them.
“As much as I would like to stay, I have things I must attend to. You should read about the world you need to know. You're about to be thrown into darker waters than you're accustomed to.”
“I don't need to read the book. I can deal with whatever comes my way. You should already know that I wouldn't have let you kiss me if I didn't want you to.” Although, I’m not even sure that was the case. “It can't be as bad as you say.”
He squeezed me tightly. His words blew against my hair softly when he said, “You underestimate the severity of the knowledge you're about to gain.”
“But you promised not to hurt me.”
“Exactly.”
“Can’t you just tell me?” I sounded needy, like a child.
He smiled. “I will explain the things you don’t understand. This is difficult for me, too. I’ll come back later.” He released me then turned on his heels and left me in the room alone. Despite the fire that filled the room with heat, I felt extremely cold.
I took the book to the balcony to read it in the fading light of the sun. I stepped out, seeing a hooded figure step out from the garden and towards the woods. I thought of Marren again and this time decided that I was going to go after him. I tossed the book to the bed and pulled my hood over my head. I tried to pull open the doors, but they wouldn't budge.
Angered, I struggled with the door again and then punched it, feeling a pop in my hand. I cried out, holding my hand to my chest then shook it out. I busted a knuckle. Already it was swelling and bruising.
“Damn it to the darkest realm of the Netherworld!” I stomped to the balcony and peered over. It was too high to risk jumping. An eerie howl broke through the air, piercing my soul. I moved into the room and stared at the book on the foot of my bed. “What is so damned scary I have to read it from a book rather than have it told to my face?”
I looked over my shoulder to the woods. I was leaving this room, one way or another. I pulled the blanket and sheets off of the bed, carefully tying the ends together so I didn’t injure my hand further, and then to the top of the railing. Hanging on to the sheet, I swung my legs over and climbed down. Each grip of the sheet, with my injured hand, was agonizingly painful. When my feet hit the ground I felt excitement pulse through me. Before anyone could catch me, I ran off into the woods after the hooded figure.
It was dark. The moon hadn’t risen yet and it wouldn’t be as full as it needed to be for me to see. I stumbled my way through the woods, tripping over raised roots and thick vines, risking further injury to my hand. When I found a path, I followed it deeper into the woods. Then a sound, like a snapping branch, came from behind me. I turned around to see if I could discern any movement but was so far into the thick trees I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face, much less someone or something else.
“What are you doing out here?” Marren said, his voice thick with irritation.
“I wanted to see what was out here. And I don’t like being made to feel like a prisoner.” I started to turn around but couldn’t tell where his voice was coming from.
“Remaining in your room is for your own safety. Follow me, I will lead you back.”
“Fine. But you need to explain to me why keeping me in that room is for my safety. What are you trying to protect me from?”
“Relena, you must understand,” he stepped closer to me. His form darker against the shadow of the woods, “It’s too dangerous for you to be out here. Please...”
Something in his voice, or perhaps it was how close he was to me, compelled me to agree with going back. It wasn’t until we were on the edges of the woods that I realized he had recognized me in complete and utter darkness.
“How did you know it was me back there?”
“I didn’t and I could’ve killed you, now go.”
His voice was empty. He lied.
“I don’t believe you,” I snapped then left
“As much as I would like to stay, I have things I must attend to. You should read about the world you need to know. You're about to be thrown into darker waters than you're accustomed to.”
“I don't need to read the book. I can deal with whatever comes my way. You should already know that I wouldn't have let you kiss me if I didn't want you to.” Although, I’m not even sure that was the case. “It can't be as bad as you say.”
He squeezed me tightly. His words blew against my hair softly when he said, “You underestimate the severity of the knowledge you're about to gain.”
“But you promised not to hurt me.”
“Exactly.”
“Can’t you just tell me?” I sounded needy, like a child.
He smiled. “I will explain the things you don’t understand. This is difficult for me, too. I’ll come back later.” He released me then turned on his heels and left me in the room alone. Despite the fire that filled the room with heat, I felt extremely cold.
I took the book to the balcony to read it in the fading light of the sun. I stepped out, seeing a hooded figure step out from the garden and towards the woods. I thought of Marren again and this time decided that I was going to go after him. I tossed the book to the bed and pulled my hood over my head. I tried to pull open the doors, but they wouldn't budge.
Angered, I struggled with the door again and then punched it, feeling a pop in my hand. I cried out, holding my hand to my chest then shook it out. I busted a knuckle. Already it was swelling and bruising.
“Damn it to the darkest realm of the Netherworld!” I stomped to the balcony and peered over. It was too high to risk jumping. An eerie howl broke through the air, piercing my soul. I moved into the room and stared at the book on the foot of my bed. “What is so damned scary I have to read it from a book rather than have it told to my face?”
I looked over my shoulder to the woods. I was leaving this room, one way or another. I pulled the blanket and sheets off of the bed, carefully tying the ends together so I didn’t injure my hand further, and then to the top of the railing. Hanging on to the sheet, I swung my legs over and climbed down. Each grip of the sheet, with my injured hand, was agonizingly painful. When my feet hit the ground I felt excitement pulse through me. Before anyone could catch me, I ran off into the woods after the hooded figure.
It was dark. The moon hadn’t risen yet and it wouldn’t be as full as it needed to be for me to see. I stumbled my way through the woods, tripping over raised roots and thick vines, risking further injury to my hand. When I found a path, I followed it deeper into the woods. Then a sound, like a snapping branch, came from behind me. I turned around to see if I could discern any movement but was so far into the thick trees I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face, much less someone or something else.
“What are you doing out here?” Marren said, his voice thick with irritation.
“I wanted to see what was out here. And I don’t like being made to feel like a prisoner.” I started to turn around but couldn’t tell where his voice was coming from.
“Remaining in your room is for your own safety. Follow me, I will lead you back.”
“Fine. But you need to explain to me why keeping me in that room is for my safety. What are you trying to protect me from?”
“Relena, you must understand,” he stepped closer to me. His form darker against the shadow of the woods, “It’s too dangerous for you to be out here. Please...”
Something in his voice, or perhaps it was how close he was to me, compelled me to agree with going back. It wasn’t until we were on the edges of the woods that I realized he had recognized me in complete and utter darkness.
“How did you know it was me back there?”
“I didn’t and I could’ve killed you, now go.”
His voice was empty. He lied.
“I don’t believe you,” I snapped then left
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