Duchess Swan

Chapter 2

What Duchess is wearing on the plane.

My delirious eyes open to see a beautiful girl waking me up.

Her eyes a golden color suiting her pale white complexation.

"Hi..." I spoke, my voice heavy with sleep.

"Hi Miss...?"

"Sorry, I'm Duchess, Duchess Swan. You are?" I ask nervously.

"My name is Rosalie Hale, but you can call me Rose if you want."

Her voice was like an angels, her blonde hair cascaded down her back.

She was flawless.

Everything I wasn't, everything Renee and Phil wanted me to be.

Whilst staring at her, I didn't realize she was talking to me.

"Sorry what?" I ask.

"I just asked if you wanted a lift to the hospital." She spoke, her voice still like caramel.

"What...?" 

I spoke while looking down.

My fresh cuts had split and I was now bleeding immensely from my stomach.

It wasn't until I looked down that I realized my head was spinning and my eyes were starting to droop due to the blood loss.

Before I let the darkness consume me body and mind, I felt two arms slip under me and then a great gust of wind...

When I opened my eyes, I saw a unfamiliar room.

Half was covered in books but the other half was covered in shelves filled with medical equipment.

Confused as to where I was, I stood up and walked to the only door in the room.

I opened it and walked out of the room into a bright hallway, I closed the door gently and creeped slow over to the stairs at the other side of the corridor sized hallway.

Creeping down the stairs, I heard a noise from behind me, so I started to run which in effect made fall down.

Bracing myself to hit the floor, but it never came. 

Instead long strong arms wrapped around my waist.

Opening my eyes, I look up to see the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen.

Topaz clouded my vision as I stared into the eyes of the person who caught me.