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Dec 21, 2013 03:22PM

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Matthew's eyes narrowed at Lena , trying to understand her. Of course he wanted her. How could she not understand that? Intoxicated or not, he couldn't deny his desire to be with her, to have her. He bit the side of his cheek, deep in thought. "How can I prove it to you, then?" He asked Lena, his voice almost pleading. He wouldn't let her slip away. Not just yet. Not when he was so close to her right now. "Lena, I've wanted you since I first laid eyes on you. I just thought you didn't reciprocate the same feelings so I didn't want to set myself up just to be rejected by you." He gently brushed a few loose strands of hair behind her ear as his eyes focused on her lips. God, those lips. He really wanted to kiss them. So he did. They were soft, and they fit perfectly into his.



Lena moaned into his mouth. He tasted like spices, and heat and she knew her mouth was taste of strong mints. She knew she should stop him because of Alex and all that but she didn't care right now. Right now all she cared about was the taste of his lips, and the heat that came off his body. She drew her hands through his hair, and marvelled at the softness she found there. She didn't think she could stop herself but she pushed herself off for a second.

"Awhhh, don't stop now." Matthew murmured, grabbing Lena's wrists and pulling her back down against him. "It was just getting good. I don't like a tease." His tongue trailed around her soft lips as he placed her hands where they were before.


"Why not?" Matthew frowned, tugging Lena back against him again. "I promise we don't have to go all the way. Not this time, at least."
There was a knock at the door, and Matthew growled impatiently. "Don't answer it." He hissed through his teeth into Lena's ear. "Maybe whoever it is will go away."

Lena tried to get up to answer the door but couldn't. Matthew was too strong, "Matthew let go" she said knowing her voice was too loud. "Please" she added. She really didn't want to do this right now.

Matthew's eyes flashed with anger as he realized how loud she had raised her voice. "You little..." He was abruptly cut off as the door swung open and Lucas stormed in. "Matthew, you little prick." He growled. He gently removed Lena from Matthew's grip then pulled Matthew up and swung his fist. It connected with Matthew's face and the skin split tight under his eye. He glanced apologetically at Lena and dragged the weak, intoxicated Matthew out the door behind him.

Lena jumped off and covered her barely covered body with a silk sheet she found and glared at the ground while Matthew and Lucas left the room. She couldn't believe what had just happened, and she slammed the door shirt after them.



Matthew hurried to his room, ignoring the insults and verbal misconducts that Lucas threw at him angrily. He slammed his door behind him and rested his head in his hands, sinking down, his back against the wall. Lucas had seemed to have slapped some sense into him, and the affects of alcohol we're starting to wear off, leaving his with a massive headache and a massive pile of regrets. Oh, god. What have I done? he thought helplessly. Lena. Oh, how could he do that to Lena? Matthew dug the heels of his palms into his eyes, fighting back the urge to go and apologize to Lena. She probably wouldn't want to see him or hear him or be associated with him in any way, and he never apologized to anyone or displayed his regret. Matthew swallowed hard. He'd have to find a way to work things out later. But not now. Now, he was possessed with clinomania. He slowly pushed himself up off the ground and used the wall to guide him to his bed.

Lena woke up in the morning, and changed into a tight fitting black dress that hugged her body. She saw dark, purple, black, and blue bruises all over her pale arms, deathly visible. She sighs and walks out, putting her soft, long hair around her shoulder. She wasn't sure where she was, so she roamed around the castle aimlessly trying to find somebody that would lead her to the dining area. Though she didn't think she would ever find anybody. She'd probably die out here.

