Devouring love (8 page)

It was really sad to know that this little girl had lost her parents and her sister at this age. I wouldn't wish anyone to have this fate.

The girl looked at me and our eyes met. It almost seemed to me like she could hear my thoughts, because soon she said what I wasn't expecting to hear.

“Everything will be fine,” and took Merdian's hand.

The Spring didn't say anything. His smile only grew wider on his face. I really shouldn't have given him that vain hope.

We all walked inside the Melody's room. The sun was shining through the window, making this room to seem a bit warmer and nicer place. But when my eyes saw Melody, the room became suddenly cold.

The girl let go Merdian's hand and ran toward the bed. She jumped on it, put her little head on her sister's chest.

“Melody,” Annabelle said and let her little fingers to touch her sister's cheek.

Merdian sat on other side and took Melody's hand into his palm. He didn't seem sad as previous time. He was happy and proud.

“Hi, my love,” he said and lifted her pale hand closer to his lips. I turned my eyes away. I didn't want to witness that.

“Melody, can you hear me?” the girl asked suddenly. I looked at her. Annabelle's face shone from hope to see some kind of sign from her sister. But Melody didn't move, the numbers on the screen didn't change.

“Mr. Spring, could you leave me with the girls?” I asked politely.

Merdian glanced at me and nodded reluctantly. He would rather stay in this room, but he decided to do what I asked. He wanted to have his beloved in his life again and my news about her small performance this day was a sign that I was good at doing my job.

“I will wait in the corridor,” he said and left the room.

I walked closer to the bed. I tried to ignore looking at Melody's blank face, but it was difficult. I wanted to stare at it. Even to touch it.

“She will wake up. I know that,” Annabelle announced and looked at me. Our eyes met again. “You will help her to defeat him.”

Him? I didn't understand this. I was about to ask her what she had in mind by saying that, but she jumped from the bed and took my hand. She placed it on Melody's hand.

“Can you feel it?” the girl asked. She wanted to show me something, but I was too stupid to realize what she was trying to tell me. I just shook my head.

“She is warm,” the girl announced in a happy face. “Don't tell Merdian about that. He won't like to hear that. And I bet, Melody wouldn't want to make him angry.” and then she just simply walked away. She didn't intend to stay in this room and do what I wanted from her. That was... interesting. But not her actions made an effect, but the words. What was she saying that? And why?

I looked at Melody. She still in the same condition. Nothing had changed. Then I lowered my eyes at where my fingers touched her arm. It really seemed to be warmed. No. That Annabelle was just talking nonsense. But why should she do that?

That was one strange family. Did I find out why it was so out of ordinary? The answer was no, but I really would like to know why this girl was here. What had happened to her?

Melody

“You look stunning,” Merdian said and let his hand to snake around my waist. I giggled. I loved to feel his touch, to know that he wanted me more than anything else in this world. I wanted him too. And maybe I would have him at my room, but there was a ball in which I had to come. After all, it was supposed to be my ball.

“You look too,” I said and kissed his lips. My hands themselves found a way around his neck.

“In the next ball you will be my wife,” he said when he broke our kiss.

Something in me changed after hearing those words. Wife... My wife... Girlfriend...was suitable word for me. I liked to hear him calling me like that, but the word
wife.
.. It had more power than the girlfriend and I was scared of that power. Was it a good thing to feel a little scared? I would have ask my mother, but she wasn't with me anymore. I was alone with my decisions.

“Yes,” I forced myself to open my mouth and said that word when I noticed that Merdian was waiting for my reply. “Next time we will give oaths to each other and be destined to be together forever.”

Yes, that was why I was scared of that word. Oaths and forever. Saying him that I would love him forever, that I trusted him my soul and my body, would have let him be the king of my life. I could hear his thoughts, my body would crave for his touch... Our souls would be one. One beat...One life... One destiny... It was the reason why my mother and father were dead. It not the oath, one of them would be with me now.

