Lost Girl (Soul Bound Book 1)

by E. M Jefferson

  He was a beast in human skin that lurked below waiting for the moment to consume you and control your every move. A pathological liar that believed the web he created until you found yourself stuck within the centre unable to escapes the spiders grasp. I guess this is my own fault for being so naive and dreamy eyed that I through he could be my prince come to save me.

  How stupid was I? to trust a man I barely knew thinking it would end in my happily ever after. But there only in movies and fiction made for little kids.

  “Belle come on get out” Alex says in a stern voice as I stay hidden underneath my blanket blocking out the world.

  “No” I whisper pulling the blankets close to me wrapping myself within a cocoon.

  “If you are not out of your bed within ten minutes, I will drag you out and throw you into the shower” He says before leaving his bedroom as I had stayed in his bed as he took care of my fragile body.

  Last night I told Alex I through it would be best if I quit my job and looked for another place as I didn’t want to be there anymore. I will miss working with my friends but it’s still too raw to see him. I promised him I wouldn’t change my mind and I will stick to it. Plus, Ty deserves to hear me say it in person after all he was the one who got me this job. If I knew now what I didn’t know before then I would have run a mile to prevent this outcome.

  “This is fucking ridiculous! You are a grown ass woman!” Alex says before the covers are pull from my body as we play tug of war.

  “Let GO!” I scream.

  “NO! I will not let you wallow in self fucking pity! You are stronger than this! Stop being fucking childish and women the fuck up!” Alex says as he takes my protective blanket away.

  I throw a pillow at him before turning over onto my side as I’m not ready to greet the morning. “I’m not being a fucking child! I deserve some me fucking time” I snap out.

  “Yes, you are! Stop being so fucking stubborn and open your fucking eyes”

  “Don’t you fucking worry! My eyes are wide open!” I say in a hump.

  Alex doesn’t leave me be as he picks me up screaming and kicking at him before he dumps me in the bath with my clothes still on. “ALEX!” I shout before being submerged under water.

  “Time for tough fucking love” He says as he dunks my head back under water as I struggled to get him to release my head. Pulling me back up he says “Are you still going to cower within the room like a weak child”

  “YES! I-“ I never got a chance to finish as he dunks me again and again and again. The asshole keeps repeating the process until I finally lash out.

  “Dunk me one more fucking time and I swear to god I will ripe you a new ass hole” I roar out in anger.

  “Finally! You show some fucking fire in your belly… That’s all I wanted you to see, even with a broken heart you still need to fight for the life you want. Don’t even lose the fire or life will be dull and meaningless” he tells me before leaving me alone.

  His fucking right. “You and your fucking smart words… Alex!” I shout at the door as I hear his laugh fading away. Getting out and stripping down I wash my body and hair before rinsing off and getting out. I need to get the ball rolling as Alex is right. I need to keep fighting forward.

  I get out the bath and go to the cabinet to pull out a towel. “Very fucking very Alex! Can you bring me a towel?”

  “Say the magic words”

  “Really! I’m soaking wet and cold”

  “What do you say?” He taunts.

  “Fine! Please can I have a towel I’m cold!” I say bouncing on my feet to stop my body from trembling. The door opens as the towel smacks me in the face before falling the floor. “Thanks” I said sarcastically as I wrap it around my chest before heading into my room. I take the advice Alex gave me and put on my big girl pants before I woman the fuck up.

  I know I will most likely see him when I hand in my notice which Alex was kind enough to write making it very official. I put my battle armour on which involves putting dark makeup on. I finally understand what girls say when they feel naked or vulnerable in their bare skin as it leaves you naked for everyone to see.

  Foundation… Check… Dark shadowy eyeliner… Check… Black Smokey eyes… Check… A hint of blush… Check… Eye shadow… Check… Blood red lips… Hell fucking yes.

  Having dark makeup really makes my pale skin and silver hair stand out as I put on a strapless top and black jeans, I put on a pair of black boots to fit my look as I look back at a women who stands strong. I don’t look like someone who just had their heart cut out as that was what I was hoping to achieve.

  Wolf whistle sounds from my door as I turn to take Alex leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. “You look ready to go into war”

  “I may have lost the fight, but I will win this fucking war” It’s a promise as I walk past Alex and grab my leather jacket before opening the door.

  “You ready for this?”

  “Your right… it’s time to start putting my life back together. I can’t let him break me and this is the first step in moving forward” A day was all it took for my world to turn upside down and destroy my little bubble. It took five years in my dreams to fall for the beast that haunted me. It took less than a night to start an unhealthy obsession on the man, but it took less than a week to fall for him where I handed him my heart on a plate.

