Dream

The Main Event (Kieran)

"If you run, I'll kill you,".

"If you scream for help, I'll kill you,".

Suriah sat besides me in the car with her head down, fidgeting with her hands, tensed shoulders and her eyes wide. I leaned closer to her painfully tense body and brushed her hair to the side so I could get a better look at her face.

"Try anything, I'll kill you,".

"Got it?" I asked in a whisper.

Suriah's lip trembled as the words in her mouth tried to come. I sighed, using my finger to lift her chin up and face her towards me. She shakily stared into my challenging eyes. In her own I only saw sheer terror for a second until I saw the trust slowly slipped out of her eyes.

She pursed her lips and relaxed her eyebrows, "G-got it,".

I smiled, tilting my head to the side. Good girl. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled Suriah closer to give her a peck on the forehead.

"Let's go," I grinned, stepping out of the car.

Yelling. Flashing lights. Chatter. Cars pulling up. It was all so chaotic but nothing I wasn't already used to. My only worry was how well Suriah would handle the amount of pressure, even though her identity would be hidden to the public.

I walked to the other side of the car once I got out, facing all of the blinding lights. Security was already next to the car, ready to cover Suriah once she got out. I exhaled, cracking the door open and looking down at Suriah's round, fearful eyes. I extended a hand that she hesitantly took. The second Suriah stepped out, she was covered completely and we rushed up the stairs and into the building.
As we entered, the doors quickly shut behind us and went into the coat room where our coats were taken.

"Mr. Knight," the man said, taking his leave.

I turned around, finding Suriah's eyes wide as she held onto herself. I walked up to her and took her arms into my hand, rubbing them gently.

"Are you alright?" I asked, peeking at her face.

She nodded her head roughly, "Mhm,".

I pursed my lips. She's lying. I sighed, staring down the hall that led us into the ballroom where the main event would be held. Was it a good idea to bring her in the first place? I sighed. Fuck it. I looked back down and lifted Suriah's head up.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"Yeah," She answered quietly.

I held her hand in mine, tightly. She held onto my arm as I guided us down the exhaustingly long hallways until the chandelier lights hit our bodies. It was a large ballroom with paintings decorating the cream ceiling. The lights illuminated the golden floors and of course all of the highly dressed people chatting within small groups. This is a lot of people.
The second we stepped into view, all eyes were on us.

Suriah's grip tightened.

"Mr. Knight!" Someone yelled, I turned my head and found an older woman coming our way.

Rosaline. Wife of Angel, who owned a company that's been around longer than mine has. She had her hair put in a tight low bun and a sparkling emerald dress. Don't be angry, you knew this kind of attention would come to us.

I smiled politely, turning Suriah and I her way, "Rosaline,".

She kissed the sides of my cheek, "What a surprise to see you here!".

"Indeed," I chucked.

"I must say, it's wonderful to see you here tonight," She smiled. "Your attendance holds a great deal to the party itself,".