So sorry for the wait!! You can guess why I didn't update, I doubt I even need to tell you. This chapter was a lot longer, but I decided to divide it up, so sorry about that also. Thanks to everyone who has been reading and reviewing, I love you guys and really appreciate it. I will update really soon, because a lot of things happen in the next chapter. And this first part is a dream if you are wondering. Please Read and Review! Thanks again!
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-Aeieo

Chapter 3

"How could you have betrayed me?" Brydson asked me. "You broke our promise…"

"I'm sorry Brydson. I was just so scared… I thought I was never going to see you again. I thought I was going to die. There was no way to escape," I whispered, starting to cry again.

"You broke our promise." Brydson said again with no emotion, this time turning away from me.

"Please don't leave me." I begged, knowing my world would be gone without him in it, as would my soul. I myself would be nothing.

He took a step away, then glance over his shoulder, just as I was sinking to the ground, my tears blurring my vision of Brydson's form. He turned his head away, and disappeared forever, taking my heart with him.

"I love you Brydson," I managed to whisper, even though he could never hear me.

I fell into the darkness, a place where my tears never fell, and cries never heard.

I awoke, drenched in sweat, crying harder than ever, and it felt as if my heart was trying to dislodge itself from my chest. It was painful, a true heartache, the absolute worst pain in the world. Every heartbeat was torture, me squeezing my arms tighter around my chest, trying to numb the pain.

Without a single doubt, I would definitely have to tell Brydson about this one. It was pitch black, dark, but I knew my way around this place. I went to stand up, tucking my hair behind my ear.

I ran into something rock hard. What could that be? I always kept my room locked…

I reached up to touch their face. It was marble smooth, and icy. Realization came down hard on me. I gulped and sat back down on the edge of the bed. The figure moved slightly, and sunlight poured into the room, causing us both to flinch.

"Who is Brydson?" Ryder asked, approaching me. I was not sure whether he was angry or what, fore his face held no expression readable. I was hesitant to answer; I did not want him to know about Brydson.

"No one." I answered quickly, blotting my eyes with the sleeve of my shirt.

"You are lying." Ryder said, stopping a foot away from me. I did not answer, because I truthfully did not have anything to tell Ryder.

"Answer the damned question Alexandra." Ryder yelled and I shrank backwards, fearful of his temper. I did not understand why he was mad about Brydson. And how did he even know of his existence?

"How do you know about him?" It hurt me to say his name aloud. Despite being sweaty, I was now chilled to the bone, shivering as I awaited his answer.

"You talk, cry, and scream in your sleep. I know of everything you said and I felt your pain. In every single dream, or nightmare, it was centered around one person- Brydson. Now answer my question." Ryder said evenly, seeming to be calmer.

"It's my brother." I lied. Please believe me, please believe me, I chanted in my head.

He did not respond, just started pacing. I did not dare look up. He stopped pacing and came over to me, taking his hand and tilting my head up so I was forced to look at him. I blinked back my tears, trying to stay strong for my own sake and survival.

"Tell me the truth." He said, pausing briefly between each word. I gulped yet again. His grip tightened on my face, causing me to cry out.

"Please stop, you're hurting me," I managed to whisper, and he immediately let go.

"I can use much more forceful measures Alexandra. Tell me who he is." He said. Should I rat out someone dearly to me for my own sake of survival? But if he used forceful measures, he would eventually get it out of me anyway…

"My boyfriend." I whispered, my eyes averting his.

"Does he have brown hair, blue eyes, and an odd scar on the back of his neck?" Ryder asked with a small smile forming. My eyes widened in shock. What if they had caught him. Oh god, it would be all my fault. They could have gotten his scent off of me and tracked him. Oh no, oh no. But if he was here, I might get to see him. Unless he had been killed. He would not had given in to slavery…

"Alexandra? Alexandra?" Ryder asked, drawing me out of my thoughts. He was now sitting beside me on the bed, staring at me.

"Does that description fit this Brydson of yours?" Ryder asked, the smile gone. I nodded, crying silently. He knew all about Brydson, without getting the information from me.

"Do you love him?" he asked.

"Yes," I whispered. Then he chuckled and I stiffened. I thought of the worse possibilities that could have happened to him, many of them involving Ryder killing Brydson, or feeding off of him.

"I'm sure he really loves you." Ryder smirked.

"What do you mean by that?" I cried out defensively.

"Don't you understand Alexandra? Brydson betrayed you." He said.

"I don't understand." I whispered, looking up at him with hurt eyes. He took my hand into his. I tried to remove it, but he held it firmly.

"Brydson was one of my slaves. I sent him after you to keep and eye on you for these last few years. He knew about everything and kept it a secret from you. I had to make sure nothing happened to you. The scar on his neck is a mark I give to all my slaves. But he wasn't supposed to fall in love with you," Ryder informed me, his eyebrows furrowed together, making him look angry.

I was just so confused, and really and truly the events all fell into place. Brydson never really did talk about his past much. But he really did love me… or was it all part of the act? He was my world and he had destroyed that. I was literally having an emotional breakdown. It was just too much for me to handle at the time, and after everything I had been through in the last three days had just broken me. I felt like blacking out, and I started to fall forward, until stone arms caught me.

Ryder pulled me against him, and I struggled for a few moments before giving up completely. I sobbed quietly against his chest.

"Why can't I just wake up?" I mumbled, accidentally aloud.

"Sweetie you're not asleep." Ryder said softly. Sweetie? What was going on?

"I should have waited a little longer before telling you all that. I'm sorry Alexandra." He apologized. More affection. Talk about being confused.

"Are you lying to me?" I asked, still in a daze.

"No Alexandra, everything I told you was the complete truth." He said and I cried harder. He stroked my hair and I cowered away from it, but he still did it.