Blood Crystal (COMPLETED!!!)

Chapter 34 Dance of the Hours

Dedicated virginsarah
Soundtrack: Don't stop the music by Rihanna

"We don't meet people by accident. They are meant to cross our paths for a reason"
~Anonymous

I've been staring out the window for I don't know how long now. Tonight will be the Red Carpet Ball yet until now I'm still undecided if I'll go or not. The gown that I'm going to wear is already in my closet. Someone delivered it yesterday addressing my name and that I don't know who send it. It was a black Grecian twist backless gown. I heaved a sigh, putting my left hand on my jaw while leaning on the window.

I want to go to the ball but every time I think who might be the sender of the invitation wants me to back out. I still didn't even know who's the person behind, maybe he's more powerful than Mathew or Wesley or maybe they're the one who send it. Oh geez. I don't know where's Helen considering she's invited too, well maybe she's already at the party. Damn. "If I were you I'm not going to the ball bitch!" "Don't go to the ball!" Damn. Their voices echoed to my ears. Those two sweethearts! They're giving me a headache.

I look at the clock, it passed 8 in the evening already yet I'm still seating and doing nothing. I'm still battling with myself if I'll go or not. Ugh! Damn it! I roughly massaged my hair.

"Shit!" I stand and stood out of the room. I can't just sit there doing nothing. "I have to do something!"

I knock at Damon's room. I rock it continuously. No one answered. I was about to go back when I heard a click of the door, he yawn.

"Yow? You need anything?" I face him. There I saw his messy hair and an unbuttoned shirt. He's been sleeping. His eyes are still closing but you can see the red color, the color when you're awake.

"Hmm. I'm sorry to wake you up. It's... nothing, you can go back to sleep"

He put his hand into his pocket. I don't how he managed to sleep without changing his clothes, maybe he's too exhausted. His closing eyes seems to open when I started to walk away.

"C'mon Ada. Spill it!" He peeved. I reluctantly face him.

"I need a date" his face lights up and a playful smile jerkin. "Oh! You misunderstood what I've said! What I mean is I need someone to take me to the ball!"

Gone the playful smile instead curiosity took over his face. He suddenly looks at his back and faces me again. "You sure you want to go there?"

I want to answer I'm not sure but I just nod. He's looking at me with his arched brows as if scrutinizing me. I welcomed his stare with a more serious look, he seemed to accept it and back away.

"I'll give you half-hour Ada" he turned away and slam the door.

I go back to my room and headed to the shower room. I just need a quick bath. I go out and pat dry my body. I sit at the drawer where a huge mirror is facing me. I start putting creams on my face and body. I put on light makeup and dark red lipstick. I get the gown in my closet and wear it. It was fit for me, I can see my bareback. The gown covered my chest part. I wear a black silvery stiletto. The only accessories I have are diamond earrings. I blower my hair and tuck it into a messy bun leaving some strands on its sides.

I look at my reflection again. I don't see myself, it feels strange that I'm staring at my reflection but feels like she's a stranger to me. I sigh and get a purse. A black one. I get the invitation for me and put it inside. I stormed out, going to the training room. I need to bring a gun with me. For emergency. I get in and look for the guns. I saw different kinds of 45 caliber guns but what caught my attention are the Kimber gold match 11.45, para ordnance cc.45 handguns. I would love to bring a rifle with me but it will be inconvenient. I put some gun cases on my both thighs, put the guns and some ammunition on them. Oh. I think ready.