Chapter 12 ( Christina)
After roughly dragging me down 3 halls, one filled with cells and a stair well they stopped, pausing in front of a pair of high doors. They threw me into the room that was dark except for two torches. As they slammed the door shut and clicked the lock into place I looked around. The room was full of dust and dirt. I refused to cry, guessing they were probably watching me. With my back pressed against the wall I sunk down letting myself breath.
I'm not sure how long I was down there, but I do know they sent 3 meals so I'm guessing it was been a day and a half. After I finished that third meal I sat on the ground again.
I had tried to get out, but the door was locked from the outside. The meals always came through the bottom of the door, so when the door's locks started unclicking something was wrong. I grabbed the nearest rock, ready to kill whatever guard came to get me, I was not going to marry Zeiden. But when the door swung open, Oliver stood there.
I dropped the rock and collapsed. He couldn't me like this. What if Zeiden was right?
"Don't look at me". I say hiding my face between my knees the tears I had held back for so long tears rolling down my dirty face
"What is wrong?" He demanded "what did they do with the strong Chris i know?"
"Go away. You can't see me like this. I'm ugly. I wasn't ever pretty, but now I'm ugly" now I was sobbing uncontrollably, who was I anymore? Crying over how you looked!? I peaked up, to see if he was gone yet.
But he was running over to me, and I knew by the look on his face he had a glimpse of my face and the swollen red lines I had felt "what the hell did they do to your face!?" He growled making me sob harder.
His face softened at my tears "look at me, I don't care what you put on your face, whether it's make up or scars, you are right, you will never be pretty" he says and I sob harder at his harshness "you could never be pretty" he continues pulling my chin up so I have to look him in the eyes. "Or ugly. Because you are beautiful and nothing could change that".
Then he smirks "I guess you can be a girl and cry over how you look"
I make a weak attempt to grin back even though tears were still falling "say that again and you'll be crying over how your face looks" then he looked down, his smirk gone but his hand still holding my face up and he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. At first I gasped, but then we seemed to melt together. It was different than the kiss was Gabe, where Gabe's seemed to make me float away from the world, Oliver's kiss seemed to bring me back.
Oliver pulled away blushing "sorry, had to do that" I smile and brush my lips against his and he smiled "watch this"
He put his hands on my face, covering the scars with his palms. He closed his eyes, and I closed mine leaning into his touch.
"occultis, Je peux donner que elle est a." he whispered, and I could feel my face changing, instead of the pain that had put the scars I felt a soothing sensation, like little kisses on my skin. I took a deep breath, and Oliver let go of my face. I put my hand up to what had been big swollen red bumps, and I just felt smooth skin.
I gasped, "What did you do?
He grinned "Occultis can only be used in good intentions, my intention was to help you, so it all worked out"
I grinned back and kissed him again, and he kissed me back, tangling his hand in my hair. Oliver pulled back slowly "we better find Gabe" He remembered suddenly "he's looking for you too"
He stood up grabbing my hand to pull me up and we walked out of the room holding hands, both of us happy.
When we got out in the hall, Gabe stood arms crossed standing against the wall. "How was your make out session," he asked snickering. Thought there was something in his face that was more than the entertainment he was acting, jealousy? I wondered. But that couldn't be right. Next to me Oliver grinned and held my hand tighter, as if i might let go. "And its nice knowing Christina,"why hadn't Gabe called me Chrissy like normal? "Can be human, not just a human a girl at that! Crying brings out the best in you!" He grinned I narrowed my eyes "What is your problem?" I growled stepping forward, releasing Oliver's hand so i could ball up my hands into fists, ready to smack Gabe for ruining our happiness. All the tears were gone now, replaced by anger and my usual defensiveness. Unfortonitly before i could take a swing, Oliver grabbed my waist pulling me back and he slouched down to put his chin on my shoulder, not afraid to show his affection for me. My fists were still balled up at my side, and if Gabe insulted me one more time, Oliver wasn't going to be able to stop me.
"Ohh, now Christina.." Gabe started
"Gabe please don't finish that sentence" Oliver interrupted "we need to get out of here"
"You didn't seem to worried about that,5 minutes ago when you were sucking Chrissy's face off"
I struggled to get out of Oliver's grip "your face is about to fall off" i growl, but Oliver's grip is stronger than i thought.
"You boyfriend wont let you touch my face, he'd be way to jealous" Gabe snickered
"You can beat him up as soon as we get out of here" Oliver whispered in my ear
"Promise?" I ask with all seriousness, looking him in the eye
"Yep" he grinned,then he frowned "are you okay with that?"
"Okay with what?" I whispered back, wondering why we were whispering
"Being my girlfriend" he sounded nervous
I grinned "as long as you ask me correctly."
"Okay, Christina Nitram, will you be my girl friend?" My name really did sound beautiful when he said it "Yes" i fully twisted around in his arms and kissed him on the lips. He pulled me even closer, if that was possible.
The moment was broke when Gabe rudely cleared his throat, reminding us he was there.
"Come on" he said, obviously irritated "you made it official" he rolled his eyes at this "now weren't you the one saying we need to get out of here"
I turn around to glare at him "you are dead, when we are out." I glare
"You're on Chrissy, i could beat you in my sleep"
I grin at him as Oliver leans towards me "my bets on you" he whispers At that we finally start to make our way out of the nefarious castle.
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Dark Figures
FantasiChristina is your average troubled kid, she does bad actions for the best intentions and totally socially awkward. She has been kicked out of numerous schools throughout middle and high school and is determined to finish her last 2 years of high sch...