ProlougeA Chapter by BexfinchProlouge
Deevion pulled Iliana closer as they waltzed around the ballroom .Left ,right , back , forward whispered Iliana. Perfect she grinned Mrs.Lusia will be thrilled you've finally got the slow dance down.Ilianas black curls bounced as she bounded from the polished wood, dance floor to the small coat room .
" Wow thought Iliana Mackenzie was wrong about Deevion,He's a good guy."Then she realized somthing that made her heart want to skip a beat, What if Mackenzie wanted him to herself? THe question lingered in the air and danced like poisen taunting and teasing her ."I will have him if thats the last thing I do"Iliana said her dark green eyes in little slits .
Iliana pushed off the wall and walked out of the room to see Deevion sitting on one of the soft brown velvety chairs. Looking up he sighed and began "Iliana ....," Ignoreing him Iliana smiled and asked "need help with anything else ," Deevion shook his head and laughed softly.Not today fortunately he said .
Iliana leaned on the glass mirror looking at him up and down.His black shirt was rumpled from the warm embrace and smiled. I'll be going she said bending down to grab her bag . Then a strong hand brought Iliana up from her postion .You know why I invited you here he said seizing her arm lightly. Iliana stirred from her uncomfortable postion to look under his dirty blond hair into his deep decieving blue eyes. "No she replied. I wanted to be with you he said .Iliana jerked her arm away and angrily turned away . Confused Iliana sternly questioned herself . " Didn't you want this ?" The anwser was yes she did .But somthing didnt feel right ." I'm sorry Deevion I'm just not ready for this," Giving him a sad smile she turned away and began to slink slowly toward the oak doors. Suprised Deevion grabbed for her tiny tanned wrist again.
" Let me go ," Iliana yelled twisting her face into disgust . I know about you she said finnally,lying She knew nothing about this boy. tugging on her arm she cried desprately I know what you are. I know about the war with one last feirce tug she freed her arm. I know she said backing away to the door.
Its ok cooed Deevion holding out his arms. It's not like that theres a better world. With your help we could restore the world to its beuaty.All you have to do is kiss me once he said seriously .Then you'll be changed forever" The word forever echoed in her head makeing it hurt .
Dont you realize said Deevion your the chosen one. You have the power to do things you've never imagined," She saw the hope in Deevions eyes as he advanced forward. She could feel it so much that it scared her. "No ,"she said grinding her teeth. I won't . She burst throgh the door and ran . Come back growled Deevion . Iliana could hear a ripping sound as she ran through the hall.
She could hear his foot steps advancing on her. The way she had thought about Deevion turned into anger as she tried the bronze handle of the front door . Let me out she screamed slamming her arms against the door.It was too late she leaned against the door and listened to his footsteps coming closer. She stood up again and closed her eyes as a sharp cold object cut into her back.
There was a blinding pain and she dropped to the grond in a heap. She felt somthing wet and groaned when she realized it was her blood. Then she saw Deevion"s savage eyes as he grabbed her again and whispered got you.
She could feel his hearts wild beat as he held her close to him. Weakly Iliana tried to thump his head with her briused fist. Then he held his face close to hers and there lips locked. For a moment she felt nothing not even ther pain in her back.Then she felt a pain even more harrowing rip through her . She arched her back in pain as she was laid on the marble ground. The world began to spin and Iliana blacked out. © 2010 BexfinchAuthor's Note
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Added on November 15, 2009Last Updated on March 24, 2010 AuthorBexfinchJacksonville, FLAboutI felt a need to clean up my profile after having it for three years Name:A title a person gave to me before I was consciense Age: Old enough to write Occupation: Learning as much as I can as.. more..Writing
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