Queen

I don't know how long Syn held me against his chest but I felt safer here than anywhere else. He stayed silent and I couldn't help the tears falling out, but I tried not to completely break down.

After a few moments, I pulled away from him and he ran his hand down his face in frustration. "What happened today?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked quietly.

"Before Caspian called you, what happened?" He clarified.

I gave him a small smile and wrapped my arms around myself. "Nothing," I lied.

His eyes traveled down to my crossed arm and took a step towards me. He laid a hand on my cheek and sighed. "I've noticed that you hug yourself when you're nervous. Do you have something to be nervous about, Queen?"

I laughed softly. "Maybe you just make me nervous."

He lowered himself to me and I parted my lips for him to kiss me. His eyes flickered down to them and then back up to my eyes. "I'm going to call a warlock doctor. Whatever you're not telling me, will be found out."

Worry began to claw its way into my mind and I shook my head. "I don't want to see a doctor."

"I'm not giving you a choice," he said as he removed his suit jacket and placed it onto the table. Choices, everyone seemed to be taking mine away lately and I was sick of it.

"I don't want to see a doctor. It's not your choice to make! It's my body, Syn!" I argued.

"It's my body too!" He yelled back.

I was taken aback by his sudden outburst and I shook my head in confusion. "What...I don't unde-"

"Strip," he ordered.

"Why?" I asked. I still had bruises from earlier and I didn't feel like being on display. There was no excuse I could make for them.

"Queen...if there's nothing to hide, take your clothes off."

I took a step away and shook my head as the lump in my throat began to grow. I didn't want to be looked at, or touched. I didn't want to know the way he'd look at me after seeing the bruises and handprints painting my breasts and between my legs.

He took a step forward and moved his hands to my shirt to remove it. I cried as I tried to fight him but he was always stronger than me. When I wouldn't stop fighting he grabbed my wrists and brought his face to mine.

"Stop fighting me," he growled.

"Syn, please stop..." I said in a broken voice. My tears streamed down my face as I looked into his eyes and he dropped my wrists and pulled me against him again.

When I calmed down, Syn stepped away from me. "Since you won't show me, I'll show you." I looked at him in puzzlement as he began unbuttoning his shirt. As the skin on his chest was exposed I noticed the black and blue marks and the obvious handprints. What was strange about them was that they were exactly where I had mine.

My lip quivered as I held back a sob and watched him undress. When he was standing completely naked in front of me, I saw everything. Everything that Dimitri did to me, was on his body just as it was on mine. That would mean...

My chest ached at the thought and I couldn't control myself anymore. My knees felt weak under me and I dropped to the floor. Before I could hurt myself too badly, Syn caught me and cradled my body against his on the floor.

"I'm sorry," I sobbed uncontrollably. "I should've done what he said."

I felt him tense behind me and he wrapped his arms around me tighter. "What does that mean, Queen?" He asked in a hoarse voice. I glanced up at him to see his green eyes pooled with tears. That didn't help my already emotional state and I cried harder.

When he saw that I was no longer putting up a fight, he gently adjusted our position so he could remove my denim jacket. I didn't have enough fight in me to stop him after what I just saw. He threw my jacket to the side and closed my eyes as his hands went to the hem of my shirt.

Just one item of clothing to be stripped away for him to see everything. I closed my eyes and took whimpered breaths as he slowly lifted it over my head. With my eyes closed, I pulled my knees to my chest and laid my head on my knees.

I lifted my head to look at him and he had his head lowered with his hand over his face. After a few minutes, he took a deep breath and looked down at me with red eyes. "Dimitri?"

I looked away from him and remained silent. I couldn't give him an answer. What if he decided to do something and ended up going to jail? That was a risk I wasn't willing to take. Syn gave up his life for me. So I'd give up my soul, my mind, my body...whatever it took to make sure he was never hurt again.

"You're not going to give me an answer?" He asked.

"It wasn't Dimitri," I answered.

Syn scoffed and stood up from the floor. He angrily grabbed his clothes and began putting them on. "Why the fuck are you protecting him?" He growled.

I'm protecting you.

"Because he's my-"

"Tell me he's your fucking fiancé again and I'm going to lose it," he said lowly.

