Beauty and The Vampire

Planning

This chapter is just sort of a filler since I don't want to just rush into things. For some reason I found it harder to write this chapter which is why I updated late. 

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I punched harder, feeling my knuckles crunch against the sand bag, following by another punch. I kept this repetitive motion going, feeling satisfied at my progress, throwing in a sharp high kick into the mix. 

I could feel his eyes burning the back of my neck, and I couldn't help but to punch harder to impress him. 

He walked to the side of me, and my eyes took a few seconds to draw all of his shirtless self in. This was definitely a motivation to make me work harder. 

The time we spent working out together, I had memorized every crevice of his muscles, the way they dipped down into a flex with every strike he made, and watched as they expand back to their original form as he released a breath. 

I saw everything, but it didn't mean that I was use to it. 

I had stopped in awe as I saw him hit the bag with much greater force than I could ever have. His concentration was deadly, and it's almost as if he wasn't punching just a bag with the intent to kill he had in his eyes. 

He let out a smirk when he noticed me staring and all I could do was harden my jaw in hopes that he wouldn't notice my flushed composure. 

If I thought shirtless him was hot, sweaty him was another thing. 

It took everything I had to not blush and not falter my hard gaze. 

For the past months, I did everything to stay away. Knowing that it was just a stupid curse making me feel this way. I slipped every now and then, especially when he looked like this, and a  part of me knew that he was doing this on purpose. 

Alec had no qualms about making his affections clear, showing his superiority every moment he was around me, with his cheeky smile included. 

He threw another punch before slowing down to a stop. He grabs a water bottle and I being hypnotized, watched as he drained the water, seeing a few droplets escape and go down his neck. 

He tilted the water bottle to me, "Want some?" he smiled, knowing exactly what he was doing. 

I threw the sweaty towel in my hands at him, mumbling "ass" before storming away. 

This wasn't the time to let myself relax. We both knew what was going to happen soon. 

I was going to kill Luka, and after...

I ran my hands threw my hair, gripping my roots at the top lightly as I let out a sigh. I had no idea what I was going to do after. 

Go back to school possibly, go see all my friends, but something about that didn't settle well with me. I was no longer the old Charity. I was't weak, and I wasn't naive anymore, and... 

Then there was Alec. 

I had no idea what to do with him, and I felt guilty that I was his only release from the curse. It was a continuous battle with myself. Telling myself that maybe he deserved this, and then the next scene was me scolding myself that people change. 

There was other things.

I was scared of letting myself succumb to the affection that was between us. I never was with anyone before, and it hurt that this was only because of the curse. Then I wasn't sure if Alec was just following along, or just using me to make me fall in love to get what he wanted. I trusted once, but now things were different. Luka taught me that. 

I felt comfort, feeling the dagger lay hidden underneath my sleeve. 

I wasn't going to let myself be hurt ever again. I wasn't going to be weak. 

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I was in the weapons room, sharpening my daggers, as Charles walked in. 

"You know you'd be a pretty little lass, without them' scowl on 'er face." 

In response, I gave him a smile, and not the good kind. 

He held up his hands again. "Now, now don't ya' get grumpy on me." 

"What do you want Charles?" I snapped, wanting to get to the point as to why he was bothering me. 

"It's Alec."

"Alec?" I hated how my voice came out alarmed, worried for his safety. 

I cursed when Charles didn't fail to notice it too, giving out a chuckle. "Ay' Alec." 

"What about Alec," I said grumpily as I picked up another blade to sharpen. 

"Ya' know he likes ya' right?" 

A screeching noise came out from the dagger I was sharpening as I heard him say that. I felt my mood worsen with once again, this subject. It seemed that no matter what I did, it was always thrown back into my thoughts. 

"Yes I am very well aware of this Charles, and?" He let out a gruff, peering his cobalt, blue eyes at me. 

"He is a good man." 

"And?" 

He now seemed frustrated at my lack of emotion, seeing his eyes squint in disapproval as he stared at me, as if it were going to suddenly change my mind on how I felt about Alec. 

"Look Charles, if I were to go liking every good man out there I would have a lot of boys swarming out my door right now. Alec only likes me because of the curse anyways." My patience was wearing thin right now. 

"Ya' only think he likes ya' cause of the' curse do you?" 

A spark of warmth came through me at those words, and I mentally choked myself at letting myself hope that it was something different. I killed myself, being so happy at the thought that he possibly may actually like me for me. 

I couldn't have feelings. 

"Whatever Charles, let me get back to work." 

Charles pondered for a brief second, but thankfully took the better option and left the room, leaving me to my angry shaving of the blades. 

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I waited until it was dark. 

I saw as the people began settling down for a nights rest, dimming their laps, leaving the village to a quiet hum. Besides the guards outside at their post, their was no one in sight, just like I wanted. 

I prepared for this. It took me a month to find the perfect location in leaving unnoticed. It took me another month to learn the schedules of every single guard, and then the rest was to plan. 

I was ready. 

I secured the knot holding all my daggers pinned to my clothing, and grabbed the small duffle bag filled of small rations of food for the time I would be away. 

I had to kill Luka.

Alone.

I waited, as I saw the guards switch into their night positions.

I slipped out the back of the hut with no problem, and into the woods in a quiet jog until I reached the blind spot. 

No one knew of this place, countless of journeys into the small part of the forest that was contained in the village, and I finally found it. 

There was a small opening in the gate from natural decay, and I was just the right size to fit through it, and I did. 

I hid myself into the endless forrest in front of me. Knowing exactly how to get to Luka from the map that I had implanted into my memory.

I was coming for him. 

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