Subj: The Jealousy Of Nicholas Blair pt. 10
Date: 1/12/00 9:01:17 AM Central Standard Time
From: Donna Eubanks
WHAT ABOUT LOVE..
It seems at times I do not see
the love you say you have for me
I feel alone or even lost,
that you don't care if love is lost
I need to know that we have love
that I am the one you are thinking of
I wonder if you feel the same
maybe I am the one to blame
Maybe I need too much love
maybe I am a romantic
It seems at times I do not see
the love you say you have for me
it seems at times when I see your face
a mask of evil takes it place..
Donna Eubanks
"Open the door, Donamarie!" Nicholas calls to her. "You give yourself to other men, now do the same for me." He tells her through the locked door. She answers him through her tears and fear, "Nicholas, please do not hate me! I have not been unfaithful to you! I could never be unfaithful to you! Nicholas, I am so frightened! She begins to sob uncontrollably now. "Your tears will not help you now, my dear! Didn't you know that I would be watching you..? And didn't you know that I would find out about you..? Nicholas stated. "You really should have hidden the mirror, you know." He told her.
What have I done? What have I done to us? Thought Donamarie in panic. I only wanted to please my husband, and now look what has happened!
Suddenly, using his powers of magic, Nicholas unlocked the bedroom door. He looked at her with green glowing eyes. He slammed the door behind him. 'You really should have hidden that mirror, my dear, then you could continue to experience your wanton pleasures." Nicholas told her. She looked at him in fear. "Nicholas, please believe me! I love you, and only you! I could never, ever betray you! You are my life, Nicholas! Remember, you loved me so much you asked Diabolos to bring me back to life, to make me immortal, Nicholas! Don't you remember, Nicholas? You loved me that much, Nicholas! She began to sob once again, as he continued to stare at her. Nicholas, I will tell you what I have done! I went to see an artist. I asked him to paint of portrait of me, to give to you as a birthday gift ! That is why I did not tell you! I wanted to surprise you with my portrait, Nicholas! Please, please believe me!" She pleaded.
He conitinued to stare at her with the green eyes. "Remove your clothes, my dear." He told her. She looked at him in fear, as her entire body trembled. "Nicholas, please don't..not like this, not when you are so angry!" She pleaded. 'Remove them or I shall remove them for you!" He commanded once more. "Nicholas, please do not do this!" She pleaded once more.
It didn't seem to matter to him, what she had told him. The realization had not begun to sink in to his mind. He was so full of jealousy and anger now, that her words were not conciously heard.
Slowly she did as her husband asked, removing her clothing. Wisps of black hair clung to her tear streaked face, as soft black curls fell upon her graceful neck and shoulders. She was indeed a beauty. Nicholas could not control his jealousy for her.
Nicholas walked over to her. He wanted to slap her across the face, but he could not. He found he could not strike his bride, for something inside him would not let him. He took her trembling arms, and led her to the bed. "Lie down, my dear." He said in a low voice. She cried once again as she looked at his green eyes. His eyes were glowing so ... With a wave of his hand his clothing was gone.
No candles burned this night. No beautiful romantic music played. There was a sense of evil in this room, a sense of doom to come.
Instantly he was upon her, slithering over her like a snake. He kissed her trembling lips. He touched her roughly, and with haste. "Why are you such a wicked witch?" He whispered in her ear. " Why do you torment me so?" He asked. "I think I shall take you swiftly and roughly, my wife." He told her. He then whispered in her ear. "What would you say about that? Would my wicked witch enjoy that..?" She looked at him in desperation, "I am not a wicked witch, Nicholas!" She thought to herself, I've got to stand up for myself! I've got to make him realize I love him, and only him ! 'I am your wife, and I love you! I am not like those other women you have known! I am not evil and wicked! I know you have been hurt by women in the past, and you have punished them justly. But I have eyes only for you, my Nicholas! My heart beats only for you! Nicholas, I still want to have your baby!" She told him desperately.
He looked at her, as suddenly the realization of her words came to him. She was not having an affair. She had her portrait painted for him. She still wanted to have his baby! His look softened as he looked at her. Gone was the mask of hate. The green eyes were now gone, returning to dark brown once more. "Oh my Donamarie, what have I done to you?!" He asked in horror. 'Please forgive me, my angel ! I might have hurt you !" He stroked her hair, and covered her with his kisses. 'I will never keep secrets again, Nicholas!" She told him. "I shall never hurt or threaten you again!" Nicholas told her. "I will have your baby one day, Nicholas!" She vowed. He looked at her with so much love in his dark eyes. "Yes, my dear, one day I shall give you my baby."
The candles instantly began to burn in the bedroom by the sea. Soft, beautiful love music begins to fill the air once more. The warlock and his witch had found peace and love once again. They were now showing their love for one another, in the most wonderful and beautiful way, as only a warlock and a good witch an.
to be continued...