Chapter Eighty_Five: The Mistress In Red, The Offers In Black And Green
Song recommended: Gangsta By Sofia Karlberg (Version)
Her words wouldn't stop running in my mind and though I would smile, eat and greet people, though I would watch them bow before him and feel him occasionally pinch me, so that I could focus on meeting the different beings, I couldn't help but wonder why I felt so trapped by the idea of not going back home.
I could feel her eyes on my back and at times I would catch the glances some of the woman. Some were filled with pity and others filled with hate. Only few watched me with curiosity. I wondered if these were the gazes all the other girls received or if this was me having to deal with possibilities.
Pity.
That four letter word sickened me because I hated it with everything in me. She wasn't struggling but she felt as though she was. But shouldn't she be? After all, she was the one having to deal with this kind of adjustment. Or was there a lesson she was completely missing?
Did God even exist in this case or was I the one to just overthink?
"Aria," she heard and turned to see Silver stretching out his hand towards her. Her eyebrows creased with confusion as she wondered why he offered her his hand. She turned around and noticed that there was an octra around them, setting up their stuff. She had not known that there was an octra in this realm.
A woman stood before them, a mic set up in front her of her and everything finally clicked. He wanted them to dance, her lips set themselves in a thin line as she didn't expect this. Yet the way he awaited her, showed her there was no turning back, especially as she could hear the small whispers spreading around her.
She felt like smacking him for putting her in the spotlight.
I need a gangsta
To love me better
Than all the others do
To always forgive me
Ride or die with me
That's just what gangsters do
The woman's voice was sweet yet strong as she sang acapella first. It calmed her mind for a bit as she felt Silver take her hand and wrap his left arm around her waist. She could feel the care in which he held her and it was enough to make her sigh from content.
That feeling of content. It was such a rare feeling but for some reason… she felt it with him.
I'm fucked up, I'm black and blue
I'm built for it, all the abuse
I got secrets, that nobody, nobody, nobody knows
I'm good on, that pussy shit
I don't want, what I can get
I want someone, with secrets
That nobody, nobody knows
They moved as the song processed and they moved around the room as though they were the only two. She made her body light so that whenever he had the opportunity he could easily twirl her around. She was grateful that the heels that she had on were comfortable and that the dress made it easy for her to move against him.
I need a gangsta
To love me better
Than all the others do
To always forgive me
Ride or die with me
That's just what gangsters do
He turned her back to his front and held her waist carefully as he raised her arms. He delicately touched her and she closed her eyes. She wanted to hear the music and the violins that played with the woman's voice in mix. She wanted to just feel his hands as he turned her and made her feel everything when they moved backwards.
When the song stopped, she let out another sigh, feeling more relaxed and at…
'Home.' She heard and opened her eyes. Immediately locking them with his. He placed his hands on her face and laid a fragile kiss on her forehead. She took in a deep whiff of his scent and didn't want to move from this very place.
And that was enough to tell her that this was about to be her doom. That he was about to be her doom. 'Quin,' she called and immediately when she could feel her presence, she stepped away from him. "I need the bathroom." She excused and turned to walk away from him and the beings in the room.
They all overwhelmed her. When they stepped out of the ballroom, they headed straight for her room so that she could have her own privacy. Quin was quiet on the way there and then they heard a clashing sound. Immediately stopping, they locked eyes with each other and Quin signalled for her to go to her room.
Feeling unease about the situation she nodded and hurried to the room. Once in she locked the door and stepped back. Feeling as though her anxiety was about to choke her, when she stepped away from the door. She heard a click and turned to find someone sitting on her chair. Overlooking the view.
"Such a beautiful human yet such an unwise choice, this time by the Oscuridad El Reino." She heard a man said. When he turned to her, she remembered who he was. "Here is an offer that may save your life. Would you like a way out of here and back home? Would you like your life back?" he asked as he opened his hand.
And a swirling ball of green fire was relieved.
"All you have to do is say yes…" he whispered and that was exactly what she wanted to do.
'Be selfish Aria,' she heard her thoughts whisper, 'Be selfish,'