[ON HOLD] Exclusion, Confusion And Delusion.

Chapter 16: Lies

"What do you mean you can't see me anymore?" Valoria runs to keep up with Julian's strides, holding on to her pregnant stomach. "You keep me in hiding, and ignore me for months. Now that I'm due to birth you're sending me away."

Julian keeps walking down the narrow hallway, stopping at the door, back facing her. "No one must know about the child, by midnight collect all of your belongings and leave the premises and never return again."

"Julian... I don't understand... I thought you loved me, I thought you would fight for us... For the baby." Valoria declared.

Reaching out to touch the Julian's shoulder, before she could, he walks out, slamming the door in her face. A door she knows she isn't permitted to ever go through.

Valoria returns to her room, it was quite tiny, there was a small  bathroom and one window that she occasionally opened to allow fresh air since she was forbidden to go outside.

Food would be slid under the door for her, from an unknown person.

She collects her small amount of possessions, she didn't do much or have much, she often knitted blankets and tiny stuffed animals. There was one stuffed animal she couldn't find though, it was an elephant Julian helped her make when they first got news of the pregnancy, they named it paisley, there initials were sewn onto the foot of the elephant.

She made sure to wrap her journal in the blankets and yarn, every day she wrote things she heard and saw from the tiny window on her wall. Things that others would be appalled by, secrets and lies that could put the fairy empire on its knees.

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I'm forced in and out of the dreams, the most I see, the more it makes sense to me.

I could see everything vividly now, the aged stone walls and rustic wooden floors that confined Valoria for months beyond in, it was to small for anyone especially someone with child. Valoria was quite petite her ginger hair draped over her angelic face, her ivy green eyes were filled with exclusion, she had no idea what will happen to her child.

I walked around the room, it feels like I'm actually in the room with her. The drafty wood squeaking under my bare feet, the smell of stale stone walls and the faint sound of fairy children playing.

Oh, how it must've of been dreadful being isolated in a tiny room for months not being told anything about your future or your child's.

I'm suddenly weaved in and out the memories of Valoria, memories that became nightmares.

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"I can't do it! I can't." Valoria screeches in pain.

"Come on, one more push, you're almost there." The midwife assures Valoria.

Sweat rolls down the exhausted Valoria's forehead, the room she's in now is bigger than the one at the castle. Even though it was more spacious, it wasn't the most hygienic.

New born cries pierce the thick mucky air. "Oh my, he's so beautiful." Valoria chokes. "He looks just like his father." Immediately after uttering those words she breaks down sobbing.

"Well, ma'am, not to be brash but..." She sniffs the air. "What is he? He smells so... Different. " She stares at the crying newborn pressed against her bare chest. "Is he?" The midwife questions.

"My baby... My baby is different." Valoria soothes the infant. "Different in every amazing way."

Curious the midwife inches closer.

"Have you chosen a name for your baby?"

Valoria snivels. "His... His name is... Issac."

"Issac? That sounds different, a mighty great name for a mighty boy. Well, let's get you and Issac cleaned up, you and him both will need plenty of rest."

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Issac was a spitting image of Luciville, you would think they're identical twins, the only difference was his ginger hair, and fair skin.

Issac wasn't the monster everyone made him out to be, he helped his mother in the fields, milked the cows and cleared the hay. When Julian sent them away, they were forced to live in ghettos far below the castle. Without a masking potion he was always the talk of the small towns.

Fairies are known as an understanding race, but cruel to the unknown and different. Issac was constantly being beat up and  having things thrown at him, his childhood wasn't good he was severely being bullied from the moment he left his home, even though it didn't stop the abuse. Even Valoria was called a whore a who birthed a mutt bastard, fairy children are quite cruel children.

Their home was even being tampered with even worse, they actually burned It down completely, they weren't keen to the idea of a Vampire on their land.

How could my grandfather subject the woman that he claims he loves and his first born to such a thing, it's like I've been fed lies all my life, Issac isn't the monster... Julian is.

***I don't know how I feel about this chapter, I've been delaying writing its cause going into the past is quite a new and difficult thing for me to do, Evie is looking at all the events that led up to current day and it's quite a long lead of events, so please bare with me Evie will be awaken soon. ***