"It's the truth," I said. I watched his angry expression turn into one of pain, but I had no choice. This was the only way he'd leave me alone. "I love him."

Syn chuckled and shook his head as he buttoned his shirt. He looked around in boredom for a few moments before looking back down at me. "I'm not stupid, Queen." He crouched down to my level and sighed. "You can't lie your way out of this, not with me."

I looked away from his intimidating stare and he gently moved my chin back to face him. "Do you look at him the way you look at me?" He asked.

I tugged my chin out of his grip and stood up from the floor. Be strong, Queen. With that in my mind, I picked up my clothes from the floor and began putting them on.

I looked back to Syn who was now sitting on the couch and watching me get dressed. The expression on his face was completely unreadable. I couldn't tell if he wanted to kill me or never speak to me again. Most likely a mixture of both.

"So you're going to be with him?" He questioned lowly.

"Yes."

"And you're going to marry him?"

Was I? I suppose I had no choice in that matter. "Yes, I am."

Syn laughed and crossed his arms as he sat back onto the couch. "If you leave to go be with him, I can't protect you. I'll remove whatever this bind is we have and I'll come after you both."

"Come for us?" I asked as I put on my jacket.

"Yes, Queen. You see, Hell is mine. I died and for whatever reason, you took over. But I'm back now. Either you will help and rule with me, or I'll take you both down."

I didn't say it out loud but deep down, I hoped he was serious. I wouldn't mind Syn taking Hell from me. I loved it as if it were my own all these years, but it'd be safer in his hands than in Dimitri's.

"Take us down then," I said.

He smiled and looked down at his lap. "You must really love him to be choosing him over me."

"It shouldn't be that big of a surprise. We just met."

Syn

Her words were a slap across the face for me but I kept in mind that she was doing it for a reason. After Cas told me everything, I had no doubts that her heart resided with me even after all this time. Even if I didn't remember her.

She faked her confidence as she adjusted her clothing and stood up straight. I had no idea why she was getting dressed right now, I wasn't letting her go just yet.

"I suppose we did," I agreed.

"Well, goodbye," she said as she raised her fingers.

I sped to her before she could snap her fingers and took her hand into mine. Her eyes widened as she tried to remove her hands but I held her tightly and pulled her along with me.

"What are you doing?" She yelled as she resisted my pull.

I ignored her and dragged her into the closet quickly. I adjusted my hands so that I was holding her wrists between my one hand and I grabbed two ties from my drawer. "Syn, what are you-"

"Shhh," I cut her off as I pulled her back into my room. She continued resisting but with ease, I led her to my bed and pushed her down. I hated having to do this considering I liked her a lot but she gave me no other choice. Besides, this was for her own good.

I straddled her and held her between my legs as I took one of her wrists and tied it against the headboard. I did the same to the other and ignored her cursing at me. When I was done I tugged on them to make sure they were secure and got off her.

"Fucking untie me!" She yelled.

"You have a pretty dirty mouth, Queen," I said in amusement. I could see that being a reason as to how I fell for her in the past.

"Syn, seriously please," she begged.

"You know, if you weren't doing whatever it is that you're doing, this-," I gestured to her bound state on the bed. "Could've been a good time." At my words she suddenly looked afraid and I wondered why. I wouldn't hurt her. She knew that, right?

"I'm not going to hurt you, Queen. I'm just going to have a doctor come take a look at you," I said.

She shook her head quickly and I crossed my arms. I needed to know what was going on with her. Something serious happened today and she wasn't telling me, so I'd find out one way or another. After what I found out about Dimitri I wanted to be extra cautious.

I don't know what I'd do if he touched her. I'd consider it an offense punishable by something far worse than death. I never took kindly to people touching what was mine. I still didn't remember her but fuck my memories.

She was mine the moment she came into my mind.

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Author's Note
My wrists are missing something around them and I'm not talking about a bracelet😏

Okay, let me stop playing. Sorry for the ridiculously late upload, I was called into work and yk the rest🥲.

So Queen is still keeping up the act but Syn knows better than that doesn't he? Will he truly take Queen down along with Dimitri for the throne? I wonder if anything the doctor says will change anything 😶.

Lmk your thoughts✨