Consequence

Chapter 8

April 20, 1813

I tossed and turned all last night, not getting any sleep. My world felt like it was speeding faster than it ever had before and every minute felt like a second.

I hate to admit that it was all the fault of Dominik Klein. He broke a promise, which in itself isn't a surprise because he's a jerk. But I still had a small fragment of hope that he would manage to keep it, at least for a while. A hope that was obviously misplaced.

I never forget promises because people rarely make them to me. So, I remember what he swore to me, word for word. "I promise I won't touch you again."

Then a couple days later he breaks the promise. And it's not like he just accidentally brushed past me or something. No of course not! He quite literally embraced me and then proceeded to kiss my neck.

I mean I'm not going to lie, I kind of, maybe, enjoyed it. But only for a second. And like I said before, every minute felt like a second. This means that a second of pleasure was practically a mere millisecond. It makes perfect sense, at least to me.

Ok so I might be rambling on a bit but come on he wasn't that good of a kisser. I thought back to how his cool lips felt against my warm skin. Nah, it was definitely not that good.

But then again, how would I know? I literally have no one to compare him to.

Plus, what was that thing towards the end? He has to be the devil, I mean the man (if he even is one) had fangs. I felt their sharpness against my skin. No doubt about it, they were fangs.

At least, he pulled away before he sunk his teeth into my skin sucking the life out of me. What if he only adopted me so that he can use me and kill me. Just like how he talked about the servants, he uses them and then discards them. What if that's his way of saying he kills them?

Fear ran through me as I successfully pieced together every odd thing I've seen and heard so far from the day I met Dominik.

I remembered how when I tried to run from him, the day I was supposed to leave the orphanage, he chased me down. I was sweating and breathing heavily while he caught me without even breaking a sweat. His heart wasn't exploding out of his chest like mine. I don't even remember if it was beating at all.

I read in one of my legends that demons were coldblooded creatures. I thought back to his icy touch when he grabbed my hands the first time. Yesterday, when he grabbed my hand again, although it was soft, I could feel the same coldness. Not only were his hands cool but also his lips when they touched my neck.

Those are only the subtle things I've noticed. I can't forget how his eyes turned red like blood and that his teeth felt like fangs. That's some pretty supernatural, demonic stuff, if you ask me.

I shot myself out of bed, although it was still about an hour before dawn. I changed out of my nightgown and rummaged through my wardrobe until I found a black dress. I hoped that since it was still dark, this color would help me blend in with the shadows.

I know Vera will call me out later for wearing it since it was springtime and black was totally "out of season". But I didn't have time to think about any of that now. Thinking of Vera only furthered my desire to know what Dominik truly is since she referred to him as a devil more than once.

I wore the same black flats as yesterday and walked around my room making sure that they didn't make much noise. Sadly, they did.

Dang it, stupid shoes! I thought throwing them in the general direction of the wardrobe.

I heard something smash and I quickly lit a candle to see what I broke.

Uh-oh. It was a beautiful vase that was probably placed on the tabletop of my vanity by one of the maids. It was white with a golden pattern on it. Now it was shattered into pieces on the wooden floor.