22. Alliance Of Lies
786 Words
Jamie I lost. I lost her. The vampires took her away. All I could do was sit there in silence, the same thoughts running through my head, panic swamping my senses, breath not getting through to my burning lungs.
The vampires had taken her, and I’d tried to fight them to get to her, but there were too many of them. Eventually, I’d had to run into the woods until they stopped chasing. I could still find her, as a werewolf I could follow scent trails better than a bloodhound, but I couldn’t fight them all…
“You. This is all your fault!” I looked up, seeing that vampire glaring at me.
“You’re the one who led them to her,” I said flatly, too numb from shock to express my hatred for him.
“Good lord, are you that stupid? Why do you think I was trying to get her away from them and I’m not with them right now?” He snapped. “You’re the one who stopped me, she’d be safe by now if you’d not fought me!”
“Right. Everything was my fault, isn’t it? It’s my fault when Bree’s gone, it was my fault when - When he…” My voice trailed off into another thought spiral. I sank down to the ground, feeling dizzy and still unable to catch my breath.
“Man, what’s wrong with you?” The vampire mocked, “What were you gonna say? Anything to do with why you were in Sanguis, huh?”
I wasn’t listening to him though, I was thinking… How can I get her back? How?
“Hey, dude!” Fingers snapped in my face, “Where’d you go?”
“Why are you still here? You hate me.” I asked the first thing that popped into my mind.
“Same reason you haven’t killed me yet. I want Sabrina back, you want Sabrina back, we won’t get anywhere alone. We can murder each other after, but just so you know, they do not have happy plans for her. Something along the lines of arranged marriage or death. You in, or you gonna keep having your panic attack s***h pity party?”
Arranged marriage. Death. Gone. “Fine. I’m in.” I said. I hate him so much… But I can’t let anything happen to Bree.
“Okay, here’s the plan. I already thought of this while you were wasting time. We track them down, you distract them while I get her out of there.”
“Why am I distracting? You planning to kidnap her yourself?”
“I’m the one who has a safe hiding place, and you can outrun them. I can’t. Make sense? Not too complicated for you?”
“You didn’t answer my last question.” I knew why he didn’t, but I had to make him say it. I had to make an argument that could keep me around.
He looked at me, eyes squinting and mouth in a straight line. “I’ll leave a trail. You can follow it to my hideout.”
“You better. Because if you don’t I’ll find you, and I’ll kill you.”
“If you kill me, you’ll be such a mess no girl will want you. Look how far you got from one murder.”
“What?” I growled, springing to my feet. How did he know? How could he? He had to be bluffing, a lucky guess…
“Everyone has their secrets. Some people’s secrets help them find other’s secrets.” He said cryptically.
“Fine then. Tell me about my secrets.” I challenged him, staring right into his eyes. He stared back at me, meeting my gaze unflinchingly.
“If I did it probably drive you absolutely insane, and I kind of want to stop chatting and save a girl! But I’ll just say this, spitting at you and saying I was done with you wasn’t some coincidence. You coming now?” He started walking off into the woods, as I stood there wondering how he knew… And thinking about how dangerous someone like that was. Who somehow knows my secrets and is ready to use them against me.
How I couldn’t let Bree fall into his hands.
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