Arabelle

Chapter 32 - Drunk on Magic

Bella’s POV

I kept shouting at them to stop but they chose to ignore me, they just kept fighting like kids, Richard was already bleeding by now and Ian was currently staggering due to the blow he had received from Richard, I was getting anxious, they might end up getting seriously hurt if they continued with this childish behaviour, I had to stop them,

Since they would not listen to me when I spoke to them like a reasonable person, then they will so when I was acting as unreasonable as they were,

Taking a deep breath, I called on the magic in my blood, I just wanted to get their attention and stop from fighting, I felt my blood tinkle and felt tiny sparks at the tip of my fingers, I was beginning to feel weird, like I had little control over the magic and it was quickly spinning out of control, I felt like I was trapped in a web of anger,

I shut my eyes and tried to focus but it was useless, I felt my mind become cloudy, my eyes sprang open and the only thing I saw was Richard and Ian fighting themselves and refusing to listen to me, they needed to be taught a lesson,

“Enough” I said, my voice was different, it was my voice but it sounded different, it had a malicious edge to it, I liked it,

Their heads snapped in my direction and their eyes were wide, I felt the power flow to my finger tips and form into a glowing light ball, it was exactly the type I had hurled at Richard a few weeks back, I saw his eyes widen even larger than it previously was, he obviously recognized it, that was good, I thought and a smile curved my lips,

Ian quickly stepped in front me, his eyes were filled with panic “Bella stop this, you have to get back to your senses, you don’t know what you are doing” he said,

I could hear the urgency in his voice and I didn’t care, just a few minutes ago, I had pleaded with him and he had refused, I lifted my hand and shot the ball of light at him,

His eyes went wide as the light ball came flying towards him, it connected with his chest and sent him crashing into a nearby trashcan,

“Arabelle stop this” Richard said and advanced toward me,

I turned to look at him “You have no right to tell me what to do, I could kill you right now” I said

“Enough of this Arabelle, people will see you” Richard said,

Those words brought memories floating into my head, all the countless times he had told me that I needed to control myself or people will see me, all the countless times he had said he would protect me from all harm and the final memory was when he had embedded that dagger in my heart,

A surge of anger and raw power went through my veins, I felt anger and pain like I had felt before, it sought to tear me apart from the inside out, I saw red and in the middle of it was Richard Blackwood, the bastard that had betrayed me and right now all I wanted was to make him feel pain like he had never known before,

I started chanting a spell that was sure to make him suffer, a spell that made his blood boil slowly until it reached a level where it will start make his skin tear apart slowly until he bled to death all the while going through unimaginable agony,

I watched as perspiration began to form on his fore head, he wiped it away quickly “What are you doing Arabelle? Stop this, this isn’t you” Richard said and made me to come closer to me,

I chanted the spell with more intensity, I watched as the pain registered on his face, I found it pleasing,

He fell to his knees before me, his head fell forward, he groaned loudly, he was in pain and I relished the knowledge of that,

Slowly, he raised his head and his eyes met mine, those damned eyes of his, how I loved those eyes and how they had made me feel weak in the knees,

“Arabelle I know that you are angry and hurt right now and you have every right to punish me for my crime against you but right now you are not in your right senses, don’t do something you will regret later when you come back to your senses, I beg you don’t do this” he said,

For a moment, I felt his words register in my head and the intensity with which I was chanting dulled a little, for a split second I wanted to listen to him but suddenly, I remembered the dagger in my heart that day and all irrational thoughts vanished immediately,

“You will not be getting out of this that easily I can assure Lord Blackwood, you will feel pain worse than the one you made me go through” I said, my voice was downright malicious now,

I resumed the chanting of my spell and he groaned even louder

Suddenly, I felt like I was being bound tightly with a rope all over my body, I looked down at my body and saw that it was wrapped with a green glowing rope, I raised my head quickly and looked towards the direction I had thrown Ian,

He was standing with his right hand outstretched and he was quietly chanting a spell, the rope wound itself tightly around my body, restricting any form of movement, I struggled to break free but it was futile, I focused my attention on trying to break free from the magical binds but still it was futile,

I heard a sigh of relief from Richard’s direction, the spell was broken, I looked at Ian, his second hand was in the air now, it was raised in Richard’s direction, he had broken my spell, I was furious and struggled to break the binds that held me, it was useless,

I was forced to my knees, I raised my head and looked at Ian as he approached me slowly, his eyes were glowing a dull green now and his lips were still moving, and then he was standing right in front of me,

I suddenly felt tired and weak, the anger drained away slowly and it was replaced by a feeling sleepiness, I suddenly couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, I felt the pressure of the binds fall off and I felt myself falling to the ground,

I fell into strong arms, I looked up and through the drowsiness, I saw grey eyes looking down at me with a worried expression, I felt someone kneel down beside me,

“Go to sleep Arabelle” I heard Ian’s voice say from somewhere far away,

That didn’t sound like a bad idea at the moment, my eyes closed and succumbed to the warm caress of sleep.