Uncovered - Volume 1 Chapter 24

“I will leave, Mr. Alaric, but you and I both now that I will be back. They say that history repeats itself”, Alexander said and walked passed me, heading towards the large gate. From the corner of my eye I saw Jace’s first clenched.

” And you, come with me” He suddenly said in a harsh tone, making me gulp. I nodded my head and he started walking fast, making me run to keep up with him. He was really angry.

The front door was still opened since I had forgotten to close it when I got out and Jace immediately got in and closed it with a thud when I stepped inside, too. The loud sound of the door slamming closed, echoed int the silent house, signalling that he was extremely angry. I stayed quite and looked at my feet, avoiding the eyes contact with him.

“What the f.u.c.k was he doing here?”, Jace yelled and I flinched.

What was i going to tell him now? Even if I said the truth he wouldn’t believe me, not in the state he was in right now. I looked to my right before answering him to find Agnes in the corner of the room, looking at me with a sad expression. I closed my eyes briefly and replied.

“I-I don’t know how h-he found me”, I stuttered, keeping my face down. I was scared of him and I knew that he wasn’t going to be pleased with my answer He took my arms in his hand with force and shook my body as he brought me closer to him.

” I won’t f.u.c.k.i.n.g ask twice. What was he doing here?”, He yelled in my face. I was about to cry, my chin was quivering. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know why Alexander decided to come and the man in front of me look so put of control.

“I d-don’t know”, I whispered finally opening my teary eyes to look into his dark one’s. His face was hard and didn’t soften a bit when he saw my frightened expression. Instead if apologising he let me go and turned his back to me.

” Mr. Alaric, I-”

“Go to your room, now!”, He ordered. U didn’t move though.

” I said go to your room. And don’t get out until you are told so”, He repeated and I frowned. Why was he behaving like that? I get that he was pissed with Alexander, but I didn’t do anything wrong.

“But I didn’t do anything”, I protested and approached him only to take a step back when he turned around unexpectedly. I have never seen him like this before.

” You dod nothing? You brought that bastard in my house, you called me Jace, when I told you not to, and lastly you are not telling me the truth”, He said.

Is he serious right now? That’s bullshit.

“You–”

“I said go to your room, Teresa, ” He yelled again and I stopped because I knew the moment he called me by my name things were getting really bad and I didn’t want to experience his dark side again. So I closed my mouth and run upstairs, away from him.

The while day that I spend in my room there was only one thing on my mind and that was the fact that Jace and Alexander weren’t strangers. They were enemies. But what for? They are completely different from each other, so where could they have possibly met. And what would have triggered this hatred between them? I remember when loren, from the Dollhouse, told me that Jace had here been before and he had actually taken a girl with him. Could they have met then? It was already starting to get more confusing and if I thought that Jace was mysterious before now he was a freaking puzzle. This man really hides a lot of things and that scares and intrigues me at the same time.

He is a mystery… One that I want to solve.

I stood up from the bed and approached the door, debating if I should open it and get out or not. Jace said to stay here until I was told otherwise, but I couldn’t stay in here any longer or I would go crazy. Besides, today was the day that I was supposed to meet him in his studio, but again he didn’t mention anything like that in the morning when I saw him.

He was too busy yelling like a mad person.

I opened the door without thinking any more. I wasn’t his prisoner, I could get out if I wanted. I walked through the long corridor and approached the stairs which led to the third floor, where Jace’s rooms were and started ascending them slowly. When I reached the top both doors were closed, but from one in particular you could hear noise.

I frowned and took a few steps forwards and placed my palm on the door, which led to the studio. The noise got louder and I couldn’t really tell what it was, the only sound I could make out was heavy breathing and groaning. I exhaled deeply, trying to calm my nerves, and knocked on the door but no one answered. So I just opened it not caring much about what Jace would say. My eyes moved from the floor up to the figure standing in the middle of the room.

It was Jace, but he wasn’t painting.