The Cursed Beauty (On Hold)

Chapter 2

When Blake pulled away, he kept checking on my foot during the night while I slept.
When I woke up during the night, Blake was sitting at the end of my bed rinsing the blood off of the cloth. "What are you still doing here?" I asked, voice raspy from not talking for so long. Blake turned to face me and said, "I wanted to see if you were alright. I'm just cleaning out the blood to wash your foot again." He turned to face the bucket again. I sat up straight and pushed my blonde hair out of my face. " I could take care of myself, you should go my Mother will be coming soon. She'll be here in a couple of hours. If you're here when she come's, she'll have the guards arrest you." Blake turned around to face me, and said," So let them. Why do you care anyways, you're just some spoiled little girl that can't be around anybody, and her parents don't even want her and replaced her with younger siblings that get to run around the castle when she has to stay locked up in a dark dusty tower like a prisoner." Blake turned back to the bucket to ring out the cloth and turned back toward me to clean my wound. I pulled my foot away from him. "Don't touch me." I said, my face expression was that if a stone. Blake tilted his head squinting his eyes, " Why not? I'm trying to help you, your foot will get infected." He tried to grab my foot again but I pulled away and coldly said," I would rather get infected than have you touch me or try and help me, I tried to help you because you helped me, but I now realize you don't deserve my help, so just leave this 'spoiled princess' dark, dusty, prisoner, tower'. I never want to see your face again. If I do see you again I will not hesitate to call the guards to arrest you, leave.Now!" I stood up grabbed my staff near my bed and used it to help me walk to the balcony, hoping, praying so hard that the tears would not come streaming down my face like a river flowing down a hill. I opened the balcony doors, and looked at Blake with cold eyes, silently telling him to leave immediately. Blake stood up and walked toward me, but stopped at the door and turned to me and closed the door, eyes never wavered nor leaving mine. " I apologize." Blake said with a hint of mischief in his blue eyes. I cocked my head confused. Blake bent down his head next to my stomach and lifted me over his shoulder as if I weighed like a feather. My head was right next to his lower back and I was punching and his his back yelling, " Put me down this instant, Blake!" He brought me over and layer me down on my bed. As soon as he let go I shot upright. " What is your problem,Blake!" I yelled trying not to be too loud for people to hear-not like they would since I'm all the way over here, away from everything and everyone.

Blake sat next to me and started to raise his voice but still kept it low enough for nobody else to hear, "My problem? What's your problem, you yelled at me to leave when I was helping you, and you were kicking me out when I wasn't doing anything." I looked away and sighed a shaky sigh with tears rolling down my face my shoulders shaking. I laid down on my side with my face in my pillow curled up in a ball, with my knees touching my chest and with my feet almost touching my butt. I felt a warm, large hand on my back rubbing in soothing circles. Calming me Blake said softly, " Shh...it's okay, you can tell me. I'm sorry for making you upset. Shh,now don't cry. I hate seeing you cry." I looked back at him, with a red nose and puffy eyes. I sniffed and with a shaky, wavered, almost a whisper voice I said, " I'd rather not say. I-it's h-hard for m-me to s-s-say." Blake put his free and on the base of my neck and lifted me carful with my wounded foot and cradling me to his body, my head resting on his chest with my hand next to my head also resting on his warm chest. My head was resting right over his heart and I could hearing it beat, it was calming and soothing me. Blake rubbed his hand all over my back, from between the shoulder blades to the small of my back and rubbing between my ribs and down my spine. His touch was giving me shivers. Since I've been here since the day I was born I've never been touched except by my Mother but she hasn't touched me since I was a toddler and a doctor touched me once when I was close to death from my parents poisoning me. I sighed lifting my head from his chest to meet his gaze. I nodded " I'll tell you." I tried to pull away but Blake's grip on me tightened a little bit.

