Seth watched as Micheal and Sheila pulled away. His golden eyes glinted in the setting sun, and his dark brown hair moved in a slight breeze. Foot steps sounded behind him and he turned.
“Did you get the other girl?” He asked the new comer, a tall blond headed girl pointed towards the fire exit. She held out a black gloved hand towards the shivering body on the floor. “Is she ok? You didn't hurt her did you.” He took a step towards her. “So help me, if you hurt her!”
“I didn't Seth, I swear. She is shaken with her friends betrayal, she didn't expect it.” The girl took a step back her black eyes wide. The girl stepped back towards him and laid a hand on his chest. “I swear by everything Seth.”
He shrugged her off and walked towards the huddling mass. “Get up!”
“No!” Irene said tears coursing her cheeks. “I don't want to. Go away”
Seth bent down and brushed the hair from her eyes. “I don't want to hurt you, Irene is it?” He smiled and grabbed her hand. “I just want to help Sheila. She's in great danger with my brother, any one he loves dies and you wouldn't want that to happen to her would you?”
She looked up at him and frowned. He scared her but she knew nothing about this Micheal and even less about this man. “I don't want to hurt you.” He said again pulling her towards him. He leaned down close to her ear. “But I will if you make me Irene, I wouldn't hesitate to snap your pretty little neck. You are nothing to me.” He let go and she fell to the floor sobbing. The blond girl watched from the corner.
“Phyllis, grab our new friend and come on.”
Many Years Before.....
Ylena pulled the cloak closer around her. It was chilly this week, winter was setting in and it was her birthday soon. She would finally be able to accept Micheal's hand in marriage. She was so happy, her chestnut hair fluttered in the breeze and sparkled with the snowflakes that stuck. Most melted but a few stayed. She pulled the cloaks hood over her. No need to catch cold now.
“Ylena!” Seth called. She frowned in disgust. How much did it take to get rid of him. Seth was Micheal's brother and was just as in love with her as she was with his brother. She never led him to believe she felt anything more than a slight disdain. “YLENA WAIT!” She stopped and turned. He was the same as always, dark brown hair sleek and clean, golden eyes full of something she couldn't quite name.
“What Seth?” He held out a little blue box, she knew what was inside it, the same thing had been inside the last three times. It was an engagement ring, and she would refuse again. She started walking again. “Seth we've been over this.”
“Just open it, its not what you think.” She sighed and didn't reach for it.
“Thats what you said last time.” They exited the school grounds and headed towards her rooms. They were at the very end of the school property, she had chosen it so far back because it was closest to the woods surrounding the back of the school. In the winter they were gray and empty and full of icy wonder, in the summer full of emerald darkness.
She pulled the cloak around her again, shivering at Seth's nearness wishing he would just buzz off. “Please, Seth, I told you.” She looked up and saw that she was at her door, the walk seemed so short when she didn't want to get home, she didn't want him near her rooms. She knew etiquette demanded she offer him in to get warm before trekking back up the hill to the grounds but she hoped he wouldn't ask.
“Would you mind me coming in, just to get warm?” He smiled his slick smile and her lips curled. He thought it a smile.
“Sure Seth but just for a moment.” He nodded and she opened the door. It was a cottage type building, small and brown with a green shingled roof. The inside was dark and uninviting to anyone but her. She had eclectic tastes and it showed. On one wall hung a cheap recreation of the Mona Lisa, next to it a small children's painting of a house with stick figures next to it, marked out in blue.
On the fire place mantel three Buddha statues made of ply wood and painted red sat next to a Japanese dragon and two cardboard pumpkins. Seth's nose wrinkled and Ylena smiled. Books covered every possible surface, some in towers so high they touched the ceiling.
“How can you live in such filth!” He exclaimed rubbing his finger on the mantel and pulling it away dusty. She smiled again and grabbed the coffee pot from the cabinet.
“Its not filth, its my decor, and if you don't like it you can't like me.”
“Don't annoy me bitch.” She heard him say. She turned slowly.
“What did you say?” She ground her teeth to keep from screaming it. 'How dare he! In my own house no less.' She wondered how etiquette would demand her deal with this and decided she didn't care. “Get out of my house Seth.” She said and pointed towards the door, “I will not tolerate that here.” She turned back towards the cabinet to put the coffee pot back up.
She only barely heard the foot steps behind her in time and ducked instinctively away from him. His eyes glowed insanely and she shivered. “Seth, come on now, what are you doing?”
He held up the box. “Open it.” He shoved the box towards her, she stepped back.
“Please Seth, don't do this.”
“Just open it.” He took a step forward, she wanted to step back but he had her against the sink. He grabbed her wrist. “Open. It. Now.”
She took the box and fumbled with the gold clasp on the front. It was a little blue velvet box, black hinges. No way to know what was inside. She didn't want to know. She looked up at him again as the clasp released. Inside was a little silver ring, a chip of a garnet in the center.
“See different.” He said, he was right, the other ring had been gold with a blue stone. She didn't know how to tell him it wasn't the ring she was refusing. “Will you marry me, Ylena?”
“Seth, I don't love you. I have never loved you, I will-” He grabbed her throat and pinned her against the cabinet.
“Don't finish that thought.” He said, his voice became raspy. She fought against his hand, it was clamping her air off. The walls and everything but a black tunnel was fuzzy. The only thing she could see was him.
“I love you Ylena. Don't you see, I've always loved you.” He leaned forward and kissed her, but didn't move his hand from her throat. “And baby, if i can't have you, no one can.” She felt the world slipping away and grabbed towards him. Tears welled in her emerald eyes.
“Please,” She croaked losing control. “Please, Seth.”
He kissed her again, and squeezed tighter at her throat. “I swear on your blood that I will kill any woman that he ever loves, because he took you.” She stopped struggling and he let her down. He knew she wasn't dead so he grabbed a knife from the drawer.
“To seal this promise I take your blood.” He sliced her neck and watched as the blood drained from her. He felt something rise in him, he felt aroused at the scent and the smell of what was spilling from her. “To sell this oath i take my blood.” He pulled the knife across his left wrist and smiled. He felt there blood mix and knew what he had done. He pulled Ylena's lips. She was dead now.
“I loved you so much.” He said and walked out blood dripping from his arm. |
Submission Name: He's Coming for Her//Finally some o
