His Musical Slave (Original)

Chp2: His House

JACE^^^

ROSE'S POV

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I nearly killed someone. But in my defense he was about to kill me.

Right now the prince is holding me bridal style and my arms are wrapped around his neck.

"Hold on." He whispered to me.

Suddenly I couldn't breathe. I let go of my wrap around his neck and was holding my throat.

Then I could breathe again, and by glancing around, we were in a house. A living room to be exact.

But I was dropped, head first, and I stated to cry again.

"Oh god. I'm so sorry."

He knelt down next to me and was about to embrace me but I pushed him away.

He fell on his butt, and looked at me angrily, his eyes turning red.

He stood and looked down at me.

I'm so small compared to him.

"You don't have to be a bitch. Maybe I should've let that guy kill you!" Then he stomped off.

That just made me cry harder.

I hate it when people hate me. It makes me cry and feel worthless.

He's right. He should've just let that guy kill me....

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JACE'S POV

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I could here her thoughts.

I made her feel worthless.

Gosh! I'm such an idiot!

I'm in the back room now.

I tried to hug her to make her feel better. And I wanted to tell her sorry, but she pushed me away.

And I don't like being physically pushed.

Maybe I was a little harsh.

I'm such a fuck up!

Maybe I should go apologize.

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ROSE'S POV

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I stopped crying a couple minutes after he left the room, and got up to sit on the couch.

I don't even know his name.

"It's Jace."

I jumped and fell on the floor again.

I looked up and he walked around the couch to come help me.

"I'm not gonna hurt you. I was trying to help you up last time and you pushed me away."

Jace offered me his hand and I took it, he pulled me up like I was weightless.

"But you did hurt me." I whispered, looking down.

He was still holding my hand, and his grip tightened, then loosened, and he pulled me towards him, locking me in an embrace. I didn't hug him back.

"I'm sorry." He whispered in my ear.

Hearing him say that broke my heart for some reason. Then I hugged him.

A few minutes later he let go of me.

"C'mon. I need to show you to your room."

We walked to the back if the house and down some stairs to a door.

"In here is where you'll be staying for a while."

When he opened the door I gasped.

There were a couple instruments, a twin bed, a bathroom, and a mini kitchen.

The instruments where a guitar, a grand piano, a violin, and a drum set.

"I love it." I said.

He smiled at me.

"Good."

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