HeartBreak Warfare

Chapter 15

I fought the urge to clean my ears and ask what she just said. Instead I glared at her with all the hatred I had in me.

"That isn't funny." I told her, crossing my arms like a five year old.

"What isn't funny?"

"I don't like playing these games and I especially don't like being lied to."

Blake snorted. "You think I'm lying to you?"

"No I don't think. I know you're lying to me. There's not a truthful bone in your body." I got up and dusted the dust off my pants. Apparently I was wasting my time here. I went to leave when I heard Blake's footsteps behind me.

"I love you, Logan Masters. That hasn't changed. When I told you I didn't I was lying-"

"Exactly, Blake. You were lying to me. Why would I think you're telling the truth now?" I rounded on her, not realizing how close she really was. If I had taken one step closer to her, I would have been kissing her. We both stepped back.

She rolled her eyes. "If I was lying about before, why would I lie about the same thing I was lying about earlier?"

"Come again? Too many lies in that sentence." I turned away from her and put my hand on the door.

"You're unbelievable!" she shouted, putting her hand on my shoulder. "And if you open that door before I say so I'll rip your arm off. Got it?"

I wanted to call her bluff, but something about the way her eyes narrowed and glinted in the moonlight from the window made her look more menacing that ever. Silently I stepped from the door, shook her arm off and went to go sit down in my father's chair, seeing as I broke mine. I would have to get that replaced soon.

"Is there a point to keeping me prisoner inside my own home?" I pointed out to her. "One word and I can have you killed." In fact that thought sounded almost pleasant. When did it start sounding like we were married?

"If you kill me you'll a) lose the support of the Hell Demons and b) not hear the truth." Blake said this in a matter-of-fact tone. She jumped up on the table, crossed her legs and looked at me.

"Didn't you already explain the truth to me before? Was that before or after the s*x?" I smiled at the way her face flushed.

"Doesn't matter." She said, clearing her mind. "That was a lie. Now don't give me that look. I had to lie to make sure your father let me live."

I crossed my legs in the chair, putting my hands behind my neck. "Oh this has got to be good."

She hit the chair with her foot, sending the chair backwards with me in it. In cracked once we hit the floor. Great. Another chair I need to replace. I shot Blake a look. "Now will you shut up with the boy attitude and listen to me?"

I got up and sat in another chair, making sure it was sturdy. "Attitude? Me? Heavens no!" my smile was all fox. I saw her eyes go to the edge and he foot twitch so I said, "Okay okay I'll listen." I said. I muttered "women" at the end and when Blake glared I shot my hands up in defense. "Start talking. I don't have all night."

After she rolled her eyes she began. "After you left your father was very angry. Relations with the Hell Demons were already bad between your two groups and the way your father treated some travelers of ours didn't help. If any Hell Demon stepped one foot inside Turin, they were killed. There was going to be a full out war."

"Obviously there wasn't. What happened?"

"I happened. They didn't want a war with the Vampire or the Black Winged Demons. We outnumbered you vastly, but we also had no other ally. Had we attacked, we would have lost, though no one knew it other than ourselves. And with our pride, well we didn't want to ask for peace."

"And where do you come into this?" I interrupted impatiently.

"I'm getting there." Blake said. "They sent me to America, where you lived. They told me to find you, befriend you, and make you fall in love with me. That way when the time came for war, it could be resolved by the first born of each leader."

"Wait, you're not the first born. Terra is." I told her, remembering my conversation with the Logan in my head when we were trying to figure out how to get rid of this curse. "And besides, I killed her. Why would your father, a.k.a the one who wants me dead, want you to fall in love with me?"

"It confused me too at first. But he knows a lot. He saw that you would be cursed by a Siren and would need his help. Normally he would have let you rot in Hell, but seeing as we need you, he couldn't let you die. So the payment for helping me in the removal of your curse."

I blinked. Her father wanted me to help him. And I thought I had seen everything. "Help you with what?"

"See your getting me off course! Now where was I? Right. So when the families saw that we were so aligned to each other, they wouldn't dare cause a war. Not with the firstborns out of the picture.'

"He's using me to prevent a war?" I asked skeptically.

"More or less, but then when I brought you back here to Italy to show what had happened with us over there, it got complicated. One of the Vampires who grabbed us at your place got a little too into character and bit me. I was afraid they would sniff out the soul, but I assumed if I acted just like I had before or maybe a little meaner, they wouldn't notice. And of course, your family is as blind as always. Then your father, elated that you were back, got the idea that starting the war would be like a welcome home present. My father was very angry, which caused the earthquakes over in China.

"I went to meet with my father, unsure how to proceed. I warned him of the possibilities of what could happen and he told me to make sure we aligned ourselves with them for now until he could think of another plan. He said as long as you were safe and healthy, that something could still be done. So I went back.

"But your father made his own plans. He decided to take out your soul, the key part in you, and the reason why we need you. My father was furious, but told me to tell him every detail of the plan so he could figure out a way to stop it."

"Hold on there, partner. I'm lost." I admitted, leaning up to look at her more clearly. "You said you wanted my soul to be gone."

She sighed. "All part of the charade for your father. He had to think I was on his side the entire time. I didn't think he would actually do it." Blake shrugged.

I nodded, trying to process it all. "You killed Amanda. What was the reason for that?"

"None. I wasn't a full Demon when I first met you. I was only beginning to grow up. When I killed her I was in some sort of state and I couldn't help myself. I didn't know who to control my body yet. Plus I was angry she was going to tell you my plan. You couldn't know yet because you'd think this whole thing was a lie and I'd never get you back to Italy that way."

"So all of that really was a lie?" I asked.

"Of course not. No girl can fake being in love. I loved you then, Logan. And I still love you now. That's why you need to help me."

"I thought I already was. So when does my curse get lifted?" I smiled jokingly.

"Focus! Your father thinks your plan is perfect. And it was, until my father and I messed with it. With the promise of taking your family down from power-leaving you alive of course-he persuaded many of you allies to join us instead without telling you the plan. This whole war is going to back fire on you as soon as it begins. Not one person is standing by your side when this comes to a fight." Blake said, twirling a strand of hair on her finger.

"So why do you need my help again? Sounds like you've got everything under control."

"But we don't have someone on the inside like you. We need you here to make sure your father suspects nothing for two whole days until the battle begins. I also need your help to make sure you don't get killed. That's why I'm telling this to you. You need to stay alive for me. And when it's over, we can start over."

"Start over?" I scoffed. "You expect me to just take your word on this and believe you, after everything you've done to me? After all the lies you expect me to believe all of this?" I was pissed. How dare she have the nerve!

I slid off the table and onto my lap, straddling my waist, putting her hand on my chest. She leaned close to my face. "Yes." Her breath whirled in my face. "Yes I do."

Damn her. She knew she was my one weakness and she was using it on me, but for some reason I couldn't detect one single lie in her words. In that whole explanation, there were no sirens in my head, any bells or whistles. Just the truth of her words in my ears.

With a shaky voice I said, "Okay." And I kissed her, feeling the explosion when our lips touched. For a moment we couldn't get close enough fast enough. I had never felt so happy in my life, knowing that this was all planned, that Blake Winters was still in love with me and I had no reason to worry. We were going to get married when this was over and our lives were going to be perfect.

If only that's the way it really ended.