Chapter 11：Unwanted

Since my second coming back home, Edwards attitude had changed dramatically. He no longer said anything about bringing another wife to be home. He didn't mention anything about knowing if I was a Virgoians or not. Alora seemed to thrive faster since I was now teaching her what magic I knew she was able to learn. Edward was starting to get more touchy. His arm going over my shoulder when he had the chance, coming up behind me wrapping his arm around my mid section to hug me while I was doing dishes and now that spring was over, Alora played mostly in the back yard during the day. The mood in the house seem to lift as the shift of moods changed.

One night after I put Alora to bed, Edward was up in his study, on the phone. He didn't seem thrilled about talking to this person. His 'funds' to help Seymour find me or even the want to didn't appeal to him. So, he had told his brother to stop bugging him about it. He would replace the car and make the report as if it was an engine malfunction. Edward didn't like that he did that but he was his brother and nothing was going to change that. I was doing the pots and pans from dinner when he entered the room. I turned and watched his hand run through his black jet hair, making it a mess.

"Jaq..." He swallowed not knowing how to continue. I turned fully to him, wiping my hands as I looked at him. Well, here we go again. "I want to try one more time. To have someone different. Even though Alora has stated what she wanted, people aren't objects to own." I turned, looking at the rose bushes in the garden. Was this a deja vu or what? I felt my heart tear as I continued with the pots. "She's coming in tonight. Someone I've known since I was little. She..." It became too much to bare. I slammed the pot in the water, bringing Alora into the room. Edward had turned his attention from me to the little girl. "Alora, go in your room, OK." She nodded obeying her father. He took a few steps towards me as the bubbles were now on the window in front of me.

"Why are you doing this?!" I exclaimed. I let the tears fall knowing that I would have to leave again. Leave this house that I wanted to so desperately to call my home. He stood a few feet from me, his brilliant green eyes hazy, cloudy and concerned all at the same time. "Bring in these women just so that you have no other choice then to come back to me. Bring me back here with false hope that maybe this time, just this TIME I was going to be welcomed fully into the home. Be able to have a home. Be able to call Alora my daughter. Even call you my husband." I heard a slight gasp come from him. He shifted staying in one spot. "Why can't you ask me? I'm already here. I have no where to go. Is having me as a wife sound so distasteful that you have to bring these women in and out of this house! I've already made a connection with Alora. I love her. I love you!" I exclaimed holding the dish towel in my hand squeezing the bubbly content into the sink. The tears rolling down my face as now the front of my white blouse had gotten wet from the water witch was almost forgotten. The white outline of my bra was clear on the front as it had soaked through. "Why can't you ask me specially if... if your not looking for a bed mate. Just a mother." I looked up at him. His green eyes taking an up and down motion of my tense body. The bubbles going up my arm from the now soaking pots and pans. I sniffed in, knowing that no matter what I was going to say, that this was not going to turn out to my advantage. Specially if he hadn't moved from his glued spot. His hand on the counter seeming like it was holding his weight. Go a head tell me you didn't expect me to fall in love with you. Go on say it! Just when he was about to say something, the door bell rang. "Go on. It's not like I expected much. Third one is always the charm right?" I said low, bringing forth a fake smile. He didn't move, just watched me. I wiped my hands with the towel and placed it on the counter.

"Jaq I didn't....."

"Go." I exclaimed as the door bell rang again. He sighed and left the kitchen running his hands through his hair again. I drained the water, wiped off the pots and pans and put them away. I heard him, a women and another man in the den as I went to my room. I changed to one of my other blouses. It was purple, touched my neck, and hid my pendant. I put black jeans on, and decided to go offer some coffee. I left my room as Alora came bouncing out of the den.

"Come on, Ma. This is exciting!" I sighed as at least she found this exciting. I didn't know if she knew what having another women in the house meant but I didn't ask her. Suitcase after suitcase lined the wall to the steps. So, I was guessing both voices were staying for a while. Alora opened the doors and we walked in.

