The Unraveling by Cassandra Camacho (classic novels TXT) 📕

"Can you stay with me?" I whisper, not knowing if he heard me at all. But he does and comes back, lying on top of the covers. I fall asleep to his steady breathing.

~Erick~

She sleeps so soundly. She is strong and brave and beautiful: I need her. My mate, I've found her. She has complete control of me. I embrace her, she doesn't move. She looks nothing like her picture, her dark wild red hair curls around her. Her figure is of a dancer. She moves with grace. Her body fits together with mine so perfectly. Her smell is enticing like roses and lavender. I need more of her. I hold her limp body tighter, she sleeps like the dead.

"I will never let go of you, you are my mate and my bride. I shall make you mine, and we shall run in the moonlight forever. We shall be together forever. I will love you, and forever I shall hold you tight for every night of our lives. I shall tell you again and again how much I love and never let a single tear fall from your eyes for, this is my vow for my bride," I whisper in her ear she holds me tight and she curls into me.'i swear i will make you mine'I untangle myself from her and walk to Mr. Cregmoors study were him and his wife are ready together both stand and bow at the sight of me.

"I've found my bride..."

" Just give her more time. She will open up, I promise. She is just a bit shy that's all. Please give her more time your highness" Lucy goes to her knees when she speaks

"I don't need any more time on my eighteenth birthday. I'm to marry, and I have chosen Angel to be my bride. I've found my mate, and I want to leave and take her with me two days' time."

"But she needs more time, your highness. She doesn't even know what she is or who you are yet, and she won't fancy the idea of leaving when she doesn't know why she has lost so much. She is fragile and vulnerable right now. She needs us the most, young prince." Dale doesn't dare look me in the eyes; he just bows his head when he speaks.

"I know my father had wanted the visit to be kept secret, but after visiting, Angel is the one that connects with me. She will have to learn her part in my life, and she will have to deal with it. She has no matter in the say. I've chosen her as my bride and as my bride she will live with me there is no changing destiny for it is already written in blood." I walk out going back to my Angel, my love. Yes, she is going to be powerful. Alright, she is going to be all mine. All mine, all mine my precious Angel, my valued jewel.

I lay next to her, holding her tightly, and fall asleep to her heartbeat. She is alive. She is right here, and she is all mine. But let's just hope history doesn't repeat itself. Let's just hope her heart will not be cold, will not be to broken to fix.

~Angel~

I wake up in warmth, and not cold sweat. I didn't have one nightmare last night. I open my eyes and Erick is there, holding me tight, snoring soundly in his sleep. I snuggle closer to him. His arms tighten around my frail body. I close my eyes and I see them: images of my parents' deaths, images of their murder, images of me being spared, images of a young girl who looks like me smiling at her work of art, blood splattering the wall, words writing my name over and over, her looking at me. I'm the one crying, but she is the one laughing. Her evil throaty laugh fills my ears. I close my eyes and cry for someone, anyone to "help please, help please save me." It's a never ending dream, never ending, never ending. I wake up with blood on my hands tears in my eyes and Erick whispering my name over and over.

"I didn't kill them...I swear I didn't ...I didn't do it ...Why was it my face covered in blood, my hand holding the knife, my heart breaking to pieces? I didn't do it! I would never do that!" I say over and over, rocking in Erick's lap over and over. I repeat it over and over. My face shows in the images over and over. I scream their names.

"It's okay, Angel. I believe you. I trust you didn't I understand" Erick whispers in my ear, brushing my hair out of my face. I don't say anything as Erick gets up with me still holding him tight. He carries me to the bathroom and gets it started. He sets me on the sink and brushes my hair. He looks me in the eyes, and a sad smile goes over his face, almost a wince

"I'm here Angel, and history shall not repeat itself. We shall change the past, and our kingdom shall be Merry for all eternity blessing your name" Erick says, but I don't care. I just need warmth. I just need him. I embrace him so hard I feel as if my arms are going to break, and if I let go, I will break.

He leaves after I have calmed down to let me take a shower. The hot water runs down my body and I relax in the warmth of the water. Tears mix in the water. I just stand there enjoying, the hot water fogging up the bathroom.

I walk to the kitchen and see Erick, Lucy, and Dale already in there.

"We were waiting for you, dear." Aunt Lucy walks over with a plate in her hand and sets it down in front of me.