  Alex drives us to the club where I swear every person that makes eye contact with me has golden eyes that look right at me. Humans who never have any exotic colours swirl to gold before fading to black. I have an inkling of who is watching me through the eyes of others as I get closer to his lair. Heads stop and turn as we go by until we are getting out of the car and walking towards the main doors. Black crows nearby take to the sky before letting out a high squawking sound like little alarms to warn their master of our approach.

  Shaking hands betray my nervous at how much I want to run away and hide. I am close to asking Alex to hand the letter in, but I know it has to be me. Plus, I need to show my face after my little power show and public breakup.

  Shoulders back and head held high I walk with a purpose and strength hiding the tears and brokenness I felt. Even Dex and Joey had to do a double take as I walked towards them.

  “Belle” Joey says in disbelieve as I nod in greeting but not before I catch the look of respect from Dex’s eyes as I push the doors open. The club is opened earlier than normal as a private party is taking place.

  “Slow down Belle” Alex says as I take long strides which for once has him trying to keep pace with me.

  “No, I won’t hang around any longer than I have to. In and out is the plan” I say not bothering to look over my shoulder. His footsteps stop as I carry on. I think I just shocked the hell out of my best friend with how cold I sounded.

  Below is deprived of life as the party from upstairs could be heard as I take the stairs two at a time.

  “Sorry sweet-heart but there’s a private party happening upstairs one you’re not invited to” The man says one I have never seen here before. Sizing him up he has a bold head, large frame and looks like his on steroids.

  I smile a sickly smile at him which makes him frown harder “I suggest you move aside” I say in a cold voice void of any emotions.

  “I don’t think- “

  Shoving him aside I force him to grab the banister as I push him with enough force to almost trip him over. I will not let anyone stop me as I am on a mission to get this done.

  “Get the fuck back here” He growls out before chasing me up the stairs. Taking two steps at a time I can feel his presences behind me, but I am faster than him as I am lighter. Making it to the top I walk with determination as I head to the bar making it in time to duck underneath the side bar and walk towards Ty.

  “You going to fucking- “

  “Enough Zack! Belle works here” Ty says as I grin, but my name has the effect of making his face pale as I sash my way towards Ty and Kyle.

  Heads turn to wa
tch me as some recognise me while others wonder what the commotion is all about.

  “Didn’t she leave with another man?”

  “I through Dante left her?”

  “I hear she left him for another guy”

  “But who’s that guy she came with?”

  “Dumps one, leaves with another and comes back with a completely different man. I wish she would look my way”

  Some look at me with respect at how put together I look while some eyes burn with desire and envy. Some teeth are bared my way as others look fearful of me. Either way I do not care for whispers or rumours as none can break me.

  “Ty” I say as I embrace him.

  “It’s good to see you Belle. You had me worried until Alex said you was with him”

  I pull back and give him the letter that Alex had written for me “I just want to say I appreciate everything you did for me, but I think it’s time I left”

  “I understand” Ty says as he pockets the letter. “But Belle?”

  “Yes?”

  “Just remember I am a friend so if you ever need me, I am here for you just like Alice is”

  “And me” Kyle says.

  The sound of the elevator doors echo in my eyes as a sharp pull draws me to them. I watch as he steps out as I start to make haste to get out. I through I could escape before seeing Dante, but it turns out my luck hand run out as he walks out the elevator door. One that appeared from the wall.

  Dante is on his own as he makes his way towards me. His eyes bore into mine they are cold, passive and hauntingly cruel but at the same time their beautiful. I want to run to him, but I will my body not to move as I make him walk the distance.

  “Have you finally come to your sense and come to apologise?” He says with a cruel smirk. He thinks I have come to tell him how wrong I was. What a joke.

  “No” I say with more confidence then I feel.

  His eyes darken taking on a dangerous glint where a growl rumbles in his chest. I stand tall as he comes toe to toe with me. “No?” he questions as I doubt his heard that word before.

  “I told you I was leaving, and this is part of it” folding my arms I keep my eyes glue to his. My hands twitch to hold him, my body begs to give into him.

  “And I told you that you belong to me as you wear my claim and marks” It’s like a knife to my body as goose bump crawl up my arms.

  “I have told you many times that I will not be treated as an object or a pointless possession for you to pick up and discard when you like!” I said.

  “You know you are more than that little one” His words mean one thing but again his actions prove otherwise.

  “If I was then you would have told me the fucking truth long ago and quite with these fucking lies” I sneer

  “I told you once before you are not ready for it! Why do you refuse to trust or listen to me!” He bites back at me leaning down.

