I make my way toward the door. Tears are bleeding from my eyes and I watch as the doors crashes in my face almost hitting me clear in the nose. I hear someone's treterous footstep into the room and I turn and run towards the bed. Knowing that Gerard is there and the only person that I have no desire to see.
"No," Is all I can say before my body starts to shake.
"Gee...give her a moment," I hear Ray a little further away from the opening of the door say before the door is closed softly. Probably by Ray.
"NO! She is ok," He booms. I can hear each muscle he stretches under the clothes he is wearing. I am still facing the bed, unable to even catch my breath. I can feel his smirk on my skin before I straighten my back and turn around to face him. If I am to look at the devil in the eyes, I might as well not coward away.
I just smile at him. He holds the same gaze, neither one of us breaking. After a minute Gerard breaks eye contact and surveys the room.
"And who exactly were you looking for sugar," Gerard asks raising an eyebrow. I try not to shrink into my skin. The room heats under his gaze. God it is hot in here, why is it so hot? He stands still, stiller than death.
I let out a slow exhale trying to not let any fear enter my mind. But he controls every room that he enters. Every person around him cowers, but I know that even with that. There has to be a weakness, and I need to use my journalistic tendencies to seek them out.
"Well since I was drugged or spelled without my consent. And since I want nothing to do with either of you at this moment. I was going to go out for a walk in the gardens. Why? Do I need permission for that" I say fercifully. I internally praise myself for the cool exterior that I possess. He thrives off of fear, I know he smells it on the person's skin. And I am just another pawn in one of his little games. Well, Checkmate.
Gerard takes in my body and I try not to let my legs weaken at his infatuated gaze. A mix of curiosity and I think pride.
"By all means...but. I think I should join you," Gerard says extending his elbow towards me.
I look towards it, then Gerard in his mesmerizing eyes, then to Ray. Who showed little emotions, but I knew it felt all. More than the people he held company with. Ray was one of the few people that I have met who held his heart on his sleeve. And that is a weird realization because he is a vampire. He should be so heartless, like his friend.
"Won't be necessary. I can walk myself, besides. You can just spell me again to do as you please. If you haven't already done to not leave the ground. God knows that you don't ask for permission to do so," I ask stomping past both of them.
I half expected one of them to barricade the door and rip me to shreds for how I just spoken to both of them. I am in front of some of the most powerful men in one of the most important states in the world, and yet. I don't see them as such. Yes, I feel their power, hell it basically drips off of them. That power, that inhuman vibration that draws in a human like me, but the rest of their titles. They mean little to me.
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I have been roaming the grounds for about an hour. Thinking over things. I don't why they have kept me. I am just a tiny parasite in their bigger hierarchy. I don't know why this Damon guy came into my mind. I wonder if they know that I can use this against them. Which I plan on doing so.
Should I feel bad about that? That I plan on using them as much as they use us? From that standpoint, it looks like I am a mature for the humans. I didn't choose to be here, but I will use it to my advantage.
I start to come from my own thoughts to see that the maze of the gardens has started to become dark. Fuck, I don't know where I am.
I look back towards where I came from but the garden and trees are too high. I can't even make out the house anymore. How far did I walk?
