Killing the Love of your Life

8

I woke up and yawned. I looked around me and I was alone. I could have sworn Jason was here earlier. I shrugged it off and got up. I stretched shutting my eyes tight, and then opening them back up.

I looked over at the cellar doors and they were wide open. I walked towards them, and peaked my head out. I looked left, and right but no one was to be seen. I moved before I even started thinking.

I couldn't believe this. I was free. I was going to get away! And I spoke to soon. I slammed right into a guard. He looked down at me and smiled. He reached his hand out, which I gladly took. He pulled me up off the ground and dragged me towards a room.

Great. That's it for me. Soon I'm going to have to go through pain, and torture and then I'll die. I opened my eyes and noticed I was in some fancy dining room. I looked around the room seeing the walls were painted a dark shade of red, and the table was covered in a red and gold laced table cloth.

The guard sat me down on a seat at the table. Soon enough I saw Jason in a uniform I thought I'd never see him in again. I smiled to myself and he fixed up his hair in a mirror, then headed towards me.

He looked much better. He shaved, his hair was cleaned up, and his eyes were looking nice and green. Not grey. His bones seemed to be sinking back into his skin. He sat down next to me smiling bright. I couldn't help but blush at his smile.

"So Jan, how would you feel if we took a trip?" Jason questioned. I nodded my head and showed a lopsided smile.

"Good. I want to take us to Barcelona. I have some work there, and I want you to come with me." I smiled and nodded.

"I love Barcelona" I breathed out. Jason shook his head and laughed lightly. He stared at me for awhile while I ate. Once I was done he showed me to a grand bathroom and got me to wash up. He gave me beautiful fresh clothes that were more modern day.

He walked into the bathroom a bit later doing my hair up for me. He then rested his head ontop of mine, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lout out a loud sigh, and smiled.

I turned around and his arms tightened and he kissed me. He looked at me for awhile after the kiss. He ran a hand through his hair and got really close to my ear.

"Janice? Promise me youll never leave me?" I sighed and I hugged him as tight as I could smiling.
"Of course. I could never leave you." I heard Jason give off a sigh of relief. We stood there. Just taking in the moment. Not letting go. We were never going to let go.

The moment was cut short when I guard walked in telling us the plane was here to take us away to our destination. Jason gave the guard a quick nod, and he looked at me smiling. He grabbed my hand and we walked out to the....private jet?! I was shocked to see something so fancy.

We were heading to the plane and the pilot grabbed my hand helping me up the steps. When I entered another man said, "Countess Forrest."

I blushed and sat down in one of the seats. "Master Forrest." I saw Jason nod his head and he followed the same as me sitting in a seat across from me. I looked at him nervously.

"They called me Countess. I'm not married to you Jason."
"Shhh." He said then winked.
"A little secret wouldn't kill anyone." Jason laughed as so did I.

It was now dark outside. I stared out the planes window thinking about why all of a sudden everyone was treating me differently. I know Jason was like, the head of the guards, or second in command. But everyone treated me like shit. Why the sudden change?

I heard Jason say something so I turned my head and looked at him sleeping. He started mumbling something wich just made me smile. He sleep talks. I got up and sat next to him. I hugged my legs to my chest and leaned my head on his arm. I closed my eyes, but suddenly felt to arms wrap around me and a blanket being placed on me.

"Goodnight babe." I heard before I drifted into a sleep.