Chapter 4
I woke up with a sore body and a pounding head. I sat up clutching my head and gave myself a few moments to clear my head. Ass soon as I was able, I looked around the room I was in.
It was large. Extremely so. The bed was queen sized with black silk sheets and a black curtains around it, but they were drawn back. A few feet away from the bed, a set of very elegant furniture was set in front of a large fireplace. The fire kept the whole room warm.
I slipped out of the bed and realized I was wearing a comfortable set of pajamas. I found slippers by the bed and slipped them on.
Where the heck am I?
I walked over to the large window on the other side of the room and took a peek outside. It was still night outside and the area was surrounded by trees. It was obvious I was a couple stories up from the ground. Only a small dirt path penetrated the deep woods.
I turned away from the window and walked towards the large double doors. They weren't locked, thankfully. I walked out into a dark hallway.
The hallway had hardly any decorations. The walls were a deep red with a maroon carpet. I walked until I found a set of stairs and quickly made my way down.
Down the stairs, there was a large set of doors to my right. I heard voices coming from the room.
I stood in front of it and listened.
"We need to find him and destroy him as soon as possible." A strong male voice said. "And the girl stays hidden until this is all over."
"You can't just keep her under house arrest here!" A female voice said. "That would be torture!"
"She'll live. You can find things to entertain her with. But until he's dead, she stays hidden. Then we can announce her properly."
I stood there absorbing their words.
What the heck are they talking about?
A deep chuckle from behind made me jump.
"You know, you are allowed to go inside."
I turned and I felt my eyes go wide.
The man behind me was tall and wall built. His umber hair was loose around his face and his eyes were a clear green.
If I weren't so worried about getting kidnapped by these people, I would totally find out if he was available.
He chuckled again. "I guess we should go in so we can explain things to you."
Before I could react, he reached around me and opened the door and led me inside.
The room was a large sitting room with a fireplace. It was occupied by three more people.
The woman sitting on the couch jumped up and smiled at me.
"Oh! Your awake."
She looked a few years younger than me. Her red hair was straight and fell to her shoulders. Her skin was pale. She reminded me of a china doll.
"My name is Mary. It's nice to meet you, miss…?"
"Brianna."
"Nice to meet you Brianna. Please have a seat."
I didn't sit but I looked around the room. There was a man sitting in an armchair a few feet away with a kind smile. His perfect blonde hair was combed neatly and his dark blue eyes held kindness.
But the man before the fireplace gave me chills.
It was obvious this man was the twin of the man who caught me in the hallway. But his umber hair was long and neatly combed into a ponytail. And his eyes were a bright blue. He wasn't smiling. In fact, he looked mad.
"Who are you and why did you kidnap me?" I asked calmly, trying not to sound afraid.
Mary tried to lean forward and grab my hand, but I took a step back and snatched my hand away.
"Please don't be afraid. Were here to help you."
I finally found my anger.
"I doubt that! You people kidnapped me right off the street and stolen me away from my family! They must be worried sick-"
"You are dead to them."
The deep voice from the man in front of the fire startled me, but as soon as I heard what he said, my blood felt cold.
"What did you say?"
"In their eyes, you are dead. Your funeral was yesterday afternoon."
I shook my head, tears welling up in my eyes. "That's not true!"
He glared at me. "I am not lying." She shot a glance to Mary. "Show her."
Mary looked as if she might argue, but slowly pulled a small pamphlet folded from her back pocket and handed it to me. I snatched it and looked inside as if my life depended on it.
In Memorial
Brianna Lynne Black
February 17- June 22
Beloved daughter and friend
Gone but not forgotten
I couldn't get the strength to read any further. As soon as the last letter was out of eyesight, tears sprang from my eyes.
Without thinking, I began ripping up the pamphlet at lightning speed.
"NO! I'TS NOT TRUE!"
I dropped to my knees and began sobbing, letting all my anger and sadness out in one sitting, and ignoring everyone else in the room.