"Oh, it's you." And unfriendly, unwelcoming voice echoed in the hall that Lena was walking though. No surprise, the voice belonged to none other than Phoenix. "I was really hoping you'd left by now. Why are you still here? You are leaving soon, right?" Phoenix's voice was scornful, as well as her face as she observed the clearly visible black and blue bruises. "What, rough night with that attractive guy who courted you here?" She teased.
(( that's not funny I keep laughing every time I read that comment ))

Lena completely ignored her smart remarks. "Do you know where the dining room is? Or anybody civilized?" she asked her, not really wanting to talk to her right now. She was hoping for some cowering little maid girl who'd beckon to her every need. And probably make a statue out of wood of her, and pray to it every night before going to sleep. And then maybe, she'd move to some little village where'd name Lena as a goddess. No, she was stuck with this abomination. Phoenix.

Muahahaha
Or
Mwahahahahahaha ))
Phoenix tried not to smile. It was entertaining, arguing with this obnoxious princess. She had to admit, Lena was quick, witty, smart, and to some extent, actually funny. She considered giving her directions to some horrid place in the caste, far away from the dining hall, but reconsidered. Lena seemed genuinely bothered by something, and though she wasn't much of a nice person, she felt compelled to assist her. "Yes, actually, I do. Wouldn't you like to know? I'm just kidding. Follow this hallway to the nearest staircase,go up that, take a left down that hallway, then a right and you'll find it." She gave Lena a small bow then departed, heading to the kitchen.

Take all the sex you need it's ok ))






Lena was trying to massage her arms but it only made it look worse. "Great now I look like a black and blue freak" she muttered under her breath as she glanced down at her arms. She literally looks dark blue, and black. Little spots all over her arms, getting worse. She didn't remember when Matthew had done that but she figured it would be somewhere between raping her, and trying to act like a douche. She sighed.

Lucas slowly sank down to the floor beside Lena, watching her silently for a brief moment, captivated by her beauty before speaking. He cleared his throat and began awkwardly, "So, about last night? I'm, um, I'm sorry about Matthew. I sorry I couldn't have been there sooner to have rescued you or whatever." He sighed mad absentmindedly ran a hand through his dark hair.

Lena notices him sit down but doesn't say anything for a while. She laughs darkly when he does actually speak. "Yeah because I'm that damsel in distress that needs rescuing" she replied irritated. She didn't know whether she was irritated at him, or the entire situation really. "Sorry I didn't meant to snap at you, I just-" she breaks off and buries her face in her hands. "Nevermind" she mutters staying that way.

But I swear I just fell right asleep I was so tired and that never happens even when I stay up past 4 ))
"No, you're fine. I completely understand. Look, if you want space, I'll leave you alone. Or if you need a shoulder to cry on or someone to comfort you or anything I'll be here." Lucas reassured her, rocking back and forth slightly. Be nodded at the book that was currently openly displayed on her lap. "What are you reading? Did you actually find something you haven't read before? Matthew told me you like to read a lot."

Lena laughed for the first time that week maybe, but her laugh was cut short when she heard Matthew's name though she tried to shrug it off. "I have NO idea what I'm reading really, I can't pay enough attention" she admits handing him the book. She glanced at the title while doing so, "And no I haven't read this book" she added thoughtfully trying to remember what it was about, and what she was reading.

"Ah. We'll then, perhaps our large selection and assortment of books we posses here might increase your desire to stay here in our kingdom a while longer?" Lucas grinned, trying to brighten the mood. "I'm sure not just I, but everyone would enjoy it if you graced us with your presence and company a while longer."

Lena blushed slightly and laughed, "Yeah, of course I'm not leaving just yet" she said nudging his shoulder with hers lightly. "I'm not giving up on this, messy kingdom" she added laughing. She knew he was trying his hardest, and she was so glad of it that she wanted to hug him. ((( Omg sometimes I have no idea what I'm writing ))).

"What? This messy kingdom?" Lucas asked, mocking offense. He smiled kindly. "I know. But it'll be better once I'm king. No disrespect to my father of course, but there are a few things he's doing wrong, er, could be doing better." he nudged her back. "Once you see how great our kingdom can be, maybe you'll consider staying here permanently?"
((omg same. Like I don't even look when I'm typing I just type to write random stuff and then I post it and I'm like um wat
sorry to whoever has to read it))
