Your face shows absolute fear, but on the inside, you're not scared. Not at all. You're in COMPLETE PANIC. You can't believe they've found you. 'How could they-?' your thoughts are cut off by your foster-father's grip tightening around your throat.
"Surprised to see us, wench? You weren't easy to find, but we've come to bring you home. You won't be leaving your room anytime soon, that's for sure," he tells you.
You want so badly for him to let go of your neck. You can't breathe, and your vision is going fuzzy. In an instant, you're on the ground with tears in your eyes, your arms crossed over your stomach, Carl's fist still clenched from the blow he'd just dealt you. You gasp for precious air, then cough painfully as it creeps into your lungs, your eyes shut tightly. Before you even open your eyes, you hear your foster-father yelp and stagger away.
"How dare you enter these grounds and attack one of our own!" an enraged and familiar voice shouts.
Your eyes shoot open, 'Frederick!'
Said vampire stands in front of you facing your foster-parents. You notice his hand balled into a tight fist.
"_____!"
You unconsciously flinch at the loud sound. You look up and are met with Gregory's worried gaze."Gregory! Take _____ and get her somewhere safe! I'll handle these two!" Frederick orders, Gregory obeys immediately, lifting you as he had when he'd brought you back the night before. He lifts off the ground and heads off towards his home.
You grip his trench coat to gain his attention.
He looks down at you, "What's wrong?"
"I want to see what happens. Please... We'll stay hidden. Please, Gregory," you plead.
He looks you in the eyes and states, "You don't really want to hide, do you? You want to fight by yourself."
You inhale sharply, surprised. "How do you-?"
"I can see it in your eyes. There's a will to fight." He sighs quietly. "Look... I'm not going to stop you. But please, ______, promise me you'll be careful," Gregory says, extremely hesitant to let you fight.
You smile at him, nodding. "Of course, I promise."
With that, he turns around and backtracks.
You wrap your arms around his neck and lean your head against his chest. "Thank-you so much, Gregory."
He smiles half-heartedly and replies, "You're welcome, but keep that promise, or I'll regret this immensely."
You blush slightly. 'He really does care... I can't believe he's so worried about me getting hurt...' Thinking this, you can't help but smile a little wider.
