I turned, covering my ears with the pillow.  I groaned as the noise increased . I tossed myself here and there letting the anger of being waken up boil inside of me.

I flew  my eyes open, letting them adjust to the bright light. I looked into the ceiling and confusion hit. Where was I. Definitely I wasn't in my room, my room has a light purple ceiling not white. I took my phone turned it on, checked the time. Wow for how long  have I been I sleep. I mean its already past six. T

hen I remembered,everything but why had he brought me here.

I sat on the bed and groaned as my head hurts. The smell of that liquid was still lingering.  I felt nuisance, I wanted to vomit.l reached for my phone, turned it on and the battery died there and there. I lifted my hands in frustration.  How worse can this be.

I rose from the bed and looked outside. The street was familiar,  I used to play in this street when I was young. It wasn't far from home. In fact home was just a few blocks away.

I could here footsteps outside.  Someone was coming and if I dont get out of here soon I am done for. I opened the window. I took a gulp of air before climbing out.

“what do you think you  are you are doing?” I froze. escaping of cause. What the hell did he think I was doing, I wanted to throw those words at him, my ty throat was dry .Did he really think I was just going to wait for him to do what ever he thinks with me.

He dragged me  back through  the window back into the room. I could feel his burning glare on me. His hands were fire on my wrist spreading all over my body. And  suddenly  didn' want him to let go. I wanted his fingers  continue lingering on my wrist.

“ what were you thinking ?” escaping,  I heard that voice at the back of my mind agian.He shook his head and closed the window.

“eeeer .. I.. I.. just wanted to go home. I dont know who you are and what you want from me but let me go. I just want to be with my mom right now.” I blotted.  Was he going to let me go, to just walk away.

“How many times do you want me to tell you I mean no harm. And you can't go back home. It's too dangerous for you Kara.”

That word. I had heard it from Somewhere.  It  was a myth coming from him. I jecked my head and looked at him. For the first time I noticed those deep blue eyes that I can't seem to avoid here and there.  There was something deep in those eyes. Something he was hiding.  Something he didn't want to tell me.

“You say its dangerous for me, what about my mom? Why do you even say I am in danger when I am nobody, no one would be interested in me. No one would be interested in someone like me.” My voice  was now high than I expected.  I could see suprise on his face. He wasn't expecting this neither did I.  It had been long since I raised my voice to anyone.

“Someone went to check if she is fine and if she is .. you will see her.” There was fear in his voice .

“Follow me. ” He demanded.  I groaned as I followed him downstairs.  I sat on the couch and he have me that look that says dont try anything stupid.  He disappeared behind a door and later came our holding a cup of coffee.  He handed it to.
I grabbed the cup and looked at it. I hope it wasn't some herbal coffee that will send me to sleep just like last time at home. I  raised my head and saw him glaring at me.  He didn't even bother to look away, his gaze was intense,  I felt drowning in those eyes.
“Care to tell me what this is all about?”
He just stared at me and drank his own coffee. He acted as if I had not said a single word. He walked to the window and looked outside. I could feel his impatience.  He was looking out for someone or people.
“Won't you  tell me why I am here instead of my house, why you say I am in danger ?”
He looked at me and sighed.  He leaned towards the wall and looked away from me. Like I was disgusting. That hurts.
“Do you know  the myth of the lost golden cup. The cup that could resurrect the dead, the cup that contains the blood of the first founder of the dark circle. ” I heard him say.
My mom used to tell me that story every time I was going to bed. When I got scared , she used to laugh and just say it was just a myth.
“Yeah, what about it.its just a myth hanty.  Nothing more.”
He looked at me and shook his head.
“There is more to that story that you would probably imagined. A lot that people dont know. And I dont feel like I should be telling you this. "
He hesitated a bit and continued “The story is real Anita. And the founders are out to get you as you are the last of the royal family. ”
My jaw dropped.  I mean being lied to that a story ti our mom used to scare you with us real.  Plu mom never mentioned anything concerning a royal family in the story. She used to end where the cup was hidden and no had any idea where it is.
“Aren't the founders the good ones. I mean why would they get to me. There are the originals. ” I questioned him. He looked down on the floor for the fourth time  .
“ No , the arent. There aren't the originals. There's someone,  actually a group that is called the mythic, that I where you belong. That's is your bloodline. And you are the originals,  you are the creators of the golden cup not th founder. And yes they used to be good and all, until they become too ambitious and tried to put everyone under their rule. They..”
Someone knocked on the door. He peered outside and rushed to door. He opened it and I froze as I saw here.
“Erato!”  I found myself whispering her name.She looked at me then back to him.
“we need to get her out of this place now. She can't stay here. It's too dangerous for her.” She told him and looked at me.what the hell is going on here.
"There are here Jade."