If Only

Diva was tired and fighting to stay awake. Sleeping wasn’t something she’d ever been fond of. Her dreams were always marred by memories of the gruesome past, reminding her the future didn’t look much better.

Then there was the fact that she was missing things. She could not stop the world just so she could sleep. That made her feel out of control, which was something she never liked to be. She was a queen. She should have complete control over everything she wanted.

She paced the perimeter of the moonlight ball room, dragging her fingers along the wall as she went. They met no resistance from the prefect marble.

"Just another fancy house, not a home" she thought to herself, but would never say out loud. More than anything else -even the success of her plans - she wanted a home.

After pacing until she lost count of her laps she stopped to inspect her self in the window pane. Her new blue satin dress now bore an ugly red stain, the same stain that coated her lips like a rich lipstick. The dress had been a gift from her servant, Solomon.

"He will be upset" She thought dully, fingering the stain. "He should have bought a red one. After all he knows how impossible my snacks can be." She didn’t feel as annoyed as she let her thoughts sound, though. She was actually a little sad. Solomon was her favorite. Just as she thought of him; the large door on the other side of room opened and in walked the handsome blonde man.

He saw her expression and the her hand on the stain, But said nothing. He simply walked over to her, took her face in his hands and kissed her lips gently, taking his sweet time to taste the ruminates of blood. She didn’t fight him.

“Are you enjoying your stay here ?” He ask, after he had pulled away. He was watching her eyes closely. She couldn’t help but look into his own. They were the most beautiful shade of blue.

“Yes” she lied “It’s lovely”

The way he looks at me, touches me she thought pushing her hand through his shaggy locks while seductively kissing his neck, just below his chin. He must love me. She let him pull her closer. He was so warm. If only I loved him. Then this could be a home...

“Come up stairs with me” He whispered to her.

“Of course” She replied with a small giggle and she let the truth fade away, if only for a while.

Authors Note: Why couldn't they have been a couple !?

This is a sample from a role-play application. I’m playing as Diva. At first it only went to where she states "It's lovely".But I belong to a witting community at live journal and I saw that there line was "If Only". So I decied to tweak it a bit and add that last few paragraphs.

Hope you enjoyed!