking and coughing I look at my hand to find blood. "You are going to get yourself killed," I hear a voice say. I fall to my knees holding my throat and I continue to choke, looking up I find Fitz watching me from his spot.

Jolting awake, my body is soaked in sweat. I take deep breathes trying to slow my racing pulse, it was just a dream I thought to myself. I lie back down and stare at the ceiling, my throat feels rather sore but I ignore it and try to fall asleep again.

I wake up to the curtains being ripped open, I sit up and find Elaine tying them to the side. "Morning madam, shall you eat downstairs or-" she never finishes as she turns to look at me. Her smile vanishes and a worried look replaces it. "Are you alright miss?" she asks which causes me to scrunch my brows. She then brings a mirror to me and I look into it only to find that my neck is terribly bruised, what is this? "I think I will eat up here today Elaine," I say handing her the mirror.

I walk through the infirmary to find Grace at the back with a bunch of nurses surrounding her. I hear compliments the closer I get to the circle. "Grace I say, the circle breaks at my voice, I find Grace with a big smile on her face. Before I can speak she holds up a bouquet of flowers, "Xavier?" I ask to which she quickly shakes her head. "Why did he send you flowers?" "While you were off getting yourself killed and all, he had stopped by the house to talk. At first I didn't want to considering he walked away after my confession but I listened one thing led to another," she says fanning her face ever so dramatically. "That is wonderful news I think, does that mean he is returning your feelings?" I ask slowly not trying to ruin her happiness. "I never asked, could his actions be his way of saying I love you?" "Indeed his actions speak louder than his words but if I were you I would actually talk to him before jumping each others bones," I say with a raised brow. "I am surprised your parents have not tried to make a marriage proposal for you both," "Oh please they do not know what we do behind closed doors and I am sure they would die if they did." She winks at me.  "Truth is Madeleine, I quite enjoy this wild life I have. It's fun and exciting and the idea of being tied down feels like chains keeping me in place since Xavier also doesn't want that I feel our relationship could work. "How long do you think this will last Grace, like you said you both enjoy this wildlife but it is only a matter of time before he must marry," I say before crossing my arms. After my parent's death, we were notified of their inheritance of course I receive nothing but in order for my brothers to secure the family fortune they must marry, but I know that's the last thing on their minds, especially Xaviers. "But I'm not ready for this, that's a big step oh please help me, Madeleine," she begs. "Help you with what? This is something you should discuss with him, I wish I could change the way things are now but I cannot Grace"

I give her a smile but it doesn't stick long, she notices this. "What is wrong love?" she asks. I remove my coat to show the bruises around my neck, she quickly stands and inspects my neck. "Who did this to you?" she asks with worry. "I have yet to find out," I respond with a hiss from the pain. "I may know what it is," a new voice chimes in from behind, I turn to find Cole with a worried look on his face.