Wicked Glory by Gladden DelSheree

Author:Gladden, DelSheree
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, fantasy, paranormal, science fiction, teen, wicked, godling, someone wicked this way comes, toung adult, wicked glory
Publisher: DelSheree Gladden

Chapter Twenty-One: By Choice or By Force

(Vanessa)

The last of my dancers filed out of class half an hour ago, but I’m reluctant to leave. David is working with Zander again tonight. Strangely, I’m not as eager for the break as I once would have been. I slip down the hall to where my boss is locking up the other studio rooms. She sees me coming and smiles.

“Everything all right, Van?”

“Yeah, I was just wondering if I could stay a little while longer. I’m finally starting to feel more like myself, and I’d like to work on my own for a little while. I know I’m behind everyone else.”

Lydia chuckles and pats me on the shoulder. “Even on your worst day, you’re still miles ahead of any other dancer I’ve ever taught. You’re welcome to stay as long as you want. It’s been nice having you back.”

“Thanks, Lydia, for everything.”

She smiles again and gives me a quick hug before heading for her office to close everything down for the day. I head in the opposite direction, back to my studio, where I already have everything set up. I gave Lydia the excuse of needing to work on a few dances but, really, I want to finish what I started with David last night.

As I walk into the studio and close the door behind me, the bizarre set up of dance ribbons and ballet barres—plus a few other things—give me a strange sense of satisfaction. The contraption David set up at a facility we’ve been working at this week was definitely more refined and scientific, but this will work just the same. Ducking under a few ribbons, I settle myself in the center of my strange maze.

Some might find it strange that I seem to carry a blindfold with me at odd times but, lately, I never know when I’m going to need it. Slipping it into place, I let go of my lingering distractions. Ketchup will probably be wondering where I am soon, but I need to do this tonight. As many times as David pushed me to complete the exercise last night, I couldn’t do it. Not with him watching my every move.

I don’t understand it. When he watches me dance, I feel like I can let go of everything and truly be myself. When we train… I’m always worried about revealing too much, being too good, or not good enough, or… I don’t even know. Trying to figure it out distracts me, and I fail. Not tonight. Tonight, I can focus and prove to myself what I can really do.

My breathing is slow and even before I think about making the first move. The pain I have gathered and stored today spills through my body as I access its potential. My senses come to life, and I feel the light breeze caused by the low-level air conditioning pulsing through the stuffy building. I smell the oils and sweat left on the wooden barres from years of hands gripping it, and it orients me.

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