"Eat honey, we have to talk." Dale puts the paper down and holds out his hand for Aunt Lucy to take. She puts her hand into his and begins speaking.

"Honey, before you were born, your parents had already decided on who would marry you. Prince Erick has come for you, Princess Angel. You are the last of the Fae Kingdom. The kingdom had died out so long ago... But understand this: you and Erick will rebuild it together. It is your fate as the heir of Queen Grace and King Aaron." She pauses briefly. "After their...accident, you had to go in hiding. So, we took you in. But your time has come to become the next queen and create a kingdom for everyone." As Aunt Lucy and Uncle Dale try to explain more, I can't move. I can't speak. It's like I'm just paralyzed and speechless. I can hardly understand what is being told to me. I was in hiding, and I can't remember anything but my parents' faces or what they taught me.

I remember being in a classroom with only me...and another kid whom I don't remember. I remember being told to never talk back, I remember never having any friends, I remember crying at night because mom and dad never had time for me, because I never had anyone by my side. I never had time to play with the other kids. And then... I remember dad always smiling and waving at people, and the people would wave back with bright smiles on their faces. One day, I was acting up. No one played with me, no one would look at me. They just went on, passing me by. And I hated it, I hated them! I I couldn't breathe, and flames erupted from me, creating a shield to block out their hateful thoughts. I was encased in flames, and I loved it. Power flowed through me -- real raw power. And I enjoyed it as people became scared of me! People took one look at me and fear showed upon their futile faces. Then, my dad came to me -- so strong and warm -- and scooped me up.

"Honey, what you did just now is not to be used that way. What you did could have hurt someone, including you. Do you understand what I'm saying? Never use it again," his voice was warm, not angry or upset. No, he had loved me with all his heart. The only one that had loved me, my dad. No matter what he was doing, he would always see me, always play with me always hold me tightly in his arms.

"But they don't want to play with me! They don't want to come over! I want friends, Daddy." I said, curled up in his arms. He smiled at me crinkles in the corner of his eyes "And I want a pet, Dad. Can I have a dog?"

"Yes dear, you can have a dog. But you have to learn to accept that they are not afraid of you, but rather they adore you. And I have something for you, Ash. Will you come over here?" A boy came behind Dad. Blond white hair, big icy blue eyes and so pale. His hair was cut short and he wore black clothes. He looked the same age as me, but something was wrong. He was all wrong. He was very handsome, even as a boy. Pretty even. And when he looked at me, something shone in his eyes. Silver, that was it, I saw silver eyes. For a minute, he scared me, but I didn't mind. I was lonely. I walked up to him.

"I'm Angel, and it's a pleasure to meet you." I grab ahold of him and embrace him. He was warm and soft and smelled of a forest and soup. He was happy, but sad his eyes were clouded blue and he gave me a half smile. His face fell as he looked at my father like he just realized how he lost his life

"I'm Ash, and I thank you for having me." He stayed with us for two years. We were happy and friends even. But that year, it changed. He disappeared, never to be seen again. And I forgot everything. It's like it's all a blur, a dream that I can't remember, a nightmare. And I'm too scared to recover it all... I'm such a coward.

"Angel, honey are you okay?" aunt Lucy stares at me with a worried look on her face her green eyes almost dark shaded. I won't remember it I won't look I'll go back asleep and pretend I never woke up

"No, I am going to bed." I stand up and walk to my room before either of them stops me. I lay on my bed, feeling raw, feeling scared, and feeling naked. I close my eyes and breathe in and out, counting backwards from twenty.

"Twenty..." Breathe in...

"Nineteen..." Let go...

"Eighteen..." Breathe in...

"Seventeen..."Let go...

The door opens and footsteps walk in, making the floor creak under their weight.

"Angel?" he sits on the bed and brushes hair from my face. Erick. It feels nice and comforting to be touched like this. I lean my face closer to him... If I were a cat, I would be purring. "Angel..." his voice is nice, and I want to stay like this forever with him whispering my name over and over...

"Yes?" I breathe out, feeling so vulnerable and fragile. I feel as if I might break any second.

"Come with me, be with me. Let me love you, let me make it better," he says. "You don't have to love me, you don't have to get married now, and you don't have to be with me. Just come with me, just let me heal your broken heart. Let me show you what it means to be happy, to be free. And when you are ready, let me be your king, and you my queen. Let us unite our kingdoms and open the gate. Let us bring peace to everyone we love. So I will ask again, come with