Safe place.

Bloodlust

Some people are just born
with tragedy in their blood.

-anonymous

Arabella's POV-

Never once in my whole life did I think I would be in this position.

In a cage that is tied to a tree branch, hence me swinging in mid air, in the middle of a huge camp surrounded by filthy boys.

They all are watching me like if I were a piece of meat.

"Boys!" I hear the same voice that commanded these shitbitches to put me in this cage yell.

I grip the metal bars in front of me and look down at the camp, it's Pan.

"How's our prisoner?" He asked smirking up at me. I shot him a glare and waited for the shitbitches to respond.

"She hasn't said a word!"

"She's so quiet!"

"Not one smart ass remark! When we found her on the beach, she-"

"Was feisty!"

Yup, hard to believe? I actually kept my big mouth shut for two hours of my life. The last two hours that I've been in this cage, I've killed them with my silence.

"Hmm, so our little birdy isn't singing anymore?" He asked fake pouting whilst looking at me once again. Fuck him.

Everyone watched me, waiting for my response but all I did was glare at him and turn away.
I sat with my back leaning onto the metal bars and my arms crossed childishly.

"I asked you a question Arabella. I will not be ignored." I hear a dark voice say. I look a head of me and see forest green eyes that made my stomach lurch. How the fuck did he just appear in my cage like that?

Shit, does he teleport too?

Oh my god. I can teleport. Why the fuck haven't I don't that?

I closed my eyes and thought about the beach, and how the crystal blue water hits my toes, and how the grains of sand feel up my ass... and the sound of the waves overlapping each other...

I opened my eyes and to my disappointment. I'm still in the damn cage with Pan.

"Do you think I'm stupid? The cage is enchanted, no magic can be used against it." He stated as if it was the most obvious thing on the world.

"Then how did you teleport here?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Ah, so the birdy sings." He said once again smirking. If only I could slap that beautiful but annoying smirk off his face.

"So, now that your speaking... why did you keep running from the boys and I?" He talked to me as if I were a four year old. He then lifted my chin and stoked my hair.

I snapped my head away and glared at him.

"Answer me when I speak to you... do not test me." He said with a dark look.

"I do not have to tell you anything. Get the fuck away from me!" I yelled.

His eyes turned a darker shade of green and his fists clenched together. Ahhhh shit.

"Boys, go to your tree houses. I think it's time for Arabella and I to have some alone time!" He roared menacingly. All the boys scurried away.

He then crawled closer to me until my back was pressed against the metal bars.

"Get away from-"

"Darling, fate might forgive greed, gluttony, or even bloodlust... but it never ignores being ignored." He whispered into my ear.

"Are you saying that your my fate?" I asked scoffing.

"I'm not just saying it, you better believe that I'm your fate. The sooner you realize it, the sooner your torture will end." He whispered yet again smirking.

Torture?

I then felt an excruciating pain swallow my chest whole.

The same pain that comes with the purplish hair... and eyes.

I began screaming and tugging at my hair.

Pan then looked up at me and his face immediately dropped. He look scared... worried... and confused.

"Arabella..."