Protecting Her(Diabolik Lovers fanfic)

Chapter 16: New Home

"Take them to their new room, Selena." he says to the woman, now I know is Selena, behind me. Seiji walks back to his little throne, and sits down, resting his chin on his hand, giving us a creepy ass smile.

"Of course, Master." she says cooly. "Let's go." she says to us. Arms grab me, while others grab Apollo and start dragging us away again, through a door to the left of the room. Thankfully we're not going through the hallways with the metal doors, except this hallway is much more inviting.

For a prison.

This hallway was much wider, the floor was a dark wood, the walls were a decorated, tan color, and smaller chandeliers hand from the ceilings. There are dark doors every couple of feet, instead of every step.

We turn the corner, and make our way to a set of double doors, with golden handles, and intricate designs.

Selena pushes both doors open, and the guards push Apollo and I through them. We fall to the floor, a white carpet, and get a chance to survey the room.

"Enjoy your room, and we will be back to collect you for dinner with everyone else." Selena says, leaving the room seconds later. And audible lock is heard, and we are left alone together.

At the same time, we rush to each other, and engulf ourselves in a hug. I close my eyes, and small tears leave my eyes as I feel the comforting warmth of my brothers embrace.

Apollo strokes my hair sympathetically.

"I'm so sorry, I should've protected you better." he mumbles into my matted hair. I let out a choked sob at the reality of what has happened to me.

"I was so close. We could be home by now." I whisper, a pang hitting through my chest painfully.

"I know. I know." he replies, "But we can get through this if we stick together, I know it." He pulls away, and holds my shoulders in arm length, his golden cat eyes piercing into my own. "At least for now we are being treated well."

"Yes. But how long will that last?" I say, pulling away and pacing across the floor in anticipation. "What happens when we do something they don't like, or they get tired of us? What then?" My questions become rushed, and Apollo takes the opportunity to approach me, and stop my pacing.

"We won't stay that long to find out." he says, "We will train, become the best here, then break out at the perfect moment." I nod my head, and hug him once again.

"I'm glad I'm not alone here." I say into his shoulder. I feel him nod his head, and kiss my hair.

"Me too." We stay in silence for a couple of minutes before we pull apart, and he gives me a reassuring smile. I look around the room, and decide to explore.

The room is huge, a suite. White carpet through the whole area of the room, two huge beds side by side with white duvets, and fluffy pillows.

A huge TV is hung on the wall, adjacent to the two beds, with a list of available shows beside it.

The walls are painted white as well, with gold accents. There's a huge walk-in closet, one side full of men's clothing, and the other side women's clothing, filled with only black, grey, and white colors.

Beside the closet, is a huge bathroom. A shiny, white bathtub, black, marble counters with two sinks, and a huge, black shower, with white tiles. Fluffy towels line the wall in different sizes and uses, and the floor is a sleek grey tile.

"Hey Apollo." I call, sticking my head out of the bathroom to see him lounging on the far bed from the bathroom. He looks at me with a smile.