Chapter 3 Regret

Queen's point of view :P

    

     “How could that wicked child do that? All I ever did was love her! This is how she repays me! By running away! What child does that to her mother! I tried to make her the perfect child, and she goes emo! I warned her, and she becomes even more emo!” I’m shouting this while pacing my room in front of my husband, Jace.

     “I know! At least you tried right? She’s gone, and now you get to keep me.” As he said this he gets up and hugs me from behind.

    He has the softest brown hair, the most beautiful gray eyes, and the flawless olive skin. Who wouldn’t love him?

     I know this isn’t right, but he is better than she ever was. She was just like her father, and she brought bad memories. The laughter, the tears, the joy, the smiles, I see them all in those eyes, the hair, that face. It’s a good thing she’s gone.

     I put my hand on my husband’s arm, looked up at him, and smiled. That smile on my face is to hide my twice broken heart.

     He stared at me with those cold gray eyes, his mouth a frown. He sees though my fake smile, I’m in trouble.

     He slapped me across my face. I looked down, tears in my eyes.

     “You regret getting rid of her! You care more about some, suicidal freak over your loving husband!” He slaps me again.

     When he walks away is when I finally let the tears go.

     A little while later, I hear an explosion, I run towards it to find Marilynn’s room aflame and Jace standing there watching it with a gas can in his hand.

     “What have you done?” I scream at him, tears still streaming down my face.

     He has that look, the What-have-I-done look. Like he is really sorry, maybe he is, no, no, he isn’t. I know he isn’t, but with that look, I want to believe.

     I woke up in bed, alone. I feel the sadness Marilynn must have felt for all those years.

     The door opens, and there he stands, with a teddy bear in his hands and a grin on his lips.

     I smile back at him.

     Then he jumped on the bed and turned on the T.V. “Go ask the chef for some bacon and eggs.” He demanded.

     I got up, and walked into the ruble of Marilynn’s room, it was on the bottom level and was very dangerous, but when I walked in, I sat on Marilynn’s bed, and cried.

     An hour later, Jace came in, his face red from rage.

     “What are you doing in here? This is the witch’s room! The girl who left you in the castle!”

     Under my breath I said “With you.” I hope he didn’t hear me.

     He did.

     He slapped me a few times, and then he punched me in the stomach.

     “I want you to find her and kill her! You will do this won’t you?” He raised his fist in the air as a warning.

     “I’ll do it.” I said, tears streaming down my face, “I’ll look for her and,” I hesitated, voice shaking, “And kill her.”

     When he saw my tears, and heard my voice, he lowered his fist, and had that look again. This time though, I’m not buying it.

     I went to bed early that night, on the couch. I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on the sitting room door. There he was standing in the doorway.

     I got up and ran into the farthest corner away from him. He looked hurt, but I don’t care. I would kick him out of the castle, but he is King, and King outranks Queen.

     “I want to say I’m sorry I hurt you.” There was pain in his voice, but I’m the one with the bruises.

     He walked towards me, I flinched. He looked even more hurt, but he stopped.

     “I want to know, I love you. You are my heart and soul. I don’t think I could live without you.” He said, he even looked me into the eye.

     “Then why do you hit me?” My voice is still shaking. He looked down, I still don’t believe him.

     “I won’t let go, I’ll hold on to you. I’ll even take anger-management for you.” That is so sweet.

     I took a step towards him, he looked so happy. I walked towards him, and soon my walk became a run, when I reached him, I threw my arms around him and kissed him.

     I’ve had better kisses. Those kisses with Kevin, Marilynn’s father, it’s like a jolt of electricity with each kiss. I miss him, a lot.

     “I hold on to moments like this, you know, sweet moments with my one true love.” I looked into his eyes, and grinned.

     Maybe killing Marilynn won’t be that bad after all.