A little *SPOILER* the biggest twist is coming up in the next chapter. Can you guess what it is?
Chapter 11
The door opens slowly and to my dismay the blond vampire rushes in. This time she is all giddy and ready to help me. "So you're looking forward to becoming the new Mrs. Joham Kryzates?" "I would rather be set on fire in the pit of hell for eternity, than marry that maniacal creature." She hisses at the words, like I had just venom in her face. "Look you bitch, my father can be a decent man. He just a little over zealous when it comes to getting what he wants!" She spits back at me as her face twist in anger. She is ready to attack but somehow remains calm. My stomach begins to churn again as I begin feel dizzy and flushed. "Nessie, are you okay?" Jasmine actually seems concerned. "No, I feel dizzy, flushed, and nausea." Then just like the dream I can barely hold my head up and lay down on the bed. "Dad!" She screams as she feels my forehead. "You're burning up." "That's odd I never get sick." I mummer to myself. Within a matter of seconds both Nahuel and Joham are by my side. "Jasmine, what did you do?!" Joham screeches.
"Me! I didn't do anything! She says she is feeling flushed, dizzy, and nauseated." He just stares at Jasmine as Nahuel places his hand on forehead. "Oh yeah she is really hot. She feels like the werewolf thing we caught." "Jake." I begin to cry as she dredges up memories. They all look at me like wondering what they could do. They couldn't take me to the hospital because they would keep for observation and it would provide a chance to escape, and they couldn't call a doctor because they only one that was equip to handle creatures like me they killed. "What are going to do?" Nahuel ask as he stares at his dad waiting for an answer. "Nothing, it will pass." "What if it doesn't and she becomes worse?" "We wait it out." He says sternly. Nahuel lowers his eyes and mumbles something under his breath that is barely audible. "Dammit!" Joham snaps as he grabs Nahuel and throws him across the room. Nahuel quickly jumps to his feet, and I can tell he is fuming. I stare waiting for them to fight, but to my surprise Nahuel just storms out and in a matter of seconds the front door slams shut.
"Help her get ready." He commands. Not wanting to suffer like her brother she nods in agreement. We watch as he leaves the room. Slowly and silently she helps me get ready for my wedding. Definitely, not how I pictured this day or the guy. Never once did I say to myself, "When I might Mr. Right, he needs be passionate, warm hearted, and most of all he has to have a violent temper." In thirty minutes I was ready and I looked beautiful. "Jasmine?" "Yeah." "Can you do me a favor?" I can't believe that I am asking the person who almost killed me to do me a favor. "Sure." "Last night, I had this dream, that I was pregnant. Well for the past week I been having symptoms similar to pregnancy. Can you please get me a pregnancy test?" She just looks at me confused and disgusted. "You mean you believe your having that things puppies?" "Um yeah?" I stutter out the words, slightly caught off guard by her question. "Wait right here." She says as she disappear out the door. Like I am going anywhere. It isn't like I can actually leave.
Moments later she returns. "That was fast." "Yeah dad already had some here from when you two began trying." We both shudder at the thought. I take the test and disappear into the bathroom. It wasn't long before the result was ready. I brought the stick out afraid to look at it. If I was pregnant what would Joham do? He would probably find away to make me lose it. I couldn't risk the only thing of Jake I still had left. Then if I wasn't, that left my womb empty and available for his evil spawn. Both ideas were just as bad. "Well?" She ask as I exit the bathroom. "I don't know I am scared to look." "Here let me see." I hand her the stick and she peeks at it. "Well the stick seems happy it shows a smiley face." 'Oh god" I gasp. "I can't believe it I am preg-preg-pregnant. What will Joham do?" She just looks at me. Both us knowing that Joham wouldn't allow me to keep it, we just sat there confused. "Jasmine, please you've gotta help me. I begging you. This child is the only connection I have to my family. Please you've gotta help keep it." She sat there pondering for a moment. "What's in it for me?" "Anything you want name it, except for actually keeping the baby for yourself?" I said remembering how Aunt Rose wanted me for herself. "Well, you said anything." She sat there calculating before she came up with the price.
"Jasmine, is Nessie ready?" Joham called from downstairs. "Just about!" She replied by us some more time. "My price is that necklace with wolf around your neck." Though I hated to part with it, but if it meant keeping the most important thing in the world that belongs to me and Jake, then it was her. Quickly snatching it off my neck, I hand it to her. "What do I do?" "Well go through things as planned and tonight when you consummate the marriage, you'll have the perfect excuse to explain your pregnancy. "What happens if he figures out it isn't his?" "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it". "Thank you." I say as hug her. "We better get you downstairs, before he pops a vein or something." On that note we both rush down the stairs.
The ceremony was quiet. Nahuel never did show back up and I wish that I didn't have to touch that vile creature at all. Night slowly fell as we made our way upstairs to the master bedroom. The thought sickened me, but it was necessary. Once in the bedroom he closed the door and lowered the lights, leaving a soft glow. So this was my wedding night. My body and mind protested his slow advance across the room. Quickly I headed toward the door acting like I was going to change clothes. "Where do you think you're going sweetie." His sweet velvety voice said as I froze in fear. Unable to form a coherent sentence, he chuckles. "It is our time, to become one." He said as he inched closer to me. I closed my eyes as I felt his icy breath blow on my face. His breath smelled of sweet honeysuckles and though it was one of my favorite scents it sickened me. He placed his rough hand on my cheek and began to stroke it. I wanted to run far from him, but my fear had paralyzed me. He leaned his head down and I could feel his breath upon my neck. The moment, that I had feared, was no upon me.
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