➰Cecily (TMI FANFIC)➰

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"She.....she's very strong."

"To survive a bite like that without a single rune, yes indeed she is. Of course she is their daughter, who wouldn't be tough with that kind of blood flowing through their veins."

"Is she coming back with us to New York?"

"That business is between me and Madame Pricker."

"Come on it's just a simple yes or no."

"Zane, it's none of your business. Now go get ready for dinner, we need to make a good impression."

I heard his voice being muffled as footsteps retreated from the room and a moment later another set of footsteps retreated out of the room. Figuring I was finally alone, I opened my eyes to discover a pounding in my head and all over.

New York? I can't go there! I mean it would be nice to get out of this hell hole but New York? If I was to go there and defy the specific rules from my parents, I would want to go by myself.

A knock came on the door lightly and I carefully stood and whipped it open, prepared to scream at whoever was on the other side. A teary eyed, Andrea stood holding a tray of bandages. My anger drained lightly as I asked,"Andrea, why are you..."

She refused to look me in the eyes,"Madame Pricker, told me to bandage your arm and make sure you didn't leave your room."

"Why did she tell you that?"

Andrea looked up and down the hall as she said,"Because she just did."

Shoving past me, Andrea set the tray down on my bed. As she started to unravel a white clothe, I closed the door and snapped,"Andrea, when did we start keeping secrets from each other."

She looked on the verge of tears,"Cecily, you just don't understand, okay?"

"I understand perfectly well that I'm being shipped off to New York, for no reason!"

Her blue berry eyes turned toward me as a tear escaped them,"You.....you know about that?"

"Of course I do! I heard them talking to each other and was pretty sure I was going with them!"

"Oh." She dabbed something on the bandage and I sat on the bed next to the tray as I tried to catch her eye.

"Yeah, oh! Andrea, do you know why they're sending me away?"

She shook her head as she grabbed my wrist with the bite on it. The perfect circle of teeth had stopped bleeding but my skin was a hot pink color with white vein like shapes protruding up and down the skin. In one word: it was grotesque. Andrea didn't seemed phased by the ugly bit as she gently wrapped the clothe around it. The medicine made the cut become icy cold, but it instantly started erasing the white spider veins that etched there way all up and down my arm.

"I don't know, Cecily." She moved away from me as she took the tray and headed toward the door.

"Andrea...."

She stopped and I said,"You knew I was leaving didn't you? Before I told you."

She was silent and then she finally spoke in a mature tone I had never heard her use,"I knew long before today."

And with that she was gone. I heard the door lock from the outside as she followed her orders of keeping me in my room. I was a prisoner now.

This couldn't happen. I wasn't going to leave at the order of some women. Especially, if it was Madame Pricker.

Standing again I stripped off my clothes and put on my training outfit. A pair of black leather skin tight pants, a black tank top with a black leather vest and leather combat boots to finish it off. Redoing my hair into a braid down my back I looked lethal. Knives were hidden inside the boots and pockets inside the vest. So if someone objected to me staying here, they were going to have hell to pay.