I saw the auburn hair first. It reached her mid back, her bright Grey eyes looked up at us entering. She wore a simple ankle long dress that hugged her every curve. Even more thinner then I was. Her hands and half her arm was encased with a white laced gloves, her smile was genuine and her lips were painted red, that went perfectly with her light blue dress and perplexion. Her waist was small, her rear was round and it fit her petite frame perfectly. This women was perfect and she walked up to me. Her politeness just as genuine as her smile. The V neck of her dress didn't hide the fact that her bust was small but she tried to show as much as she could of them. I took her out stretched hand.

"Hello, dear. I am Felicia StoneWell."

"From StoneWell Inc.?" I had asked. She smiled, the small one sided dimple showing as she did so. I heard two sets of boots walking over, then one stopping as the other continued.

"That's right." She said.

"I am Jaq. I've been taking care of Alora since she was a baby." She nodded. Then, moved out of the way.

Violet clear eyes looked up at the blue green shocked ones. Black hair pulled back showing the roots of the platinum that streaked its black contore. The round perfect nose that matched Edward's. The high cheek bones and the thin lips that soon formed into a grin that spoke all the evil that was possible from him. He wore black leather pants, boots, black tight fitting tunic that was covered with a dark crimson vest. Over the vest was a suit jacket in an attempt at making himself look business like. Edward stood a few feet in front of him, his green eyes looked from him to me. Seymour was the first to move, his hand grasped mine and he pulled them to those thin lips as the warmth touched the back of my hand.

"What loveliness my brother has hidden so well from me." My other hand went to my chest as I felt the pendant under the fabric of the silk blouse. My heart pounded in my chest as he stood, taking his other hand and held both of mine together. "I am Lord Seymour, and I am embarrassed to admit but I did not catch your name." I swallowed the frightened lump in my throat that just added to the feeling of throwing up.

"I... I'm Jaq."

"No last name to go with that first." His voice dropped to the husky drawl that I had heard before. I shook my head. He turned to Edward as I looked over at him. His green eyes were darker, almost livid at how his brother introduced himself. "Dearest brother of mine, how can you keep this loveliness to yourself? I should have been invited over before this. Then I could have taken her from you then."

"No she's mine!" I heard Alora and it was her arms around my legs that brought me back from the shock of seeing Seymour in the same house as me. As she flung herself to me, I fell forward not expecting it. Seymour turned just in time to stop me from falling. My hand on his chest as I felt the rhythm fast and hard against my hand. His arms were around me as they traveled down my body to be placed on my hips as he steadied me. I pushed against him and looked up. The pink flashing on my cheeks as my eyes met his. I slowly moved away as his hands reluctantly removed from my hips.

"I'm sorry." I almost whispered.

"The pleasure was all mine." I moved from him as Alora kept her arms wrapped around my legs. The Grey eyes looked over at the green livid behind me as I looked up at those eyes. "I heard everyone in here and thought I would ask if anyone... wanted anything."

"Do you have chamomile tea?" Felicia broke the tension in the room. I looked over at her forcing a smile.

"Of course. I will make a pot of coffee too. Are you staying here, in the den?" I asked looking over at Edward.

"Yes... Seymour and I have things to discussions." I nodded.

"If you don't mind, dear. We've traveled from the country and I would like to take my tea in my room. If that's OK." I nodded.

"Any special room you like?"

"Oh I adore the yellow one." She said as I picked up Alora as she stuck her thumb in her mouth. She placed her arm protectively around my neck as I felt the pair of eyes watching my back looking at the Grey ones myself.

"Of course. I will help carry your belongings upstairs."

"Oh that would be wonderful."

"Then you can take a bath while I prepare your tea. Want to help?" I asked Alora as we made to exit the room. My heart pounded against Alora's small body as I closed the door, catching the grin across Seymour's lips before closing the door. I placed her down as her green eyes looked up at me.

"Uncle Seymour isn't allowed to have you!" She exclaimed then went into a fit of crying. Her small hands covering her eyes as both of us looked down at her. I knelt down as the other women held her hands at her chest.

"Alora, it's OK. Nothing is going to happen, OK. If anything happens, i will always be here." I pointed to her heart as she went to sniffing. "We have our connection." She nodded knowing that I meant more then what most knew. "Lets help Ms Felicia to her room. She is tired and so are you." She nodded as we turned to the women. I lead the way, picked up a couple of cases as Alora picked up the smaller one. We climbed the stairs in silence. I showed her to the yellow room, not slept in for years but dusted by me every day. She turned to me, smiled.

