Broken Glass (Joshua x reader)

Chapter 7

I poked at the food on my plate with a fork as I let out a sigh. I didn't feel like eating and who knows what he could've put in it. Nikolai frowned at me from across the table and gently set down his fork, leaning on his folded hands.

"What's wrong dear? You need to eat something. You should know that I would never poison you or do anything bad to you," he said, in a voice that masked his true intentions. I nearly laughed aloud. Yeah right. I've seen and heard what Nikolai's been capable of doing and am perfectly fine not eating anything if he touched it. I gulped and continued to look at my food. I had to keep myself from reaching over and hitting him upside the head for calling me that...

"... I'm not that hungry, so, can I, um, go and rest for a bit." I bit my lip, hoping for him to agree with me.

"But dear, you need to eat something."

"My stomach isn't feeling well, and if I eat anything I think I might throw up," I said, which wasn't entirely a lie. Ever since he put that choker around my neck, rendering me unable to leave (not that I probably could've in the first place) I haven't been feeling well. Homesick, I assume, unless just being around Nikolai counts. It nearly made me sick just knowing that he killed two people who were close to me.

"... Very well, but I expect for you to eat something tomorrow. You've gone days without eating and that worries me," Nikolai hummed, twirling a wine glass in his fingers. I abruptly stood up from the table, causing him to turn to me with an eyebrow raised. I turned on my heel, making my way to the room he was having me stay in, which was the same room I previously woke up in.

I doubted that anyone would've noticed that I was gone, blaming it on my 'new job'. When making my way to 'my room' and stopped and noticed a door on the wall that I never noticed before. Strange, how could I have missed this before? This door stood out among the rest of them, being a midnight shade of black, contrasted to the usual white. I looked over each shoulder, and down each side of the hallway, before placing my hand on the doorknob, and slowly twisting it. The door opened easily and I cautiously opened it, in fear of it creaking or making a noise and alerting Nikolai. However, it made no noise, as if it had been made to be noise proof. I walked into the room, first noticing the book that was opened on a desk at the far end of the room. In fight or flight instincts, my body was telling me to run as to not get caught, but curiosity got the best of me and I made my way to the desk, noticing how clean this room was. I nearly tripped over my own clumsiness.

When I finally made my way to the book, I had to hold a hand over my mouth to keep from gasping aloud. I read the words in my head, too frightened and paranoid of Nikolai hearing me.

'Although I seemed to have successfully brought the girl here, it appears that she is far too attached to Him for me to get anywhere. She's nothing like her mother, who was ready to willingly give in, all to save that wretched husband of hers. He took everything from me, when I was about to have her all to myself. But that hatred didn't stop just there. When I had finally killed her after causing her to be devastated by executing her husband He showed up and ruined everything. I would've never killed her had it not have been for Him, but I couldn't have my plans be spoiled.

'It's not just a miracle to have barely survived His attack, but more of a blessing that shouldn't be forgotten. I was given this second chance to prove that I would be worthy enough to take her hand in marriage. Her kind isn't come across very easily, and with that power, I would've been a god. But news of a daughter, (Y/n) (L/n), reached my ears and I knew that it was time to finish what I was trying to do many years ago. She is still here in my care and seems more reluctant to do anything involving me in any case scenario. I was finally able to get that collar on her after a week wasted on just attempting to get close to her, and she's believed the lies I fed her. Of course, I'm still going down to the city she has so much fondness for to get rid of the Composer once and for all, without having to worry about her escaping. The Composer has no idea of what is happening and I plan on keeping it that way. There are some windows here, but there's certainly a barrier set up here. I can sense when she's messing with the collar and shock her accordingly (even though it will work automatically), but, if she were to step out, she wouldn't die. I would only feel her presence missing and the collar would automatically shock her until she is merely unconscious, and unable to move anymore. If necessary, I will chain her up again, in the dungeons this time. Besides, there's no one for miles if she were to scream out.'

The rest of the writing was talking about my actions up until now, and I flipped through the pages, seeing some kind of pentagram at the end of it.

'To transfer the power of one being to another...'

The rest of the words were written in some kind of language I couldn't understand and had no knowledge of either, but whatever Nikolai was planning had to do with me. I noticed some loose pieces of paper hanging out of a folder and thought about the pencils in my room. I took one of the pieces of paper, clenching it in my hand.

But what is he trying to get out of me?

My knees were growing weak and I quickly turned the page back to the original page and the glint of silver caught my eye as I turned to the door. I opened the drawer of the desk, and saw the necklace Nikolai threatened to destroy. Gingerly holding my hand out to it, I stopped when my fingertips barely touched it, biting my lip. I didn't dare take it in case Nikolai would know that I had been in here (even though he most likely already knows), and I turned to finally leave after closing the drawer where I thought it was. I took one last look at the room, knowing that I was most likely never going to see it again, and thought about my decision.

Should I take the necklace?

No, because he might get rid of it if I took it or will try and do something to me.

But no one's here to see me take it...

I shook my head and heard the sounds of a chair screeching across wooden floors somewhere beneath me. Taking the necklace in my hands, I left the room and tried to conceal my uneven, ragged breaths. I hurried over to where I was staying and shut the door behind me as quietly as possible. I slid down the door and tried to keep tears from coming out of my eyes. He was going to kill Joshua no matter what, and I couldn't do anything. I looked over at the corner of the room and saw the floor mirror. I glared at the collar around my neck, but didn't dare put my hands anywhere close to it.

Nikolai was the cause of everything happening to me, Joshua, and everyone else. And he had everyone, including the Archangels wrapped around his finger.

I stood up and examined the bolts on the chair. They weren't budging anytime soon and the pens and pencils on the desk were attached by a thin chain. I grabbed the chain of one of them and pulled on it, twisting and turning it. I put the chain on the sharp edge of the desk, and moved it back and forth like a saw to try and break it off. The only think I did successfully was dent the desk and I let out a sigh of annoyance before throwing the pencil onto the desk. What did he expect me do do with them if he wasn't going to give me any kind of paper. I suddenly remembered the paper in my hand and unfurled it, smoothing out the wrinkles. I messily scribbled down a note addressed to Solaris, or whoever received the note and noticed the bird that had been visiting me all week at the window. She flew down to me and I lightly pet the feathers on top of her head. The tiny dove, in response, made a 'cooing' noise.

"Aren't you just adorable," I said. "You wouldn't mind if I gave you this note, would you? As long as you get it to someone, I don't care where it goes, just take it away from here, alright? Or, unless you happen to know Solaris, take it to her." I looked at the note which was currently laid out on the desk, and realized I didn't have anything to tie it with. I looked at my necklace that was lying next to the note and grabbed it. Holding it to my chest, I felt like a part of would be ripped away if I gave this necklace to the bird.

But, there wasn't any time for hesitation now.

Tying the note onto the bird's leg with the necklace to act as a string, I watched the bird fly away through the window, but couldn't help but wonder why that bird kept appearing around me. It wasn't exactly normal to say the least. I shrugged and decided it would be best to leave some things untold. After all, this bird could be my ticket out of here, and I would take every chance I could get.

Walking over to the bed, I collapsed on it, resting my hands behind my head. There wasn't a way out of this place on my own, and no one would notice my absence. I only remember staying there for a few minutes, staring at the plain ceiling above me when the door burst open and a knot formed in my stomach as a feeling of dread overcame me.

"So, did you really think that you could go through my things without my permission first?"