Queen of Blood (girlxgirl) [ON HOLD]

Chapitre 3 - Girlfriend

Scarlett

I was walking... more like running, in the hallway taking precise turns to get to Blaize's suite. In my hurry, I ran into a couple of people gaining glares from them and almost slammed my face against a door that suddenly opened.

After five minutes of running, dodging and quick apologies, I was finally in front of the great Black Wall. Made of enchanted wood, it was a dark indestructible material created to protect the Royal family from any unwelcoming visitors. A wooden, creepy face was resting in the middle of the wall, eyes wide open and looking straight at me. Its stares had never failed to make me uncomfortable, and was probably the reason why this side of the building was always deserted.

Taking a final inspiration, I stepped closer to the face and waved faintly my hand in front of it. To my relief, like every time before, the thing recognized the microchip attached to my Screen. The face smiled creepily before splitting in half, revealing the entrance to the King and Queen's quarters apartments.

I went in and headed to Blaize's suite. After reaching her knob-less door, I laid my palm on it and entered when it immediately gave me access. Now standing in the spacious living room, I was greeted by the usual breath taking views of the top mountain of Himalayas at nightfall. The absence of light, the high ceiling and gigantic window glasses was giving the landscape justice, making it unbelievably majestic. As impressing and realistic as it looked, it was all an illusion. One close to perfection, but an illusion still.

Our engineers and scientists had found a way to combine Virtual Reality and our magic without the presence of an actual spellcaster. Needless to say that Blaize and that bright mind of hers played a huge part in the project. In the end, they all gave birth to that wonderful piece of technology. Why exactly, I wondered. When I asked, she just said the purpose of this project was pure entertainment for her part.  

Not wanting to waste anymore time, I went directly to the stairs skipping a few of them in the rush. To my surprise, there was a wide hole instead of the usual door, which made me frown. I advanced slowly in her bedroom, stepping on the fallen door careful not to make a sound. Her night light was on and was illuminating the place with its warm yellowish glow.

There she was resting peacefully on the bed like the sleeping beauty that she obviously was. I took the time to take her appearance in, letting my eyes drifting slowly from the top of her head to the bottom of her small feet. Her hair was still somewhat wet from the - I supposed - shower she had taken not long ago. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt, part of it was wet because of her hair, making the shirt was kind of see though.

I felt the heat climbing up my face at the realization but thank god, she had some sport bra underneath. Her short shorts was exposing her unbelievably toned legs, which wasn't helping my blush at all.

That was when I noticed her bruises, they were quite big and her face was also paler than usual. Sweat was dripping from her face and neck, and she was noticeably trembling and really agitated. Like an ice cold shower, the embarrassment I felt was instantly washed away by worry. I tried to wake her up by gently shaking her shoulder, but she only reacted by pushing me off. I made another attempt, this time more vigorous and calling her name repetitively.

"Blaize. It's just a dream, come back to--" She suddenly grabbed my forearm, with such strength that the tips of her fingers turned white. I could tell she wasn't fully awake because her eyes were dull and half opened. But what stroke me the most was their color. They were glowing red, and hella scary.

"Scarlett?" She mumbled, her usual blue gray eyes resurfacing. Her eyes fell on my forearm and she immediately let go. It was already starting to bruise up.