" So as you know now I was cursed the day I was born. But what you don't know is that my parents have tried to poison me multiple times." Blake sucked in a sharp breath, I continued, " Over the years I have learned how to tell if there is poison in anything I touch, eat, or drink. My Father is the one who plans the attempted assassination on me, while my Mother doesn't agree with it she still tries to kill me to please my Father so he wouldn't take on a mistress and so she can stay Queen. Also when I was 2 years old my Mother gave me a scone and out some kind of powder on it that I later found out was a very deadly poison that grew in the dark forest. I became very ill and almost died, luckily my Fathers' older sister and brother, James and Juliana-who are twins- knew what he was up to and collected the cure for me. Ever since that day they have hated my parents and they visit me almost everyday, luckily my uncle isn't affected by the my curse. They have have more of parents to me than my own. Actually when they found out what my parents where up to they tried to hide me from them but my Father found me. He almost had them hanged but my Mother convinced him not to and let them visit me but we can't leave my tower. No one ever talks to me even the servants and maids. That was why I was surprised to see you, plus I never expected someone to climb out my tower." I said with a smirk. I face got serious again and another year slid down my cheek when I thought about the next part. " When I turned 16 years of age, my Father had a witch make him a mask so my curse doesn't affect him when he looks at me. He came into my room one night when I was drifting off one night. When I heard my door creak open I knew it wasn't my Mother and nobody else visited me. When the person came close to my bed I slowly turned around holding my breath and saw my Father holding a dagger and quickly brought it to my throat, before he sliced he looked me in the eyes, which I believe is what saved me. He saw the fear in my eyes. He lowered his dagger into his left boot and pinched me on a place on my neck where I passed out. Even though I was passed out I could still hear and feel and smell things. My Father lifted me over his shoulder carrying me to the dungeon and laid me on a wooden surface.
I could hear voices my Father and some stranger but I would know who if j heard his voice again. My Father tried to get him to kill me but the strange man just said 'She's too young.' But my Father ignored him, I woke up when I felt being strapped to something. I screamed in pain when o gent something cold and sharp in both wrist and both ankles, when I looked down I saw my blood running down my hands. I fell asleep after losing so much blood. When I woke up again I was on my stomach, and felt another sharp pain on my back and screamed again in pain and I knew what was happening. My Father was slicing me open. He flipped me over on my back and took my corset off so my stomach was out he started slicing me open again, when he screamed in pain, through my tears eyes I was able to see what happened a man and a woman were there but not my Aunt and Uncle. The man's voice I recognized, it was the man who tried to stop my Father from killing me before. The man brought his sword through my Fathers leg and the arm that had his dagger with my blood on it. When my Father was on the ground, the man came over to me and soothed me by speaking to me, but I didn't understand, for he was speaking a different language. The woman whom I felt I have met before, she stitched my cuts. After that my Father never visited me again." Blake held me tighter into his embrace and said, " I'm so sorry that happened to you Alexandria."

Blake held me in his embrace for a couple of hours. I ended up falling asleep in his arms. When I woke up 2 hours later, we were laying down on my bed with me still in his embrace. I noticed that Blake had taken his boots off and his dark coat and mysterious dark hat. I had also noticed that he was shirtless!

My eyes closed after a few minutes, I woke up with the sun beaming in my face and Blake was gone but the bed was still warm where he was laying. I noticed a letter where he was laying that said:
I'm sorry that I'm not there when you have woken up. I didn't want to wake you. You looked so peaceful. Don't worry though, I shall be back. See you soon. ~B

I grabbed the letter and hugged it to my chest thinking about Blake and his touches I drifted back to my slumber.

Authors note:
Thank you so much for continuing to read my story. Sorry I haven't wrote anything for a while I've been really busy packing for my trip to see my family. I'll try to update a lot more. Also try to read my other story The Hybrid. I'm writing two stories at once so please bare with me. Please continue reading and comment what you think of my story and enjoy. Have a good day/night
~Samantha S.