Secrets
1852 Words
::Sarah's POV::
''So you basically can just see all of the world without actually leaving your home?'' I asked.
''I guess you can call me a shut in, but shut ins are usually smart. I mean who would want to go out into the dangers of the world today? Sounds pretty dumb to me.'' Trey scoffed.
''Somehow I felt like you were actually trying to conversate with me that time.'' I narrowed my eyes at him.
I couldn't believe that Ronnie and Damien were potential mates. I felt so happy for her considering she had a good man to look out for her, but at the same time, I only knew Damien for a few days. Who was I to talk?
''Me? Nah...'' e brushed it off with a dismissal hand, ''I'm too important to mix in with the likes of you.''
Ah, there it is, the Trey I knew.
Or so I thought!
What was I thinking just acting casually around this stranger? Yes he said he would help me, but I don't see a set date or anything like that. He just basically took me to where I wanted to go without actually being able to do anything!
He must be a psycho.
''Don't worry loser,'' he boredly looked at me, ''As if I want you to remain living and breathing the same air as I.''
s**t. I forgot he can tap into my mind! Sorta like...
Like how Jen could...
I felt myself instantly sulk to the abyss. The more I stayed thinking deeper into it the more colder my body felt. The more harsher sighs I gave, the more I felt my throat being constricted. I really was destroyed not having her around. I would do anything to just hear her voice even if it was one of her burns and roasting.
I missed her so much.
''Hey,'' Trey snapped me back into reality, ''I will figure this out.''
What was that supposed to mean?
''Look, us vampires we don't have a companion that resides in the back of our minds. We are the ones who do the tapping and controlling. But if you weren't being observant enough earlier there's fresher problems you have to deal with first.''
By fresher he meant the war that was to come.
''Now I don't know why you mutts are sentimental about a lot of things. Everyone leaves your life one day or another.'' he scrunched his lips together.
''Sorry!'' I sarcastically apologized, ''Not all of us can live to be half a century old.''
''And I'm still young.'' he proudly stated.
Ugh! I hate this guy!
''Time isn't a factor that can be confusing. But with time you get to explore and find who you are.''
''Oh? So it took you 500 years to figure out you're an asshole?'' I rolled my eyes.
He looked at me with a warning glare saying ''You wanna go there?''
''Being an asshole has its good traits too.'' he nodded in agreement, ''I don't allow anyone to step all over me, and technically it's also the reason I'm alive.''
I could tell he was about to go on a rummage through his memory lane, which meant that I was going to be hella bored!
''Anyways...'' he paced back and forth, ''Your tribe is having a war soon, your best friends are grieving and looking for you. Your mate... wait... where is your mate ?'' he wondered.
''Last I saw he was taken hostage at the king's castle.'' I sulked again. Drake was going through all of this because of me.
''Not because of you.'' Trey butted in, ''But, for you.''
I saw him look away, but I felt like he actually empathized me for a split second.
''So how come you've never found love. Are vampires incapable of loving?'' I sat on the infamous couch that I was allowed to.
''It's not that.'' he paused, then reverted back to his old self, ''It's none of your business really.''
''So you can peak through my thoughts and emotions but I can't do the same?'' I nagged.
''You and I are nowhere near the same though. I am royal you are peasant.'' he shot me a taunt, ''I would like to spend minimal of my time even threading through your thoughts, but there's something about you that I need to figure out.''
I still haven't figured what he meant by that and it's been past 4 days!
I was worried about my pack, and Trey reminded me every damn second about it too! I still felt strong feelings for Drake, which meant that he was still my mate. But, I also remembered that even when we didn't have the mate bond I still felt like I naturally belonged to him.
Okay that part didn't make sense to me. Wasn't the mate bond supposed to be something inevitable, despite how you are treated you belong to someone unless they formally reject you, but even then you may not have another chance at finding another?
''That's because your so called Goddess is slacking.'' Trey intercepted my thoughts once again.
I didn't like it when he did that, only because that was Jen's role.
''I never understood your little ritual things. Imagine being forced to do something like that.''
''You mean how you forced thoughts and emotions into me?''
Then it hit me!