I was dead. No one knew I was really alive. All my family and friends thought I was dead and buried.
After a few minutes, I finally wiped my eyes and stood, refusing to look at the soulless jerk near the fire.
"Why do they think I'm dead?" I asked Mary, trying to keep my voice calm and level.
"You were found-"
"SHUT UP! I'm not talking to you!" I snapped at the man in front of the fire.
The man behind me laughed while Mary looked slightly uncomfortable.
The man was now glaring at me, his hands clenched into fists.
Mary finally answered me. "They found your car at the base of a hill. The car crushed your body when trees smashed it. There was no way any human could survive that."
"But I did! I'm right here!"
Mary shook her head. "You survived… but not as a human."
I looked at her as if a giant zit appeared on her nose.
"What…?"
"Look at your skin. The small differences in your body. You must have noticed it by now."
Thoughts suddenly flashed in my head of me standing in front of the mirror back in the morgue.
"Your not human anymore, sweetheart."
I stood there, wondering when this dream was going to end.
"Ok…what am I?"
Mary glanced to the man in the armchair and he smiled, showing teeth.
I jumped.
Sharp canines stood out among the rest.
"You're just like these men now… a vampire."
I stared at her for a moment.
"Your… joking right? This is all one big joke…I have to be dreaming this…"
Mary opened her mouth, but jerk number one cut her off.
"Yes. It's all just a dream. Tomorrow, you can dream of candy canes and butterflies, and kissing Justin Beiber."
My last nerve snapped and I marched over to him, standing only a hair away from him.
"What the hell is wrong with you! I just found out my family thinks I'm dead, I've been assaulted by a freak in the park who nearly raped and killed me, and NOW I'm in a room with a bunch of people who think I'm a vampire! You are the biggest most insensitive jerk I have ever met! AND for your information, I think Justin Beiber is the WORST performer in the history of mankind! SO GO TO A TOILET AND DROWN YOURSELF, PRICK!"
Silence spread thru the room like a disease. But in a moment, it was broken by laughter from the other three people.
The man began turning red in fury.
"Damn, this girl really has balls!" The man from the armchair said.
The man stared at me and I stared at him. There was no way I was backing down, even if he was scaring me. I wasn't going to let him know that.
Finally, Mary stepped between us.
"Jaiden, calm down. She just needs things explained to her. She's young and vulnerable right now. Leave her alone."
Jaiden… The jerk has a name…
Jaiden slowly drew back from us, but he never lifted his gaze from me. I suppressed a shudder as Mary wrapped an arm around my shoulders and gently pushed me away.
"Please sit and let us explain."
I walked over to the opposite armchair and sat.
Mary took a deep breath.
"What do you know of vampires?" She asked.
I shrugged. "The typical stuff I guess. Can only go out at night, drinks blood to survive, blah blah blah…"
"Well, there's a little more to it than that. They do survive on blood, but sometimes they find a bride. This woman is the one who is bound to them and they can only feed from them. In turn, the woman is immortal and lives forever with their loved one."
I looked at Mary. "Your not a vampire?"
Mary shook her head and looked to the man in the armchair.
"Christan is my husband. I am his bride."
"Uh huh… so if you're his bride, how old are you?"
Mary smiled. "I'm now 236 years old. My husband is 306."
Mary laughed at the look of surprise on my face.
"I married young."
"I can tell!" I exclaimed.
"Anyway, vampires find their brides and use them as a blood source. And in case you haven't caught on yet, there are no vampire women. Only men."
"Soooo… what does that have to do with me?"
"You are the first female vampire in existence."
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DADADAAAAAA! CLIFFHANGER!
Anywho… I wanted to let everyone know this will be my last update until after the holidays. I have a lot going on so I wanna give that my full attention. THEN I will be right back on with my stories!
HAVE A MARRY CHRISTMAS/HAPPY CHAUNNAKA! (hope I spelled that right)