  “Because it is nothing but lies that come out of your mouth! All this time has been nothing but one big lie to get what you wanted!” I say to be cruel, to hurt him like he hurt me.

  “If that was the case, then I would have just chained you to my fucking bed and kept you a prisoner. Why would I have taken the time to get to know you when I could have taken you then and there?!” His voice deepens as I see a flash of golden within his eyes.

  “Maybe you just enjoy playing this cruel game for you own fucking amusement”

  “How fucking naive and foolish you are to believe such things” Yes how foolish I was but for not the reasons he believes.

  “You right I am foolish”

  “About time you saw that and cut this shit out” He looks proud as if his won this argument but his surely mistaken.

  “You mistake my words as I am a fool for trusting you! Naive to ever have through that you would have wanted me for who I was but instead I am just a prawn to get what you wanted” I tell him as I let him see the anger behind my eyes.

  “At what was that!” He roars out as people nearby take a few cautious steps away from Dante’s approaching wrath.

  “You just want a replacement for that bitch until she comes walking back in where you will be all over her like a rash. Tell me. Was everything between us one big fucking joke for your entertainment?”

  “You think I would have gone to all this trouble just for a bit of amusement when I can find it by watching men kill each other to the death just by a simple order? You think your just a replacement when I would have given you the world”

  “It’s not the fucking world I want” Why can’t he see this?! I couldn’t care if he gave me the world in my palm. All I wanted was for him to actual want me, not be a replacement.

  “No of course not. You want what I could never give you” He looks down with disappointment.

  “All I ever wanted was the fucking truth from you not the poison you told me, not you, wiping my memory away as if it’s your right to take” I scream out.

  “I am your fucking king and you will listen to me” Did he really just pull the King card?!

  “I still have three days Dante or are you not a man of your word? Do your words hold little value then?” I taunt knowing a Fae’s word is not only binding but is held with high value. To break ones word would mean you loss all respect from our kin and others.

  “I am… You have three days to get rid of this nonsense as I expect you back at my side and back in my bed… Do you hear me Belle?”

  “Oh, I hear you loud and clear Dante” I snarl at him before walking away, on the outside I am calm and collective but, on the inside, I am a mess. I knew it was too soon to deal with him, but I didn’t expect to find him so dishevelled and cold as he stood there. He looked like he hadn’t slept as his hair looked like he had been running his hands through it all night. I had struggled to keep my hands to myself as I wanted to run into his arms and wrapped myself in his embrace. But I was worth more than sweet lies and false promises.

  I had three days to sort my shit out and escape him before he came after me. For he thinks I will be walking back in here to warm his bed, but I plan to leave. He just doesn’t know it yet. Three days remain to get a plan put into place.

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Day 2: Delusional Voices

  I would have loved to say that yesterday got better but it didn’t, it only got worse as I had left. Sophia I through wouldn’t show her face after what I did but sadly, she did, and she came back with vengeance and spat hateful degrading words as I left. Of course, I ignore her as her words couldn’t hurt me and they meant nothing.

  But the visit from Beast in my dreams haunted me as I kept running from him. It was once of those dreams where you willed yourself to keep running but it felt like everything was working against you. The street I was running down would act like a treadmill, trying to push me back into him. No matter how hard I had run, I knew he would catch me. Even when I heard the giant monstrous bird approaching from behind, I had to drag myself into a building to prevent its claws from getting me. But even that wasn’t enough to save me. For as I went to open a door to seek safety it would slam shut before disappearing.

  I knew it was all his doing. I did not think he would snoop to taking over my dreams. But he did. The world around me would shake and tremble as the earth would split open, the sky would crack where it would bleed red from how I kept rejecting him. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t walk back into the arms of the Beast and let him have control over me.

  I was scared to go near him from fear he would try to steal my free will. But what truly terrified me was the voice in my head.

  I woke up in a silent scream at 4am where the voice whispered how foolish and weak, I was. I spent the next five hours listening to it “Your worthless, he would never truly want a sad, pathetic weak women next to him. He is a mighty King that makes people beg for mercury and your nothing but a common whore”

  “Please. Stop it” I would say as I grabbed my head trying to claw the words out. I could have ignored it the first
few times but after hours of listening to it, I dread to say my mental health had started to plummet.

  I couldn’t go back to sleep from fear the Beast would come again and the voice just wouldn’t let me. It was impossible to do as it created massive black holes in my defences. Invisible hands would try and pull my mind and body down into a pit of empty space, where ink coloured hands would try to tear me apart. I fear I was going mad as they tried to steal my soul.