Angel Of Mine

5

I had been locked in the room for 2 days so far and i keep hearing shouting, except it's muffled through the door and i can't tell qho it us or what they're saying.

For the 2 days i've been locked in this room i did few things. I cried a lot, took a shower, tried to repair the mirror, failed miserably, and added a few cuts to my arms.

I don't know why this hurt me so much. I barely knew this man, but he took me in and had tried to care for me. I was more hurt by the fact that blake's brother (jax i think?) Had done something so horrible to me, thiugh it doesn't suprise me, he did torture me within an hour of our first encounter.

I sat in the window and looked out into the world that i may never get to see again. The sky was dark and it looked like it was about to rain.

I remembered all the good times i had with my parents in the rain. Mom would manipulate the raindrops and tell stories while dad would chase me and twirl me around in his arms. Eventually we would fall and laugh as they would begin singing to me.

I can still remember their voices as they sang

I miss them so much...

And with that thought my tears hit the other side of the glass perfectly reflecting the rain. I cry with my face burried in my knees for what seemed like hours.

Eventually i stop crying and lay on the bed in blake's spot as i take in his scent. I miss him. I have so much frustration and i can't keep taking my anger out on my arms because it could be lethal. But would death be that bad though?

A few more tears fall down my face and i walk back to the corner of the room. I bang my head on the wall a couple of times and then trade it for my fists. I keep punching the wall ignoring the pain that's coursing through my body.

I keep punching the wall letting my frustration out. The wall is stone so it's holding well. I pour my frustration into this punch and it was different. I heard two different pitch cracks.

I grab my hand as i scream in pain. I look at the wall where i was punching and it had a crack in it. Did i do that? Was the only thought that ran through my head because my hand was giving off indescribable pain.

Every time i moved my hand to ease my other hand i screamed some more because it caused more pain.

The door had swung open with a worried maid and blake with a ptotective yet worried expression on his face.

He looked around the room as if to look for intruders then saw me with my hand. I had just noticed it was purple and covered in blood. He became pale and tried to pick me up. Despite the pain and longing i felt i was still scared of him so i tried to push away and free my self.

I had walked to the maid as she understood and began taking me to away. As i walked i looked back and saw blake with a hurt expression on his face. Does he really feel bad? I was still scared of him.

The maid took me to a room where she wiped away the blood. I kept grunting in pain but tried to keep my hand still. Eventuall she spoke up saying "you've broken your hand. I'm going to have to correct it's place and bandage it up okay?" I nodded.

She kept moving the bones around in my hand as i screamed and groaned. This didn't hurt as bad as when i broke my hand but it was still agonizing.

When she had finished moving my bines around there was more blood. Blake had barely walked in the doorway when he stopped ubruptly and his eyes became dark red compared to their usual golden brown.

He backed away but didn't take his eyes off of me. I still felt uncomfortable in his gaze but atleast it distracted me from the pain until the maid started putting bandages on it. I bit my lip and squeezed my shirt because let me tell you, that hurt!

The maid had finished, packed up and left. Left me with blake in yet another room i couldn't escape from.

Blake had reached for me but before he could i flinched away and curled into a ball again. It was my safe space, but nowhere was safe from him.

Blake stood still for a moment. I looked towards him the looked away. I saw a paper on the floor with writing, a note. I guess the made had left it. It read 'you're bleeding, be careful around here.'

I was confused but then it hit me, i was trapped in a castle full of vampires.

Blake came up to me and i curled again. He jerked me up "what were you doing that you broke your hand?!" I flinched, his voice was powerful and scary. "Answer me!" He said, he had grabbed my hand and looked pained like he was trying so hard not to do something, i could only imagine what that something was.

He pushed me againat the wall and held his hand against my chest, it was close to my throat. He looked at my neck and the fear became overwhelming, i cried again.

He backed away with a hurt expression "you're scared of me... Why?" I was too scared to say anything.

I fell to the floor again and as he yelled "hey! I'm talking to you!" I put my hands over my head and fell into my knees.

I heard him sigh and he lifted me. I tried to push away but he said "stop!" Reluctantly i did. He carried me back to the room and put me on the bed.

I shook my head and crawled onto the floor "get onto the bed" he said with a sigh, i argued "i don't want to" "fine" he sat on the floor with me.

"Look i'm sorry. I was angry and got carried away. I promise i would never hurt you on purpose." I felt betrayed by his words "except you did. You and jax both." Not a second after i said it i realized what i said, and so did blake.

"What did jax do to you?" He asked both sad and angry. I already said too much, jax would hurt me again if he found out. So i ran into the bathroom to escape the questions.

I tried to lock the door bet blake pushed in before i could "hey, did he threaten you? Look i can protect you but you need to tell me what happened?" I gave up on pushing him because he was stronger than me. "If i said anything he said he would make it worse"

That's when he became angry. He grabbed my wrist and dragged me away. I cried and tried to get away, scared of what may happen or what he would do.

Blake burst into what must have been jax's room because there he was, confused. Blake let me go and grabbed jax against the wall "what the hell did you do to alex?!" He said with anger marinating his voice. Jax looked dead at me with anger in his voice "what did you tell him?!" Blake punched him "nothing! He's too scared of you!" Jax countered saying "he should be." He practically spit the last part out.

Blake asked again "what did you do?! He said you threatened him!" And with thise words jax threw blake across the room and shoved me against the wall. He punched me on the jaw and blood came out of my mouth "you told?! What did i tell you would happen if you did?!" He threw me on the ground and kicked me in the stomache. He tried to attack me more but was pulled away by blake.

They kept arguing and i could barely move, but through all the pain i used what littke energy i had to run back to the room and lock myself in the bathroom. I rolled my sleeves and looked at my arms. The cuts still present and nit fully healed.

I grabbed a piece of mirror and added 4 more cuts.
I deserve this.
I'm worthless.
Noone loves me.
I'm not good enough.
I'm never going to be good enough.