Chapter Seven is here! I now it took forever, but here it finally is.

"Are you ready to go meet the fate you will serve for the rest of your life? Don't worry, none of the big mean vampires I already have booked up for your services are going to kill you. I won't let them. It'll just hurt. A lot," Johnathan McCaig said in a teasing mocking tone.

What did he mean, my services? Was he just going to let vampires feed off my blood for the rest of my life? That was the most ridiculous idea I had ever heard off. I'd eventually run out, and even if I didn't, I'd kill myself before I let him use me for some sort of vampire buffet or whatever.

"And maybe, in about, oh say, thirty, forty years once your blood producing level isn't as high, I may actually let someone kill you. On second thought, I just give you to the Whitlocks to decide what to do with you. They'd probably kill to have you now as a matter of fact," he said with a smirk.

Why was I so important to all these vampires? Why on Earth would they kill to have me? I was no different than any other teenaged girl. It certainly wasn't because Edward wanted me. Maybe they were just mistaking me for some other poor girl. I wanted to know because it was really bothering me. Edward had never mentioned it, but he had more or less beat around the bush with it early that day outside the Geometry room. Come to think of it, it had been a long day…. A very long day.

"As a matter of fact-" he started, and I never got to find out what it was he was going to say. Alicia apparently had other plans.

"Hi-ya!" I heard her said, as a frying pan connected to the back of his head with a loud thud.

My vampire captor let out a small chuckle at her, and I heard the frying pan hit the ground as my startled best friend dropped it.

"Ok, so that wasn't such a good idea," Alicia said, just staring at him. McCaig turned me around along with himself so that he could face her and not release my mouth and my arms.

"So what do we have here. An attempted rescue? I think not," he said with a smile. "Nobody can rescue her, and certainly not little mortal you. Don't worry, once I get her in a safe place you're next, and I won't draw out your death as long. You won't have quite so long to look forward to it and beg for it. As a matter of fact, I may kill you this afternoon."

Alicia just gave him a panicked and scared expression I was sure I myself echoed. This guy was scary and he certainly meant business. He intended to kill both of us, be it now or later.

"And do you two little ladies know what the best part of this whole thing is? No one's gonna stand in my way. Not that can stop me, that is. And for future reference, never take a frying pan to a vampire fight," he said, giving Alicia a smirk.

We were both going to die. And we both knew it, yet there was absolutely nothing we could do about it. We were both trapped… Trapped like mice by a smarter more elaborate cat…

Everything else happened in a blur after that. He grabbed me, and pulled me somewhere out Alicia's backdoor and threw me in a van he had parked miles away. Before I even knew what was going on, he had thrown Alicia in beside me.

"Are you alright?" I asked, looking at her as she groaned.

"I'm just peachy keen. Never been better in my life," she mumbled with obvious sarcasm.

"I'm sorry. This is all my fault," I said, a look of absolute sorrow on my face.

"No it's not. It's partly mine as well. Don't worry about it. We've only got to worry about getting out of these now," Alicia said.

"How is it your fault? I was the one with the cheating two-timing boyfriend that got us into this mess," I said.

"Well I was the genius that hit him with a frying pan, ok?" she said, almost yelling. She was past upset and scared; Alicia was now angry. I wasn't sure who she was mad at, me or the vampire, but all I knew was she was definitely mad.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly.

"No, you don't have to be sorry. Edward is the one that has to be sorry. He got us both in this mess, and if he doesn't come to rescue us, I hope he lives with the regret of us dieing for the rest of his life. Especially you. After all those hours he spent with you, telling you he loved you, loving you, how can he just let this idiotic man kill you? Is he that coldhearted? Does he truly not care at all? What kind of person is he then, if he doesn't even have the slightest pity? I used to be kind of jealous that you had him since he loved you so much and I didn't quite have so much luck in the boyfriend scheme of things, but now I'm not quite sure that I should have been. If he's going to sell you out like this, I had absolutely nothing to be jealous over. I should have pitied you instead. He was apparently only using you to get what he wanted. I'm sorry Brandy, I really am," Alicia said, her rant more or less coming to an abrupt stop as she slow down her voice and tone to stress that she was sorry as tears welled in her eyes.

I could only stare at Alicia. I had no idea what to say to her. I didn't even know what to think about what she had said. What she said was the truth though… If he let me die, he truly was that heartless… This sparked a second twinkling of hope in me that day, telling me that maybe Edward did love me… Maybe not, but I at least had hope. Hope could help keep you alive if you used it right.

Suddenly, the back barn doors of the van swung open as McCaig speed down the road. He apparently hadn't closed them good, but I wasn't complaining.

"Alicia, if we jump, maybe we can make it out with just a few scratches. Even if we broke a few bones, it would be a lot less painful than staying around here," I said, inching closer to the edge. I wasn't too sure about my new plan, but I knew it was probably our last chance of escape. Besides, people did it all the books and movies all the time, so what did we have to lose? We were both going to die at his hands so we might as well not draw out the inevitable.

"Ok, I'll go first," Alicia said, getting next to the ledge.

"But it was my idea! If it ends up being an extremely stupid idea that gets me killed, I want me to be the one that gets killed!" I said, more or less babbling to myself since Alicia was already readying herself to jump.

"Yes, but Edward will rescue you, even if something happens to me," she said, as she lunched out of the car. I watched as she rolled along the ground, and into the grassy ditch. I was readying myself to take the jump, when McCaig hit the brakes, throwing me forward.

He quickly appeared around to the back of the van, a very perturbed look on his face.

"Well, at least my high dollar capture didn't escape," he mumbled, slamming the door. I heard as he checked a second time to make sure it was shut properly. Seconds later, I heard him crank the noisy vehicle back up as he started back down the road.

At least Alicia had escaped… And maybe she was right. Maybe Edward would come rescue me sooner or later… Maybe he wasn't as heartless as this day had made him out to be… Maybe he had only acted as he did to save me… Maybe it had always been that way with Rosemary… Maybe she was just a cover-up so I wouldn't be so suspicious a character to his parents when he said we were only friends… Maybe I had just seen something I wasn't suppose to… Maybe when she told him I had been captured, he would come to me quickly and rescue me… Maybe he would forget completely about her and even let me tell her off… Maybe this was all some long elaborate dream and before too much longer, Edward was going to gently shake me and tell me to wake up with a kiss… Maybe I was watching some 3D movie, and it had gotten so realistic I had forgotten it was only a movie… Maybe I was crazy and I was just imagining this all as I ran into padded walls…. Or maybe it was really happening, and there was absolutely no way to escape….

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And if you caught it soon enough, I also accidently posted the beggining of chapter eight in Alicia's POV, but it's all fixed now! Sorry guys!