Chapter 21: To Fetch a Pail of Water

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“Good morning beautiful.” He whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek.

“Good morning.” I replied while rolling over and kissing his mouth. He smiled into the kiss as he started to kiss me back roughly. He began biting my lip making me giggle and I let his tongue enter my mouth. His tongue and mine fought for dominance but I let his win and it explored my mouth. Once he got bored with my mouth he moved kisses and bites down to my collar bone making me let out soft little moans. He chuckled and smirked against my warming skin making the heat grow.

“Ok Peter I think we have to get ready, the lost boys are waiting for instructions.” He kept nuzzling his face in my neck kissing every inch of skin.

“Ten more minutes.” He groaned into my neck.

“Peter, Henry’s family is here and I don’t want you to be distracted if they come and save him.” He groaned in my neck and slowly lifted it to look at me in my face.

“Fine but we are finishing this later.” He placed a quick peck on my mouth and got out of the bed. He put on a shirt and smirked at me before he left the tent. I looked at the night gown he insisted me wear because he was in love with my new attitude. He put me in a pink nightgown the showed off my bust and put my hair in a messy fishtail.  I sigh and rolled out of the warm comfortable bed not ready to leave it. I snap my fingers to change into my new outfit. My legs were covered by leather skin tight pants, my corset was tightly covering my chest, and my hair came down in waves. I picked up the mirror pan had on his desk and looked inside. My lips were a dark red that matched my mother’s necklace that loosely hung around my neck. My corset was a light grey, with a black swirl pattern, that ended at my hips. Something was burning in my stomach, more than it has been before, and it felt good but horrible at the same time. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t recognize myself. I have let it overcome me and now it was in control. It was all because of John, he turned me into this, this thing. I will never be the same, I will always hurt the people I love. I threw the mirror at the ground, my breath picked up, while I panted. I will destroy anything that would hurt my love because that is all I have left, nothing in this world is worth anything to me except my love. The power ran through my veins reaching every part of my body. The darkness was consuming and my natural light was dimming. I was even dressing different than normal because of it. I walked out of the tent wanting to get some air, the feeling was coming into me again the more I thought about it. I opened the flap of the tent and looked out to the sunny day. The lost boys were busier than they normally were, making weapons and practicing their aim. I ignored them and started walking to the opening for the beach, not wanting anybody to see me like this. Walking in these boots were impossible, why did I pick these damn things?

                I was on the beach and it seemed so peaceful. Even though it was beautiful it could also be deadly and many people can die from its power.  The beach calms me, I guess that’s why I come here so often. When I just need some air or just need to forget. The darkness died down but I still felt it buzzing through my veins. I wonder what made me like this, was I born like this or did I grow into this? Is this why dad left because he just knew one day I would break down and destroy? Tears started to slide down my face as I remembered the hill my father took me to. He told me it’s where he brought mom when he asked her to marry him. When I was missing her I would sneak out and sit on the hill and look out at the stars. Dad found me there one day and he told me mom was looking down at me from the stars that she will always keep me safe, well I guess he was wrong.

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