Chapter 4

Third Person's POV

That night both parties were left to dwell with their thoughts.

The Prince, now in his spacious, masculine yet gothic bedroom, kept pacing. He was still trying to figure out why his pet's scent is identical to the human that ruined his brother's life.

He could smell her from here. Although she smelt sweet and he'll never admit that to anyone, himself included, it bothers him so much so that he felt like he was losing his mind

Her heartbeat is heard, beating rhythmically. It frustrates him. Not only is she in his chambers but he has to face her everyday until his family decides that he has moved on.

He couldn't kill her, no, they'll just bring another one. But he's still conflicted. He acted tough, like he could deal with her but he actually wants to go back to his petless life where he didn't have to drag a human around with him.

Stupid birthday, he thought.

Why didn't his mother just throw a party. It would've been much better than this.

Instead she bought him his own personal devil.

Bella felt irritated by the movements made by the Prince. She preferred being in the slave quarters than this place. No offence to the super comfy mattress and silky, soft, nice smelling sheets, of course.

Since he's keeping her awake, she couldn't help my miss her hellhole that has been her home for years. Her friends that are no doubt, decaying in a pit somewhere surrounded by other decaying corpses.

With that thought only, she felt a lump on her throat, tears blurring her vision.

Suddenly she had a hard time breathing.

A microsob escaped her, tears rolling down her face.

The excitement she had about letting herself out of her cage and introducing herself to her 'Master' was slowly diminishing.

The good old grief, no matter how hard she tries to just live through it, keeps peeping letting itself known. Spreading through her body, numbing her, stripping her of her nonexistent happy life.

It's like every time she tried to smile, that little demon would just wipe it off smugly. And she was frequently reminded of her pitiful life.

Letting her memories lull her to sleep, she closed her eyes and breathed, "Vengeance".

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BELLA'S POV

This room isn't bad considering the place I used to reside in. Yes, it was not dirty or stinky but it was still a cell. It reminded me of how shackled I am. Bound to a loatheful vampire.

Thinking about it now, I realize that now I'm on my own. I got no one to live for but don't mistake that with me wanting to die suddenly.

Nope.

Like a bullet would, 'Sebby' whizzed to my cell.

Probably good since I don't have to hear his footsteps. Not that he stomps or anything. He's graceful, I'll give him that.

He's the Prince after all.

When the door opened I couldn't bring myself to turn and face my potential nemesis if not already.

He stepped in and...

Nothing?

I stay like that for a moment or so. He's quiet.

Now I'm weirded out.

I reluctantly turn and face him.

He's looking at me weirdly.

"What, no insults today?" I mock, "and here I was thinking you-"

"I thought I told you not to speak to me nor look at me," he glares at me.

"Oh you did," I say sweetly, smiling.

"So?"

"So what?"

"Damnit human you're doing the exact opposite!"

"I know. "

He growls.

Butterflies. They invade my abdominal region.

"Oh come on, you didn't expect me to really do all that bullcrap, did ya?"

"You seem to forget your place."

He steps forward.

"And what place is that?"

"Under me."

My breath hitches.

I'm sure he didn't mean it that way but damn.

Wait what's wrong with me? I slept with such hate for this leech but now I feel like pressing myself against him and breath ing in his scent.

He seems to notice that I'm lost in my pit of thoughts.

"What no come back?"

"I... uh huh?"

He raises his eyebrow, smirking subtly.

"Ahem... I thought you wanted me to be mute, leech," i fold my arms.

In a nano second he's right in front of me, eyes red.

My breath hitches again.

"What did you just say?!"

"Oh you heard me, leech."

I'm in the air, his hand on my throat.

And the next second I'm flying and hitting my head on the wall for the hundredth time, this time landing with a sickening crack.

Lights out.

SEBASTIÁN'S POV

Crap.

What did I say about another pet. Well hello.

Leech

Leech

Leech

Leech

I couldn't take that. She said exactly what that little bitch said to my ohsoblinded brother.

And sounded exactly like her!!!

My fangs protrude and irises redden as I smell blood.

My eyes fall on the source.

Her head.

Now red and green fight for dominance, both wanting to cloud my iris. My mind torn between wanting to drain all the blood she possesses in the body and wanting to cradle her and healing her.

I settle for both.

I carry her to the bed, bite my wrist and feed her my blood.

I watch closely, normally when a human suffers this kind of injury, they wake up from their coma a week or two later after ingesting the vampire's blood. She would've died if I didn't offer my blood. But from the force I used to strangled, I'm sure her airway was severed and the impact from the fall would've led her to her demise.

I'm surprised he was alive when I got to her.

Yet she's stirring now. Fully healed.

What sorcery is this?

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BELLA'S POV

Boulder to my head.

Someone surely smashed my head with it a couple of times.

I try to move and wince.

Dang it!

What happened?

This scent is familiar although I also smell blood.

I open my eyes.

Green, shocked eyes stare back at me.

I scream.

"Shit human!!!" The man shouts, trying to cover his ears.

"Wh.. Who are y-you?" I whimper.

He gives me a quizical look.

"Who are you?"

"Huma-"

"Where's my mother?"

I shift away from the man.

His eyebrows furrow.

"Where's my mommy?!"

Silence.

"Where's... where's Bailey?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Where am I?!"

Something flashes in his eyes, like realizing something.

"Shit," he mutters under his breath and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Sir, where's mommy?! Where's Bailey?"

My sobs are the only thing that fills the silence.

"Where's my TWIN SISTER!!!!"