Juvie

Chapter 1

The hushed sounds of shuffling feet and water splatters become like echoing eruptions in my head. The dark dampness made my hair cling to the back if my neck and my shirt stick to my skin. I could smell the salt of the air, overwhemling , almost as if we were sitting in the ocean. My captives refused to make a sound but I knew they were there, I felt there presence, their breathes echoed , even the smell of their shoes irked me. The blindfold they covered my eyes with , was made of a stretchy thin fiber then cut into my skin whenever I moved my nose. It was an iron cell, as far as I could tell from the ground pressing into my skin from the rips in my jeans. My hands were chained above me, my back pressing into the hard cold wall. The footsteps started again just as I lift my head clenching my hands into fists.

"Dolchka von libero. Danto calspa " A rasped , older voice cut through the silence.

"I don't understand !" I bit back the tears as my own voice came out weak and fragile. "Just let me go.." I begged

Silence answered my plea and I pulled hard again the chains the claimed my wrists, the metal cutting hard into my skin.

"Let me go !" I growled out and yanked again and again against the chains, warm liquid trailed down my arms. Footsteps paced back and fourth reminding me I was never alone in that room. I did the last thing I could think of and screamed. Not a scared scream you get from watching a movie but instead a scream you'd make if you were held at gunpoint and was forced to watch someone die. The kind of screams that takes all the air from your lungs and leaves you without a voice. That earned me a hard slap across my already burning cheeks, cutting my face with his ring.

"Damfir Dontello catche." The angry rasped voice called out again.

Just then a door opened and the hinges creeked with a rusty squeal. Foot steps came and then a large thud like a large object hit the ground. I cringed at the sound of metal smashing metal and then silence.

"I told Barla not to injur the girl, that bafoon. Tempa clean this mess up " A strong defentive voice barked orders in a language I could finally understand.

"Please..help me.." I whispered, my throat sore from screaming.

The smell of musk and peppermint filled my nostrils as he came to a crotch before me

" You idiots. I told you not to hurt her"

He lifted my face and looked at my fresh injury. He brushed his cold fingers against my skin, and swore softly.

"Help me.." I begged again.

"Its to late for that.." He mumbled back and stood. "I want you to bring me some bandages and achohol . Now" he ordered the only capable man in the room.

"Princess...Im sorry .." He whispered to me, his voice strained like he was about to cry.

"I'm going to...die..then " I spoke softly and looked down, my blindfold absorbing the tears to come.

The guard soon came with whatever he thought would be needed to treat the severity of my wounds. The kind man, who knelled before me, un shackled my arms and cleaned the cuts on my wrists from where  the cuffs dug into my skin and bandaged me up. His skin grazed me ever so gently as he worked. His finger pressed into my chin lifting my head as he untied the blindfold. As the blindfold fell away, i gasped softly , the moonlight framing my healer, his face was so close, so handsome. His eyes were the color of deep seas and his hair as black as night. His tanned chiseled face was covered in thin stubble and his lips were so pink and soft looking. I found myself staring, his eyes scanning over my long white hair as white as snow , my pale almost transparent  skin , plump red  lips that looked as if I was sucking blood and slowly eyes settled on my storm gray ones. His dressed the cut on my cheek, never taking his eyes from mine . When he was done I gave a faint smile despite the tears that fell.

"If I am to die, I'm glad to have known such a kind captor." I admitted and lowered my head the tears flowing like river water.

He shook his head and drew me close to his body , wrapping his arms around my small frame. "I will protect you princess."

I was in shock and glanced up only to be greeted by his smiling face. I smiled back, and nodded before shaking my head. " Please call me Estasia. " He nodded and leaned close cupping my face. "I have loved you for a long time, Estasia.." I didn't know what to say to a man who kidnapped me and kept me imprisoned driven by his love, such pure love. " I wish I knew the name of such a man. " He paused ."Everdean" He shyed from me and I couldn't help but smile. This man was my first love as children , before my father sent his family away. I was disdained to learn of the events my father did to his people , such a lewd and cruel king. "I have loved you since I was a young girl dancing in the lullies." He smiled and held my closer, his arm drapped across my shoulder . " I was inlove with that young girl whose smile gave me the will to live and the drive to be stronger. " And then I could take no  more. I pressed my fingers to his cheek, and kissed his lips . He held me as even time stopped for that kiss.

"I love you, Estasia." He said as we parted.

"And I you, Everdean"

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I closed the book with tears collecting in my eyes. I rubbed my thumb across the cover, fingering the letters of the title that spelt By lovers demand. 38 chapters led up to such passion and I wish it didn't end. I was such a romantic, yet devastatingly untainted by the ways of love. Maybe I should try harder at my new school and be the one others wanted. I sighed and laid the book on my desk and leaned back against the rolling chair I sat in. Tomorrow was my first day of school since moving to California, and I hadn't given much thought to how I felt . I was popular sure at my old school, but I was a new face in a new crowd, with nothing to go off of except my beauty , brains, and charm, or maybe that would be enough. I looked at my alarm clock and sighed as it flashed 11:06pm. I should be getting to bed , if I wanted to wake up early to make a good impression. Craing into bed, I hugged my purple stuff monkey to my chest, cradling the locket I wore since birth, remembering the mother who gave me life, by giving up her own. Her photo was clipped and posted on the inside, a keepsake if never part with. I drifted to sleep on that thought , the moons glow , vibrating faintly above.