"Thank you. I will enjoy a leisure bath." I nodded as the arm was around my knee again.

"Please do. I am going to put Alora to bed first. Then I will be up with your tea." She nodded her thanks as I picked up Alora. Her head and arm presumed their places as I went back down the steps. I heard Seymour laugh then went into Alora's room.

"Ma he knows." She said as I placed her back in her bed. It was well past her bed time as she looked up at me the tears still falling from her eyes as I sat on the bed.

"He knew when he saw me. It will be OK, Alora."

"But I love you I don't want you to go." She said. "He won't treat you as good as daddy." I ran my hands along her reddish blond hair.

"We will have to see what happens OK. I have to get Felicia her tea and make daddy coffee." She nodded and laid down. I bent down to give her a kiss on the forehead. She hugged her over sized teddy and closed her eyes. I left her room going into the kitchen. I pulled the coffee pot out from the corner of the counter and turned it on. It was already ready for coffee because of how quick I liked to be. I leaned against the counter, my hands flat against the pale color of the granite. I placed my hand on my forehead, loosing my balance I fell to the counter, slid down the cabinet and sat on the tiled floor. Tears streaming down my face as now I was the most scared I could ever be. Seymour... here... in the same house. Edward having no idea what bringing him to his house meant for me, for Alora.... or even him. Not that it mattered. He wanted me gone and out of the house anyways. I stood, washed my face in cold water before taking the one person tea set out of the cabinet. I put chamomile tea in the two cup coffee machine. It only took it seconds to make tea. I placed the small tea pot and tea cup small spoon and sugar and creamer on a tray. I picked it up and as I went to go out of the kitchen, bumped into a hard rock chest. The tea started to spill but I caught it swiftly in my other hand, swirled right into the person in order to balance the pot. I looked up at the green eyes.

"Jaq...." Edward said with a smooth voice. I only smiled up at him before moving to go around him saying nothing at all to him. HE watched me leave the area and go up the steps. I knocked on Felicia's door.

"Come in, darling." She said. I sighed hoping it wasn't Edward she was hoping it was. I opened the door and her bright eyes looked over at me. She was brushing her damp hair at the vanity, in her long night gown. "Thank you, darling." She said placing her brush down as I placed the tea on the side table.

"Your welcome Felicia." I said when I turned her hands had suddenly grasped both of mine. Her slender finger run under my eyes taking one last tear that I had missed from my eye lash.

"Darling, why are you crying?" She asked sitting us both down on the bed. I shook my head but she kept a grip on my hands.

"Nothing.. really!" I exclaimed.

"Your in love with him aren't you." She said. I looked up at her eyes as she looked down at me.

"Who?"

"Edward!" She exclaimed back.

"Well...." I trailed off as she turned to pour the tea in the cup then the sugar stirring it.

"I can tell." She said not sounding one bit put off by what she had already guessed was the truth.

"I've known it for a year now." I said looking every where else then at her. "But he doesn't love me. He's made up his mind to find someone better to take care of Alora."

"But it doesn't make sense." She said sipping her tea. "When hes got a beauty like you to take care of her and that little thing adores you like there is no tomorrow."

"I'm the only thing she has had to consider for the job."

"It's not a job, deary." She said placing the empty cup on the table. "It's a privilege. Look," She grabbed my hands again. "I am not a women to step on someone else feet. If you love him, go after him."

"Doesn't matter Felicia." I said standing. "Please, have a good night. Breakfast will be ready at eight." She watched me leave the room, taking more tea into her cup. I heard her sigh as I closed the door. I went back down to the kitchen. I took the other 10 cupper pot and poured the coffee in it. I took the tray with two cups, the pot, creamer and sugar into the den where both men were.

"Look Seymour, I have already told you what I thought about your fantasies." I swallowed as I stood outside the door listening. What would he say to Edward now? I heard him laugh.

"Even if this girl was almost right under your nose." I felt my heart skip a few beats. He wouldn't dare? It was Edward's turn to laugh.

"If she was right under my nose, bro. I would have been able to tell by now wouldn't I? I mean the use of magic isn't hard to hide."