''Wait!'' I stopped Trey before he could gape his mouth, ''The royals apparently are said to have similar powers.''
''Those powers do not belong to them.'' I could feel him getting heated.
''So it's true! Us mutts have similar powers to you vampires.''
''I liked it more when you were stupid.'' he chuckled.
I was beginning to feel proud of myself until he lifted a finger at me, ''But that's not entirely true.''
I tilted my head in confusion.
''You see,'' his face turned disgusted, ''The only way you can possess our powers is if you've killed a vampire who had it.''
''So they killed one of your kind?''
He almost made a bellow of laughter before spilling out to me, ''Hah! The last killed vampire was since 200 years ago!''
''So they inherited the powers?'' I asked.
His face straightened out, ''That's a possibility.''
''Wait!'' I had to add more to this, ''If it had been that long since a vampire was killed why aren't the vampires retaliating or going after us? I thought we were peasant mutts after all.''
Trey looked annoyed at first, but then his face just froze.
This was something he had never done before. I wasn't sure if further prying was a good idea, but at least I did find something about him. Or them.
He was about to leave the room, before he did he ordered me to get some rest because he was feeling depleted. By that he means he's gonna feed off from me tomorrow. In exchange to see whatever he wants us to see.
But I wish he could make me see Jen again. Once more. Something!
I know he read my mind but he shook his head, ''That's something I can't help you with, even if I wanted to.'' and left into his bedroom.
I threw myself into the couch and allowed the tears to silently flow. I miss Jen, I miss Adam and Billy. I miss Drake. I miss everyone so much!
Thinking about them now made me realized that my death wouldn't allow me to escape my life anyway. I don't think I would ever truly rest knowing they still had some kind of burden because of my actions.
I was about to smack myself in the face. But when I turned over I had not realized the time! Five hours has passed and I was wide awake.
Do I dare to wake up the sleeping bear?
I crept as silently as I could towards Trey's bedroom. I didn't know what I was doing at all! Did I grow accustomed to him berating me that I no longer cared how he did it. Was I just some weird person who trespasses into her kidnappers damn room just to bother him out of boredom?
Maybe.
Maybe so.
I don't know. But since he gets on my nerve all the time I don't want to give him the light of day to sleep!
As I approached his room there was a small cranny that indicated he had not fully closed his door. I peaked in like a shrew and saw a wrapped up giant bat at the other side of the room. I think this was the first time I've ever seen him in this form. An actual giant bat hanging from the ceiling, wrapped with those rubber like wings.
Creepy.
I saw a few lit candles that sat on top of a bedside drawer. As I carefully tip toed in I flinch at every creek noises the floor boards made. I was close to scaring the s**t out of him too, until something on the table caught my eye.
There was a little journal that seemed to be freshly opened. I sneered at myself as I was about to unravel some of his secrets. I carefully flipped the book open and began to read one of the entries.
''November 1778, Big sis Gina said she was proud of me! I love my big sis!''
Awe... cute. So apparently this monster had siblings! I read a little further ahead.
''March 1796, I don't know why I am forced to wed someone of a different clan! This is so unfair. I don't even know them.''
From the way he wrote it seemed he was still at a young age, despite the amount of time that went by. I flipped to the end.
''March 1895, Big sissy hasn't returned from her expedition! It's already been a century! Where are you?''
I choked at those very words. Reading a bit further I found out his sister had died nearly two years ago.
Wait!
Was she the vampire he was talking about? The last vampire who died two hundred years ago?
I felt really embarrassed after finding this out. I realized why it had triggered something in him earlier. I was just about to put down the book when a little photograph fell to the floor.
I carefully picked it up and saw it was Trey and his family! His mother and father's faces were really hard to make out since the photo seemed ancient. But I could make out how his sister looked like. She seemed to be fair skinned, much lighter than Trey. But the colors of their parents determined they had an interracial affair.
I've never seen Trey genuinely smile like he did in this photo. His sister seemed to hold that Mona Lisa smile which baffled me.
Thoughts began pouring in but I heard Trey shift his wings a bit. I panicked in silence and laid the book with the photo tucked into it back down. I swiftly made my way out of the room.
Trey lost his sister. And it was because of my kind!
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