Dinzel

22// Stained

{Bruce}
Her lips were haunting me, tormenting me. It was all I could think of.

I had never felt like that in my entire life. The feeling was so foreign. It became certain, I needed another. But Rachel told me to stay away.

It was only a day after I saw her bathing and I thought with every passing day, the cravings would be fading. But it was the opposite.

For a guy that didn't care about making out, her lips sure did a number on me. I was running mad.

I desperately needed to feel the way I felt when she had her lips on me.

It had to be lust. My damn friends and all their ideas. Talking about her ass and her fucking lips. They had probably influenced me.

Maybe Jim could help.

I called him over

•••

"She casted a spell on me Jim. See, this is why I don't like humans. I can't stop freaking thinking about her and her damn lips. I can't sleep, I can't do anything. Everytime I see her my head takes me back to the fucking taste of her fucking lips."

"Relax Bruce."

Jim and I were in my room. He sat on my bed while I paced back and forth.

"Don't tell me you love her." Jim said and I glared at him.

"You know she's a human. And besides that, love is in-existent. Don't make me regret calling you over here."

"Sorry brah. Just saying though. If she's done this to you with one kiss then something's up."

"Obviously. This is all Jude's fault. He and his stupid comments. It has to be lust. If I can kiss her again I just know I'll be over it. But I can't. I can't kiss her again. She will not allow it, and neither will I, " I sighed in frustration, tugging my hair.

"That's the spirit. You have to remember the plan. A little kiss can't change it all."

I sighed. "I need to clear my head."

"You really do, don't you?" he asked rhetorically, "Then just do what Bruce Crown does."

"And what's that?" I looked at him.

"Throw a party." He smiled, "Throw a huge party and invite everyone. Every girl you can think of. Surely if you see other girls and get to touch them, you'll forget all about her."

"Yes. You're right. I'll throw a party and I'm sure after seeing and grinding almost all the girls there she'll finally be out of my head."

"That's it."

{Marian}
I had been feeling very uncomfortable through out the day. I only prayed I wasn't stained.

Being stained has to be the worst. It was Sunday and I had worn a cream dress.

I know, I know not the best colour to wear, but I only realised when I started work, and I didn't have the strength to change.

Cramps almost had me on the floor even though I don't remember the last time I took sugar.

The table was being set and I joined in.

I let my black hair fall on my shoulders. My cream sleeveless dress was fitted and knee lengthed. I wore a-

"Ninety-eight,"

I raised my head to see Lara who was setting a gold cup on the table. She was in a long black dress.

"Go ask the prince if he would like to have his lunch down here or in his room."

Great.

I started for the stairs, obeying her. I hadn't talked to the prince since he saved me from those men.. and saw me naked.

I know he was trying to help but he didn't have to walk in and drag me out naked.

He really doesn't know how to approach situations.

Although, I knew I owed him an apology and a 'thank you'.

He was on his bed when I walked in. He wore a purple jumper and shorts I didn't really care to see. But the jumpers really made his hair beautiful.

"Your highness," I bowed as he turned to look at me. "Will you have your food up here or at the table?"

"Here," his deep voice shook me as I stared at the ground.

I made my way back to the table, trying my best to push past the excruciating cramps.

When I returned to his room with his food in my hand, I found the door open. I remembered shutting it.

He wasn't inside when I stepped in to put his food down.

A good chance for me to escape without having to talk about the awkward series we keep on having.

I arranged the food on his food stool and made my way to the door.

"Oh," I almost bumped into him as I reached the open door. His appearance was sudden.

Now he was right infront of me. His height intimidating me. I had to continuously remind myself that his lips belonged to him.

His eyes fully locked into mine but I could spot no emotion.

"Take it," he finally spoke, drawing my attention to the item in his hand.

A white polythene bag.

I took it, slipping out the item in it.

My cheeks flushed immediately.

A Sanitary pad.

"What's this for?" I asked as several questions flooded my mind.

I looked up at his eyes and they looked the same.

"You know what it's for," his voice was cold and I could feel the blood in my cheeks.

"But.." I stuttered, "but how did you know?" I was genuinely curious.

He then pointed down to the back of my dress. I struggled to see it but when I did. Oh my fucking god.

I almost died of embarrassment. My dress was stained, very obviously.

He must have seen it when I was leaving his room.

I wanted to bury my face in the sand and never pull it out. My face was the worst shade of red. But on the bright side, I now had pads.

But how does he have pads?

"I got them from Rachel," he answered my thoughts.

"Thank you.. your highness," I said, unable to look at him.

"It's nothing."

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he left the doorpost for me to go out.

"Wait," he stopped me as I was about leaving.

I turned to see him pulling his purple jumper over his head. His bare abs were now exposed.

What's he doing?

He walked over to me as slowly as ever. He was now close. My eyes never left his.

"What are you doing?" I finally voiced my thoughts, but my voice was too soft to sound intimidating.

"Shhh," is all he says as his hands goes around my waist. He wrapped the jumper around my waist carefully, his eyes still on mine.

The distance was tempting and I could feel his hot breath against my face.

His hand slightly brushed against my hips and my stomach fluttered.

Why don't I hate his touch as much as I hate him?

He covered the stain and took his hands off me. For a second I wished he had left it there.

This shirtless prince had now redeemed himself.

I will admit he's not a selfish, egoistic prince like I thought he was. He's not all that good but he's not all that bad either.

(Yay! I did a double update. What do you guys think? Is he really all that bad? I dunno. But I promise there'll be drama, romance, hate and much more. Vote and comment! ILY!)