"Unless you don't use it." Seymour said. I opened the door before I could hear any more of their conversation. Both sets of eyes were on me as I entered. Seymour was the first to stand and take the tray from me. His lean hands grasping mine as he took the pot. He placed it on the table between the two couches. I avoided the look Edward was shooting his older brother as I waited for Seymour to sit. He looked up at me, patted the seat next to him. I put my hand up.

"No..."

"Let's talk about something else." Seymour said taking a sip of the dark brew. "Nice job, sweety.' He said giving my shoulder a squeeze as I felt the tears lining up.

"Jaq looks rather tired, Seymour." Edward said. The coffee cup now empty was set on the tray, lean tanned hands were on either of my cheek as he turned my face to him. I had no other choice then to look into the blue green eyes of Seymour. The lump threatening in my throat.

"Yes, you do look every bit tired. Then, we can get to know each other tomorrow. I have no intentions of leaving any time soon." I felt the last beatings of my heart fall to my stomach. "I would enjoy if you would accompany me to my room." He said in a low voice. I felt my cheeks give a blush.

"I can show you to your room, sir..."

"Seymour." He corrected with the same huskiness.

"But I won't stay." I said my eyes shooting violet sparks at him. He seemed to ignore them as he just smiled the wicked grin.

"Very well then." He said dropping my face. I stood as Edward nursed his my guess un wanted now coffee.

"Did you need anything else, Edward?" I asked. He shook his head. I turned and Seymour followed me. "I take it the room with the darkest colors is yours then?" I asked as he grabbed his two cases and I stood waiting for him on the steps. He grinned.

"Of course, how you already know me." I turned on my heels and going up the steps. I opened the door, moving in as he came in.

"Good night then. Breakfast will be served...." The door was suddenly closed behind me, my back against that closed door as his hands were now next to my head on either side blocking me from moving away from the door. When I looked up his face was right there in front of mine, the grin playing on his handsome face. His black platinum hair falling forward almost tickling my chin as it was just as neatly parted as Edward's.

"Never!" His voice was low, harsh and almost angry as he spoke. I looked down at his chest. "Would I in a million years think to come looking in my little brothers house for you." I felt my heart that was currently in my stomach, fall even further to my knees making them weak. "You've been teaching Alora magic." Then the blush continued. "The little bit that she can learn. Don't think just because you are here, just because you share a bond with her that I won't take you with me when I leave."

"I am not going anywhere with you." I said low.

"What would Edward think if he knew who you were." He took his hand and unbuttoned the first few buttons of my blouse. I swallowed about to bring my hand up to stop him but he was quicker. He took my hands and held them above my head making my chest prop up more. His other hand still working at the buttons as he stopped right at my cleavage. The pendant was then between his fingers as he twirled it around before turning it to the birth certificate side. "Born March 3. Princess Jacqueline Leah Vanderpool. daughter of King Jared and Queen Jessybella. Home town Kilimaria, Virgoain City." I felt the tears at the back of my eyes as yet again he twirled it around, then letting it fall between my breasts. His eyes lingered there for a moment before looking up at me. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Doesn't matter to me."

"There is nothing that you can do that would make me go home with you." He laughed.

"Oh, what about telling Edward who you are." I looked up at him, fear written on my face for a brief moment, then I gave him a blank look.

"Why do you think that would matter now? He's already trying to find a mother for Alora. I won't be here very much longer if Felicia takes the job."

"You are in love with him." He said, all the anger that was there was now plain on his face. He turned around, my hands still clamped firmly in his as I was now pressed against the pole of the bed that held up the canopy. His once clear lustful blue green eyes reflected the dark green of Edward's that showed jealousy. "Has he touched you!" He yelled. I grinned.

"Well, I've hugged him. Kissed his cheek. Every...." At that I was slammed harder against the bed post. I yelped slightly, the small painful sound catching in my throat creating a soft moan.

"Has he had sex with you!" The lack of answering his question was only fueling his rage. I looked up at him, violet sparks flew to those of his green jealous lustful sparks.

"I don't see that any of your business." I spat back at him. I moaned painfully as he lifted my arms so far above my head that I was going on tip toe as his hands tightened about my wrists.

