Mirror of Blackmore Hall

Over and Over

Author's Note: This story is mine! © Hey there! I'm Felicity and this is my first ever story. (Not based on my Sims.) This story is going to be focusing the main character, her nickname is Kate. I can't tell you much more than this but Kate can...

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Kate's P.O.V.

I saw him everywhere. He was in my dreams, my nightmares, and sometimes, walking home I feel his eyes on me. "Kate? You okay?"  My older sister, Megan asks. "I-I'm fine, just a little tired." Juliette, my other looked at me strangely. She was only fourteen, I'm sixteen, and Megan was nearly eighteen. I should be learning to take care of myself and not let them take care of me all the time!

"Are you sure you're okay?" she questioned, light blue eyes meeting mine. "I don't want you to miss the field trip tomorrow." Just the fact that she was worrying about me when I should be worrying about her, just set something off in my mind. 

"I'm fine!" I insisted, raising my voice a little. My hands slammed down as the table as I said so, rattling the glasses and plates. "I'll just do my homework and go to bed." The awkward silence left between me and my sisters made me feel even worse.

They were just trying to help me. Trudging my way up the stairs and locking the door to my bedroom (http://www.architectoo.com/mesmerizing-teenage-girl-paint-bedroom-ideas/comfortable-teenage-single-bed-with-classic-table-lamp-in-cute-pik-wall-bedroom/) I sat down on my bed and pulled out my copy of Romeo and Juliet for British Literature. The sun set, casting a dark shadow over my room.

Before I knew it, I was slipping into a world of dreams...or should I say nightmares.

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The boy was in my dreams again. The same inky, gelled back hair. Deep eyes that I kept getting lost in. "Nice to see you again, Miss Aikaterine." I wish I could say the same. "Aw," Putting his hand to his heart, Damian pretended to look offended. "Why so negative, Miss Aikaterine? I thought we were close."

His cold, gloved hand brushed my cheek, sending shivers down my spine, not in the good way. I took a giant step back, nearly tripping over my skirt. Wait, what? My pink and purple striped pajamas were replaced with a glittering sapphire gown lined with what appeared to be diamonds. "My name is K-Kate. I stuttered. 

Ever since he started appearing in my dreams, I hadn't been able to sleep properly. "Kate is not your birth-name. It is Aikaterine Grace-Marie Sterling. Older sister to Juliette Olivia Sterling and younger sister to Megan Rosalind Sterling." Damian wanted to proved he knew me and I wanted to prove him wrong. 

He didn't know me. He didn't! "But I do know you. You love sketching, writing, spending quality time with your sisters, hate the dark, being alone, and a world without color. You want a little kitten to name Esme and are afraid of lions. Are you sure I don't know you?" 

Each step he took, getting closer to me I backed up. It went on like this until I backed up against a wall. His ice-cold fingers traced my face. I cringed under his gaze. "Aikaterine, you are so beautiful. Your eyes and blue as power, hair as soft as silk, I--" Please don't say it! Please don't say it!

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"I love you." Those words were like a dagger to the heart. Before I could respond, he put his lips over mine. I saw everything. My future. My past. The horror of being with him. He lips pressed against mine harder, trying to get a response out of me. 

I wanted to scream . I wanted to pushed him away from my and run away. Wake up to someone telling me they actually loved me and meant it. Not in Damian's dark, twisted way. Immense pain shot through me. A scream escaped from me.

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The first thing I saw were my sister’s worried faces over me. It was just a nightmare. Just a nightmare. "You must've had one, bad dream." Megan put forth. Juliette pressed a damp rag to my forehead. "You kept screaming. You're door was locked,so I kind of had to pick it. Sorry," she apoligized. 

"No big deal, but what time is it?" I asked. Juliette checked her watch. "Nearly 10 o'clock." she replied. My eyes widened. "We have to get ready! I'm not going to be late and neither are you!" I swung my legs over my blanket and pushed them out the door. Are you sure you're okay?" They asked in unison.

"I'm fine!" Shutting the door behind me, I decided to forget about everything. Today I was going to Blackmore Hall to learn about the ancient history of Blackmore.

What could possibly go wrong?