The night has lost its magic. The garden is mostly beautiful at night but right in this moment, everything looks ugly.

"So ungrateful and spoilt. I treat you with love and care and you repay me with this! It's not my fault that you love to hurt yourself!" she screams pointing the fork at me.

Enraged and pained, I shoot up from my seat and face head on. There's only a few inches space between me and fork she holds which starts to shake vigorously. Her wrist is shaking and when she realizes it she drops it in shock. I watch her actions and I smile sadly.

"I might be a masochist but at least I know better than to hurt those those who care for me. I'd rather hurt myself than hurt my family but you?" I eye her with disgust and pain. She seems to slowly return to her senses. Her face is fill with remorse and hurt. The maids behind her begin to look everywhere but not my face. Anger boils in me.

" Who allowed it? "I ask calmly despite the rage raving in me. No one answers. I look between the two of them.

" Who allowed her to go back on those fucking drugs?! I expect an answer! if I find out. I will find out and when I do, you'll die in the most slowly, painful ways known to man" I threaten, my own voice sounding strange to me.

None of the them answers. I catch one of them sneak a look at Isabella. I grin.

"Put them in the freezer"

"You don't get to do that!" Isabella shouts in protest as my guards move to action. My head turns to her direction.

"Why not? Are you forgetting who calls the shots here? Would you also like to chill out?" I throw at her, keeping the grin on my face. Looking back at my mum, I see tears pool down her face. She begins to itch.

"You promised papa to never go back on those drugs. You hurt him, you hurt me!"

"How dare you?!" She roars back at me. "You killed him. I was healing and changing then you went and killed him. How dare you!" I know she was going to hit me but I make no move to dodge as she raises her hand to hit me. I await the pain but it never came. Rolan appeared beside holding my mum's hand.

I eye him carefully.

"Thanks for taking good care of Davi but as from tonight I'll be the one protecting and caring for her. I'm afraid I won't allow anyone hurt her, you can hit me instead." The words leave his mouth freely as he stares at mother with a warm smile on his lips not a even a look of contempt showed in his expression. He looks at her like he knows her and who she truly is.

I hate it. Who is he to think he could swoop in and be a hero. He doesn't understand shit about my life and I don't need his pity or care.

Uncle Max is already by my mother's side as she staggers slightly to his arms. "I love them both so much, it's hurt like a stab in my heart" she mumbles before finally passing out.

"I'll be taking her to her quarters. Let's call it a night" Uncle says as he carries mother bridal style, away from the garden. I feel itchy, there's a loud ringing in my head and everywhere feels tight and hot. I hear people call my name and I feel my lips move but they make no sound.

I need to leave this place. Rex's golden brown eyes is the last thing I see before I leave the garden. My legs move faster and hurriedly away from everything. Rolan, Mother, uncle.... Everyone.

My fingers start to scratch my wrist. I'm not comfortable. I fall by the pillar at the entrance of the library, sliding down the length till I'm squatting. "Just a little more Davi" I mutter to myself as I pull myself up with heavy breaths leaving my lips. I enter the library.

The smell of old books and woods calm my raging nerves and I let out a breathe I didn't know I was holding. My body still feels itchy, my fingers continue to itch my wrist aggressively. There's light in the library but darkness is all I see.

It hurts. The itching won't stop. I want to cry. Can I cry?

The door swings open but I'm too engrossed in my itching that I don't bother to look up.

"Jewel"

My hands stop their itching immediately I heard his voice. Rex is here. I don't think twice as I turn and throw myself at him.

"I won't stop itching, it's not stopping. It hurts so much" I say hurriedly with sobs in between. His hands wrap around my frame tightly like he's afraid I will turn to dust. I listen to the drastic beating of his heart and it slowly calms me.

"You'll be fine jewel, want me to read you a story?" He whispers to my right ear. I nod immediately then I stop.

"I'm engaged Romeo. Can I still call you Romeo?"

"I don't care jewel. I'm only going to read to you, that's all. You're not allowed to call me anything but Romeo"

He scoops me in his arms and walks us further into the library. He picks a book, I don't know which one but he knows what I love to read so I trust him to pick the right one. He sits us down, he rests his back on the shelf with me in his arms. He smells like flowers and books.

"The little mermaid" I feel his fingers pull the strands on my face to the back of my ear. "You both have the same hair color" He adds.

I laugh softly. "She's a redhead. I'm auburn"

He scoffs. "I see no difference Jewels" He returns. "let's begin".

"once upon a time..." his rugged cold voice turns softer as he begins to read the story to me. Memories of the past replay in my mind as he reads. We were childhood friends, we'd do everything together. He was like the big brother I wish I had. He taught me how to ride horses, throw daggers and tame a bull. Papa would read to us. Me, Tiana and Rex. They were the best moments of my life, I'll cherish them for ever.

I call him Romeo because he volunteered to help me practice my school Shakespeare's play. I was juliet and he was Romeo, the name stuck since then. My body turns calm and I feel at peace. His fingers are running through my unruly hair, I feel myself slowly drift into a world of oblivion.

"Jewels, " Romeo calls.

"Hmmm"

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"I'm going to kiss you now"