"So help me Jaq....." His voice low, as his face was right in front of mine. I felt the warmth of his heated angry breath. "If he has..."

"No, Seymour...." I said just as low. I was lowered slowly and took a breath. "Edward... wouldn't even consider it." I said saying a slight lie as the memory of the night before I left came crashing into my thoughts.

"Good.. Keep it that way." I was placed on my feet then and he let me go, still standing in front of me though. I leaned heavily on the bed pole. "I will be the one to have your innocence." His hand snaked around and was placed on my lower back ushering me to the door. "We will finish this later. Don't think about running. Remember, I know how much you love Alora. How much you care for both of them." I turned just as we had reached the door. My hand landed on his chest as he was so close.

"You wouldn't!" I exclaimed. "They are your family." His one hand was placed on the door frame as his other moved a piece of stray hair behind my ear.

"Never under estimate me. I do not care who gets in my way if it's what I want, i will kill for it and you are on the top kill for list." He opened the door. "Good night, Jaq." I turned and walked out of the bedroom, tears threatening at my eyes as I heard him laugh as he closed the door. I stood there for a moment, calculating everything that had happened in the past hour in my head.

"Jaq..." I heard Edward. I looked heaven ward, said a little help me prayer and looked over at him. "Your shirt..." He trailed off before walking towards me. I panicked too quickly probably causing all sorts of not so true thoughts going through his head. I buttoned the buttons re-hiding my pendant.

"I unbuttoned it on the way up here. It gets hot and I haven't sat down for a while." He was standing right in front of me. His head tilted. I was suddenly grabbed again as he jerked me in the direction of his room. I was guessing my prayer was still on rout when he opened his door and took me in his room. The lighting was low, dim as he let my hand go. He moved more into the room as he ran his hand through his thick black hair. I waited by the door for him to say something. He was definitely not his brother. he started to unbutton his shirt, his broad back towards me. Where Seymour was easily able to hover over me, give that fear into my heart, Edward was the complete opposite. He pulled the shirt out of his pants and sat on his bed. His legs were spread, his elbows on his knees as his hands in fists were at his forehead as he bent his head, back arched to look at the floor, at his feet.

"I'm sorry, Jaq." He said looking down at the floor. With everything that was going on so fast, so unexpected even the laugh from my lips was just as unexpected.

"Whatever for?" I asked watching him. His green eyes looked up at me as his elbows were on his knees, his hair in a disarray.

"For Seymour." I shrugged.

"Nothing to be sorry for." I turned to the door, placing my hand on the door knob and thought for a moment. If Seymour was really going to kill Edward in order to get to me.... "Edward..."

"Yes..." The room was silent for a moment.

"About.. about what I said.. in the kitchen earlier."

"Yes."

"Forget about it." I heard the sound of the box springs as he sat full up right. "I wasn't lying, Edward. I never lie and I am not about to start now. But, I think Felicia will make a good mother for Alora. She's kind, generous, spirited, and you go way back. Even farther then me taking care of Alora."

"Jaq.. I didn't mean..."

"I know. You didn't mean for me to fall in love with you." I gave him a small smile as now he stood up. His green eyes taking an up and down motion of my body as now the threatening tears fell down my face. "I did it knowing that you were looking for a mother for Alora. Knowing that you wouldn't return the feelings. I can continue my life knowing what loving someone felt like. Thank you Edward." He looked like he couldn't move for a moment and as the glue apparently wore off, he started slowly towards me. "Good night, Edward. I will see you in the morning." I opened the door and left the room before he could reach me. I ran down the hall as I heard his door open then slam shut. I didn't look back as I heard the sound of his still shoe feet running after me.

"Jaq!" He called after me. As I reached the bottom he reached the steps but he still ran after me. I opened my door, got in my room and locked the door stepping back from it as I heard his feet stop right in front of it. I watched as the door knob moved, then he pounded on the door. "Jaq.. open the door..."

"Daddy." I heard Alora. He stopped.

"Alora, why are you still up?' He asked calmly to the little girl.

"I couldn't sleep."

"Lets get you back in bed, OK sweety."

"OK dad." I went and locked the door that lead into Alora's room. I jumped in the shower and that is when I let all the pent up tear flow, right into the drain, and before actually falling a sleep most of them on my pillow.