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Nobody's Angel By TaraLynn217 Characters: 15563

Updated: 2018-02-01 01:19


"Angel, not that I doubt you or anything, but when you say 'I have a plan' and it involves Owen, I'm not going to let you jump in two feet first. I have to know what it is, and we should plan this out."

"Let him in, " I repeated. "I have a few words I want to exchange with him."

"That just makes it worse!" he complained. "Owen is not going to listen to us!"

"Won't he?" I raised my eyebrows.

"No!"

"Seth, please, just trust me."

"Any other time, yes. In a life or death situation? Absolutely not. I'll take care of you this time, thank you."

"If anything goes wrong, we can just stop the dream!"

"Stop the dream?" he repeated critically.

"Yeah! Just wake up!"

"You can't do that, Eva."

"Yes, you can! You just feel where your eyes are and open them! It's easy! I've done it a million times before in nightmares!"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Seth Marshall Valdez, don't you dare doubt me on this. I can wake up out of this dream whenever I want to! Do you understand me?!"

He looked shocked at my exasperation.

"I can wake up. There's nothing to be worried about, " I said in a gentler tone.

He sighed. "Really…?"

I eagerly nodded my head. "Yes!"

"Okay. Just be really, really careful, Angel."

I gave him a wide smile, leaning up and kissing his cheek to reassure him. "Always."

Seth slowly sighed, relaxing whatever force had been keeping Owen out.

"Beautiful setup, lover boy, " his cold, hissing voice sneered sarcastically.

"Thank you, Owen, " he responded cooly. His arm seemed to have a mind of its own as it wound around my waist and pulled me behind him.

His red eyes hardened, and his fists clenched, stretching his skin across his knuckles. "I knew it! I knew you were still scared of losing her you little-"

"Speaking of Noel!" I interrupted. Both of their heads whipped around to face me, Seth's horrified and Owen's challenging, daring me to say something bad about his soul mate.

"What?! What about Noel?!" he snarled. Seth became defensive, but I lightly brushed his arm, a silent command to calm down.

"She was really, really special, wasn't she?"

"Yeah? You just getting this, human?"

"No, but I'm starting to question how special. How strong is that soul mate bond, again?"

"What are you trying to say, brat?" I didn't even flinch away from his insulting stare.

"Well, if she really was as special as you say she was, then why are you still here?" I could see he was about to snap, so I quickly explained, the words coming out in a rush. "I mean, what's so important about Seth and I? Why should a little human and some weak, fake, half-vampire" –I squeezed Seth's hand, telling him that I didn't mean that- "keep you from the one that you love most? It's been, what? That 'earthquake' was in 1556? Almost 500 years? I would've just said screw it all and gone to be with her, by now. I mean, I see where you're coming from a little bit, but is it really worth it? I just think Noel is more important than that."

Everyone was quiet for a little bit after that. My speech was done, so I had nothing else to say. Glancing a Seth, I could see his eyes were anxious, not wanting to say anything and waiting to see how Owen reacted to this. Owen was in deep thought.

"Interesting point of view, human, " Owen commented casually. I quickly stepped closer to Seth. Two things set me off, knowing he wasn't pleased. First, he called me human. That meant he didn't view me any differently and probably didn't even take my words into account. He saw me as exactly the same person I had been before.

Secondly was his casual manner. He was obviously trying to throw me off, so I thought he was going to play nice. Too bad I knew fully well he wasn't. A thought or two of Kayla crept into my head, but I quickly dismissed them, focusing on Owen's every move.

"Too bad I'm not stupid, " he finished in a growl, lunging at us. It was too expected, and Seth was fully prepared. He moved to meet him head-on, but what neither of us were prepared for was his slick fake to the left, snapping right and coming straight towards me.

I gasped, my eyes widening; my body locked up to attention. Surprisingly, I widened my eyes so much that I woke up, straightening up in my chains. As soon my eyes opened, I gasped at the intense loneliness I felt.

I knew this was the worst timing in history. I couldn't believe that this was happening to me now. But, apparently, fate doesn't wait for the scene to be all romantic before it pounces the truth on you. I suppose I just had a few seconds too many on my hands at the moment to postpone my though

h a wooden nightstand next to the bed. The bed had black sheets and gray, flat pillows. There were no windows. A single candle was on the nightstand, black wax dripping down and making a wax puddle on the wood surface. The flame flicked ominously, casting long shadows on the walls.

Directly opposite the bed, Seth sat in thick, black chains.

His hands were hung next to his head, and his ankles connected to the floor. There was a choke chain around his neck, almost like a dog. Now that I think about it, it might have been one of Owen's little jokes, and mine probably hadn't looked much better. There were only two or three rungs between each cuff and the wall or floor, so he couldn't move very much if at all.

His usual soft, clean black hair now looked greasy and disheveled, and not the good kind. His green eyes had flecks of red in them, reminding me of Christmas decorations. They were also pink and puffy, an obvious sign he had been crying. He was breathing through his mouth, probably because his nose was too stuffy. His fingertips looked white because the blood had drained downward. His clothes were ripped, and it looked like they had been torn forcefully. The long, thin cuts in the material had me guessing a whip, but I didn't want to look too closely, afraid that I might see his blood. I didn't think I could handle that right now.

I saw tear stains on his cheeks, and I longed to go over and wipe them away, hug him, assure him that everything would be okay. I could make no such promises, though.

"Eva, " he muttered, as if he couldn't believe it was really me. In that moment, I almost blurted out my confession, but I bit my tongue. Now was so not the time.

"Seth, " I whispered, smiling a little at him. He smiled weakly back at me.

"Owen, " the devil said sarcastically. "Enough of the crap. Seth, take a deep breath. You're going to be screaming a lot."

"What are you going to do to him?" I asked, panicking.

"Oh, I'm not doing anything to him, sweetheart, " he cooed.

"Don't call her sweetheart, " Seth snapped. I was surprised at how much anger and energy was in that statement. He seemed to be too tired to use such emotion.

"Shut up, " Owen retorted in a bored tone, as if he had said this a million times and was getting really tired of repeating it. "Anyways, he's not the one going to be hurt physically, " he said, turning his attention to me. "You are."

"What's going on?" I squeaked, my gaze flashing between Seth and Owen. Seth, Owen. Seth, Owen. Back and forth, back and forth.

Owen took my chin in between his thumb and forefinger and turned it toward the bed. My eyes widened as I realized what was about to happen.

"What do you think?" he hissed menacingly in my ear.

"Please, no, " I whimpered as I was walked over. I tried digging my feet into the floor, but it had no affect whatsoever. I never thought this would happen to me. I didn't want this to happen to me. I was so scared right now.

I was about to be raped.

And Seth would be forced to watch.

How cliché, but horrible.

Just. Like. He'd. Promised.

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