“I will meet you downstairs,” he said and let me taste his lips one more time before I was left alone in the room.

I walked closer to the mirror and stared at my reflection. The destiny itself was mocking from me. My hair was white like snow and now I was wearing a white dress. It almost seemed like my wedding was today.

I tried to grip myself. I knew that I one day I would belong to Merdian, to the prince of angels, because my parents made a great deal. But still, something deep inside me hoped that maybe Merdian would say no to me and I would be free from this arranged marriage. Then I wouldn't need to fight with myself.

“I need time,” I whispered and closed my eyes.

“My angel needs time?” a familiar voice touched my ears. I opened my eyes and scanned the room. I saw Marcus in front of me, standing, grinning. He was looking exactly the same as I saw him previous time.

“I am not your angel,” I said in an angry tone. “What are you doing here? How...”

“Hush, my angel,” he step closer to me and put his finger on my lips. He was too close to me. I wanted him to walk back, but he didn't do that, and when I tried to create some distance between us, he just walked forward.

“What do you want?” I said suddenly alarmed. I knew that the house was protected. The Spring family was really serious about the protection system. They didn't want anyone to come in the house without their knowledge.

“To help my angel. You need time? I could give you some time.”

I frowned. He was a lunatic or something? How had he managed to get inside the house? How did he know where I lived? He must have followed me the other day. I didn't like to know that.

“Get out before I start screaming,” I threaten him.

He shook his head and took one small step back.

“I have what you need,” he pulled out a small bottle. I took a look at it in his hand. I didn't understand what he was offering me. “You just need to drink it all and you will have time to make your decision about your husband,” he explained me.

“How will it give me time?” I wasn't interested, but I was curious and that was what pushed me into the territory which I shouldn't have wanted to explore. Curiosity killed the cat.

“You will sleep and when you decide what to do with the wedding, you will open your eyes.”

“What is in for you?” I didn't understand why the demon wanted to help me.

“When you will wake up, I will come and take my payment. Don't be scare,” he said, letting his fingers run on my face. “I won't ask from you what could harm you,” he promised but was it possible to trust the demon.

I hadn't known the answer back then, but I knew one now. Never trust the demon even if he was gorgeous.

“Why are you offering me that?”

“Because I want to help my angel,” he said, leaning to me and letting now his lips to touch my cheek. “You smell fantastic, my angel.”

I moved away from him, frowned in disgust.

I knew I shouldn't accept his offer, but I wanted time. So, who was I to decline this opportunity? I nodded and he gave me the bottle. But before he left me alone, he did one thing which I would be ashamed of for all my life.

“And to seal our deal,” he locked his lips with mine before I had even had an opportunity to understand what he was doing.

I felt how electricity crossed my body. My wings inside me moved, asking me to let them out, but I didn't do that.

Marcus stepped back.

“Great,” he said and quickly moved towards the door. I was left alone in the room. I was totally confused. What had just happened here?

I glanced at the little bottle in my hand. It was the proof that I had made a deal with the devil. So, another question was, would I find enough strength to trust him and accept that liquid into my body?

Caspar

Merdian wasn't eager to leave the hospital soon. He had spent four hours next to Melody's bed, saying words which were only words, but I could hear everything in them: love, sadness, lust, desire, hope, anger...

Annabelle didn't like to be with her sister in one room. She confessed me that she felt like being in one room with a corpse. It was sad to hear her saying things like that, but at the same time I perfectly understood her.

“If you like, you can play games on the Internet,” I offered Annabelle. She shook her head.

“I prefer playing games in real life. Games on the internet are boring. Do you have cards?” she asked and started looking around, searching for cards which weren't here.

“Sorry, but no,” I replied. I wasn't used to be with small children. I didn't know how to behave with them.

“That's bad,” she crossed her hands against her chest and frowned in that cute children's way.

I put a small smile on my face. I started imagining myself as being a father. I hoped that one day I would have a chance to be one, but I didn't know if I be able to give a child what he needed if my job be like this. And plus, if you wanted a child, you have to have a wife and there were a problem; I didn't have even a girlfriend.

