Love Conquers All

Chapter Three

Georges POV

Where am I and why cant I sleep?

One minute I'm curled under  Philip's arm and the next Im gettinf dragged out of the bed and everything going black.

The room smells of pine and Cherry Blossoms. Its damp and cold, my bare feet are freezing against the cold stone floor. I cant see anything in the room and my mouth is stuffed with a  dish towel, still leaving the tang of soap in my mouth.

The door opens and I squint at the harsh light.  It's Aaron. I growl and try to lunge against my chains, my hands are tied firmly behind my back and legs anchored to the ground. He gives me a cheerful and starts placing lanterns around the room in each corner, soon the room is softly drenched in light. 

As he walks around and adjusted the flames I study my surroundings.  A room no bigger the Philip's with a worn and beaten bed in the corner, a bookshelf with three books on it ,and a cramped bathroom shoved in the corner.  I shiver as I  remember my anything but fond memories of this room.

Aaron pulls a chair around and sits down infront of me, placing a lamp between us. We sit in silence for a minutes. His eyes slowly take me in and he fixes the collar of his shirt, hiding hickies . I cock an eyebrow and he glares before it melts into a soft smile.

"How are you doing George?" He smiles and I pull at my wrist, filling the room with the sound of chains.

I glare and try to speak around the cloth, not saying very clean things.  Hanging around the city, you learn new swears quickly. He reaches over and slowly pulls the cloth out. I gasp for air and gag and the taste shaking my head.

"Want to try that again?" He hums and leans back in his chair. My eyes meet his and I study myself. Man I look like worse shit, theres blood running down the side of my head and I've got a black eye to show for my struggle.

"What the hell do you want?" I snap. He sighs and cocks his head, he slowly taps his fingers over his knee.

"I think you know whar I want." He says . " A little birdy told me that you think that you know what you are."

"I do. So I suggest you let me go before I kill you and your new lover. " I jerk my head to the hickies. He frowns and trials his fingers over the map of brusies on his neck.  Obviously not impressed.

"I think you've forgotten George, I raised you.  I know when you're bluffing and when you're not." He hums and rubs his jaw with his knuckles. "And right now, You're bluffing."

"And if I'm not?" I raise my head.

"Then you could  stop an army in it's tracks."  He snarls and stands, he starts pacing ."

"So could  Alex or Thomas.  You play with them like a ball between your hands, yet you treat me like shit. I must not be that special. " I pull at the cuffs and ignore the screaming pain shooting up my arms on protest.

"George, you are much, much ,much  more poweful and immporant then those two." He sits back down and  his leg bounces with nerves." You are not weak like them. They have to constantly worry about eachother and their family. You," he laughs," You could protect an entire country and fight the Earth. "

"Then I hope I never know what I am." I shake my head and sneer at him." I don't want to help you or anyone of the likes of you. You're just a big bully that slaughters until he gets what he wants."

"Just like what I did with Dolly?" He smirks. I lunge against the chains and start pulling, the cuffs dig deeper into my wrists, they refuse to budge. He leans back and eyes widen, suprised by my response.

"You don't deserve to even think about her name!" I snap at him." She was an amazing nice ,woman, and you ended her life! You of all people are the least worthy to even utter her name!"

We sit in silence, I'm panting and trying to get my anger back in check.

"Are you done?" He cocks an eyebrow and sits forward so his elbows are on his knees. 

I gasp and my back arches off the back of the chair as all the air is squeezed out of my lungs, his eyes glow a cool blue as he grits his teeth. I feel my ribs start to ctack and organs press together. My eyes flutter and I cry out in pain.

"You will give me respect George..." He hisses and stands, the grip tightens and I scream. His hand  grips my jaw tightly and makes me look at him with tears in my eyes." You are still my little toy, I control you. Don't forget that."

I nod and air rushes back to my lungs and I double over.  I cough and my bones slowly mend themselves back together. Aaron stands and starts to the door.

"Get comfy George, You're going to be here a while. " he stops in the door and looks at me with cold eyes.

"Because you're little prince wont be able to save you here." The door slams shut