Angel and Demon, Princess and Prince, Slave and Master (FINISHED)

The First Escape Plan

Picture of Damian (James Maslow) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> (Damon's brother)

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I closed my eyes and focused on my wings and they appeared. I stood up on the railing and looked ahead of me. I’m going to fly way from here. I focused on flying and jumped off. What’s going on? I’m not flying, I’m falling! I’m falling down a five story high building! I yelled and closed my eyes ready for the impact. I hit something hard and whatever or whoever I fell on let out a yelp. I looked down and looks like I landed on a boy. I quickly got off of him.

“Oh my god, I am soooo sorry” I said

“It’s okay” he said while getting up and looked at me in the eyes. He had long black hair that was brushed to one side of his face. He also had red eyes like Damon.  I stared at him in amazement and he did the same.

“You- you’re the angel princess!?” he asked shocked.

“Yes”

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked.

“I need help! I was imprisoned and then sold to... him” I said while pointing towards the balcony I just fell from.

“You mean my brother?” he asked. My mouth dropped open. He chuckled.

“I’m Prince Damian, and it appears that you are my brother’s slave” he said emphasising the word slave. I started to sprint towards a direction. He is my buyers’ brother. He is sooo going to take me back there.

“COME BACK!” he yelled after me no way I’m going back to that hell hole. I kept running until I heard running after me. Oh no he is behind me! He catched up and grabbed my wrist.

“No, please don’t bring me back there.”

“Sorry princess” he said and threw me over his shoulder. I yelled, hit him and kicked but he never let me go. I give up. Damon is going to kill me when we get back. Soon, the mansion was in view and I started to struggle again.

“Please, please, please” I begged while sobbing. Once we set foot in the garden. Damon came running out.

“Thank you brother, for catching my new little slave” he said in a playful tone as he grabbed a handful of my hair and dragging me inside. I glanced one last time at Damian who was looking at me with pity in his eyes. I was dragged up to his room. Once there he threw me on the floor, and slammed the door shut after him.

“You have been here for only one hour and you already break rules. I need to find a good punishment to teach you a lesson. He roughly grabbed me again and then pushed me on the black couch and went into his closet and came back out with a rusty chain. He chained my hands together then passed it through a black metal hoop over my head. He then left the room. Is this my punishment? Being chained to a wall? He came back moments later with a whip; my eyes grew wide with fear.

“You should’ve listened to me” he said and ripped the back of my dress open. I closed my eyes and started to cry.

”I’m sorry; I won’t do it again, please!” I begged

“Too late” he said with a swing. When it hit me I yelled out in pain. He whipped me twenty more times and then stopped. I was crying ... hard.

“I hope you learned your lesson” he said with disgust in his voice. You will not be fed either” and with that he left leaving me alone chained to the wall.

*DAMON POV*

I left her chained to the wall and walked downstairs to grab myself something to eat. I walked inside the kitchen and came face to face with Damian. Oh joy! (Note the sarcasm)

“Hey bro, what’s up?” he asked

“Just getting myself something to eat” I said as I looked through the wooden cupboards looking for anything good.

”What did you do to the slave princess?” he asked

“I teached her a good lesson. I whipped her and I’m not going to feed her”

“Ouch, that’s pretty harsh, don’t you think?”

”What do you mean?” I asked even though I know very well the answer.

“It’s just her first day, go easy on her, I’m pretty sure she is not used to it”

“She is my slave, I decide!” I said before walking out of the kitchen.

“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?” he yelled after me

“Going to visit my girlfriend!” I replied. He groaned. I put on my black leather jacket, walked outside and hopped on my motorcycle and I’m on my way.

*DAMIAN POV*

Why does he love that slut? She is so stupid and thinks she is the prettiest girl on earth. Whatever, all I care about right now is to help the princess? No way, I’m going to let her starve. I took out some whole wheat, bread, lettuce, tomatoes, mayonnaise and ham. I put them together and made a sandwich; I poured some milk in a glass cup and put all on a silver tray. I walked up the grand staircase and stopped in front of her door. I put my ear against the thin block of wood, I could hear her crying. I knocked on the door and she stopped sobbing and I heard sniffling. I opened the door and walked in, I spotted her sitting at the edge of Damon’s couch, and her wrists were chained to the wall. Her eyes were red probably from all the crying. Her ice blue eyes were full of fear. I got closer and she tried to move back and she started to shudder not from the cold but fear. I don’t want her to fear me.

“Please, don’t be scared, I’m not going to hurt actually quite the opposite I’m helping you.”

“W-why a-are you h-h-helping me-e?” she asked

“I’m not like my brother, I’m not evil.” I said calmly

“You’re the demon prince!” she said. I signed.

“Here just eat up okay? My brother is not going to feed you so it’s either this or nothing.” She was going to grab the sandwich but the chains prevented her.

*ANGELA POV*

I tried to grab it but the chains prevented me from doing so, I looked at the prince and he nodded with letting me know that he knew what I meant.  He grabbed the sandwich and brought it to my mouth; I took a small bite and instantly spit it out.

“What’s wrong?” Damian asked

“There’s meat in there!” I said. He just stared at me awkwardly.

“Angel’s don’t eat meat!” I added. He took out the ham and closed the sandwich again. Much better. I ate the sandwich and drank the milk. After that meal I felt sleepy. I rested my head on the couch letting the darkness overwhelm me. The last thing I heard was:

“Don’t let Damon know”