“You will be a good father,” the girl suddenly said. I shot a look at her. Was I thinking out loud? No. So, how...

“You can read thoughts or what?” I asked her in a teasing voice.

The girl shrugged. She took a pen and a blank paper and started drawing. At first it was only a huge circle. Then I could see that she was drawing eyes, nose, lips... It was a face of her imagined person.

I soon lost interest in her drawing and started doing my job. I took a book and started reading it. The book was about various drugs which could help me keep Melody eyes opened.

“My sister will help you,” Annabelle said after some minutes. “She wants to leave that darkness,” she continued.

I looked at her with narrowed eyes. This girl was not normal. That was clear to me. Maybe it was some kind form of trauma. It would be reasonable why she acted like this.

“I will try to help her,” I promised and I almost believed that I could really bring her sister back to her.

“I know you will,” she looked at me and smiled. Then the door opened and Merdian entered inside. Without saying a word, he waved his hand for Annabelle to follow him. The girl nodded and walked out the room. I was left alone in silence which didn't bother me.

I took a look at Annabelle's painting. For my surprise, it was better than I hoped. She had drawn a man's face. I didn't like how that man look liked. I put Annabelle's painting into my drawer. I felt instantly better when that man's face was out from my eyes. I had no idea why it affected me so strongly, but it just did.

My brother came back to my cabinet. He remembered me how late it was. I didn't argue with him and soon I found myself at my home, at my warm bed. For the first time I didn't fall asleep immediately. Before I was taken away into nothing, I dreamt. In a dream I was holding someone's hand. I felt good having other's body warm against my skin.

I lifted my eyes up and met two blue eyes. It was strange to see Melody in my dreams, standing next to me and smiling. In reality she couldn't smile, but I didn't doubt that her smile would look exactly like the one in my dream.

“Come. It's time,” she said and pulled my hand to her. I nodded and walked with her forward. I quickly scanned the area. We were standing in the park. I could see a small lake not far away from us. Some water lilies were floating on the water surface.

“They are beautiful,” she whispered as she noticed where I was staring.

I nodded. Those flowers were really wonderful.

“But not as beautiful as you,” I heard myself saying. She smiled and quickly landed a small kiss on my cheek.

“Unless we hurry, we will be late,” she pulled my hand again.

I nodded and now I was following her without letting my eyes observe the surroundings.

“Where are we going?” I asked her.

“That's funny,” she said. “You perfectly know where are we going.”

“No, I don't,” I shook my head. I really didn't know where we were going, but I was eager to find out.

She stopped and let her eyes meet mine. I soon found myself sinking in them. I didn't want her to look anywhere else; only at me. Her face soon was covered with a huge and sincere smile. She seemed so beautiful. I knew I could stand here forever and just stare at her.

“It's a dream,” I said and took a small step back.

She shook her head, still smiling.

“It isn't a dream,” she whispered and put her fingers on my cheek. Her touch was warm. I was sure about that. I could even smell roses spreading from her clothes, skin... It was driving me crazy for some reason.

“You ...are still...” she didn't let me finish my sentence, because her soft and warm lips joined mine into one, long kiss. What was the weirdest thing, everything seemed so real, but I knew that this girl was in the hospital, laying still like she was a statue.

I kissed her back in the dream. And that was another surprising thing for me. I kissed Melody in my dream and I liked that. I didn't want to end this kiss, but she retreated soon and look at me with a smile which revealed her white teeth.

“It seemed real enough for me,” she whispered, letting her hand drop from my face to my waist. It felt so good to feel her hand on my body despite the fact that it was not real. But if it was a dream, I had another question then. Why was I dreaming all this?

“Why are we here?” I asked her again.

She laughed.

“Because we are celebrating, my dear,” she said with a smile in her voice.

“Celebrating what?” I was so curious for some reason. I wanted to know everything what was happening in this weird dream.