Chp3: Dare To Believe

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ROSE'S POV

I woke up with a gasp and sat up. I was covered in sweat and my hands were untied. I looked around. I was in a bedroom, but there were no windows. Was I underground?

"I'm glad you're awake."

I looked over in the corner where the voice came from. It was the Prince. "My name is Jace. I'm assuming you know I'm the Prince."

I nodded my head.

"I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to protect you. You don't have to say anything, but I just wanted to let you know."

"....you called me property." I whispered.

"There wasn't exactly any other way to make up an excuse as to why Dalton shouldn't attack you. I protected you."

"Why are you protecting me?"

He sighed. "It's too long of a story to explain to you now. Just know I would never intentionally hurt you. Now, come, need to show you to your room." He stood up and walked out.

"Whose room is this?" I pushed myself off the bed and followed.

"Mine." He said and I blushed a little.

We walked to the back of the house and down some stairs to a door.

"In here is where you'll be staying for a while." When he opened the door I gasped. There were a couple instruments, a twin bed, bathroom, and a mini kitchen. There were also instruments. A guitar, a grand piano, a violin, and a drum set.

"I love it." I said. I went up to the piano and ran my fingers across it, pressing on a few keys. It was perfectly tuned.

"Good. Do you play anything?" He was still by the door with his arms across his chest.

When he asked that I had a flash back to my childhood. "Umm, I use to." I mumbled.

"Why don't you any-" Suddenly he stopped talking and looked up the stairs.

"What is it?" I asked.

"More like who is it. Stay here, and don't make any noise." He commanded and left the room.

Don't make any noise? I'm in a room alone with musical instruments and can't play them? You're really trying to kill me, aren't you Jace?

I stared at the clock above the bed and watched a the time ticked away.

If he honestly expects me to not play anything, well he has another thing coming. Maybe this room is sound proof? Let's find out. I went to the grand piano and sat down. It's a gorgeous smooth, dark wooden piano. I put my fingers on the keys and started to play the first song that popped into my head.

It's feeling like the time's run out, but the hour glass just flipped itself over again.

The sun is slowly sinking down, but on the other side a new day waits to begin.

If you dare to believe in life, you might realize that there's no time for talking or to just wait around while the innocent die.

No more, we're gonna lose everything, if we believe all the lies.

I may fall but I swear that I'll help you believe.

No more, this world's running on empty, and there's no reason why, you may fall but I know that you'll help me believe.

We've been in the dark for way too long, but when we turn around, we see a light shine through the haze.

So forget about who was wrong, because I've never been more ready to turn this page.

If you swear you believe in life, embrace forgiveness, 'cuz it's all that I'm asking, or keep holding out while the innocent die.

No more, we're gonna lose everything if we believe all the lies, I may fall but I swear that I'll help you believe.

No more, this world's running on empty, and there's no reason why, you may fall but I know that you'll help me believe.

No more, we're gonna lose everything if we believe all the lies, I may fall but I swear that I'll help you believe.

No more, this world's running on empty, and there's no reason why.

You may fall but I know that you'll help me believe.

No more, we're gonna lose everything if we believe all the lies.

You may fall but I swear that I'll help you believe

You may fall but I swear that I'll help you believe

I may fall but I swear that I'll help you believe

If you swear you believe in life.

No more, we're gonna lose everything.

Oh, I said no more, we're so quick to lose everything.'

I stopped playing. I really did lose everything. I have no family, no friends. I'm just a piece of protected property.

Then I heard the bedroom door open. Okay, so maybe it wasn't soundproof.

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