Kidnapped by Vampires 11

"You brought a bipolar kid here." i heard a voice mutter from behind the room i was passing. I stopped walking and stood beside the door, knowing that they knew i was awake and probably couldn't sense where i was. I had a feeling i wouldn't want to listen to this conversation, because it was obvious they were talking about me.

"No, i didn't. She's only here because Kristopher bit her and we don't need to get in any more trouble than we already are." i heard Nickolas hiss back to the other person who i now realized was Nathan. All of the good stuff he'd done for me was beginning to wash away, and i knew if i stayed and listened to any more of it i would be back to square one hating them all; but i stayed anyway.

"Not bipolar? Earlier she woke up and got scared, then got nice, then got sad, then got pissed. All within five minutes." Nathan shot back in the tone he usually got when talking about me: irritated.

"Can't you find some way to understand her though? She's been kidnapped and the two of you are being bastards to her!" Nickolas exclaimed in exasperation. Finally he was fully taking my side again. But i could understand how he would want to take his friends side over mine, after all i was only a princess they kidnapped and they were probably life-long friends. I heard Nathan sigh in frustration and bang something into something, probably his hand into the wall. No matter what it was i winced.

"Everything she does reminds me of Cordelia. That day at that war, i was supposed to be there. Not Cordelia. Then we find her throat slit. You KNOW i can't stand mortals because of that, and i hate her even more because just looking at her reminds me of that day. Finding Cordelia in the woods, ropes that had been holding her to a tree on the ground..and drag marks.." Nathan trailed off, obviously at a loss for words.

That reminded me of the dream i had a few days ago. They had tied the vampire to a tree. He had slit her throat. He knocked me out then dragged me away. Every detail he was mentioning fell into place. I knew it wasn't my fault that woman was dead, but it felt like it when i thought of it. And now there was a possibility it was his Cordelia. No, it couldn't be. There are atleast five wars going on just in this area every day, couldn't have been the same one.

Suddenly the door open and i gasped and took a quick step back to avoid being stepped on. Nathan looked at me, his eyes extraordinarily icy. If looks could kill i would be dead ninety times over.

"Oh god." i muttered before sprinting down the hallway in the direction i had origionally been going.

Kristopher sat on the front steps smoking a cigarette while watching me walk further into the huge field that surrounded their mansion. I looked back every once in a while hesitantly; not because i was planning an escape [i knew that was impossible] but because he simply made me nervous. I expected him to come up behind me and break my neck. Why he had to be the one doing this 'job' i didn't know.

I simply knew it made me uncomfortable.

There were few trees in the huge field. Like five in the direction i was going. One coming up real quick. If i vanished behind one of them an alert would basically go off amongst all three of them and they would probably start searching the field for me to avoid me escaping and 'getting them in trouble'.

I knew by now that none of them trusted mortals an ounce.

But when i did get right beside that humongous tree i was yanked behind it roughly and pressed against the tree. I was about to scream but a hand was pressed against my mouth. Blake's hand. I motioned that i knew it was him and wouldn't scream and he brought his hand down to begin smirking cockily at me.

"Hello Alexandria." He purred. I looked at him curiously, not getting why he would be hiding behind a tree instead of knocking on the front door for me.

"Why are you hiding behind a tree?" i questioned, cocking my head to the side.

"Oh, i saw you come outside and start going in this direction so i decided to avoid your friends and see you this way." I grunted and leaned my head against the tree to where i wouldnt have to hold it up and i could still see him.

"Blake, i know you realize that i'm not friends with any of them." i replied in simple tones with a half smile.

"Well they're all over-protective of you if you ask me." he informed me while placing both of his hands on either sides of my head. This made me extremely uncomfortable because i knew there was a reason that none of them liked Blake. Especially Nathan.

"Thats because they don't want to get in trouble. They think i'll tell my parents and to-be-husband that they attacked me." i replied, my voice taking on a cold edge. He looked around the tree and spotted something that aparently interested him so i looked around too. Kristopher was coming out here by himself. An angry snarl on his face. Good god he was going to freaking kill me when he got here!

"Do you think they'd mind if i stole you a few hours?" Blake asked, a smirk in place on his face when he looked back at me. His dark hair was falling in his face and he was making no move to fix it, his eyes were sparkling with mischief, and his pale skin was paler with the excitement going through him.

"Thats not a good idea. They'd kil--" I broke off into a scream when he wrapped an arm around my waist and pitch black wings appeared out of his back. He was serious! He was about to steal me away! And even though this should have made me feel better, i couldn't help but start freaking out.

By now the other two vampires were coming out of the house, staring in my direction. Atleast they would all figure out this wasn't a choice, because i was still screaming at the top of my lungs.

"Blake! I didn't agree to this!" i shrieked at the top of my lungs before kneeing him in the groin. We were twenty feet in the air by now and i fell all the way back to the ground and landed on my stomache with an "Oof". He fell in a heap beside me, obviously losing all power to move when i possibly took away the possibility for him to pass on his genes. He didn't move for the first few seconds but then he did move, and he stood up again like nothing happened. He grabbed my hand without me asking him too and picked me up. The three vampires were now taking their leisurely time, thinking all was fine. Hah; Blake looked very angry.

"Why'd you do that?" he asked, his voice was harsh and demanding. Aparently he didn't like being kicked in the groins, which i completely understand. I doubt it feels good for someone like him.

"I didn't - i'm scared of heights." i lied lamely. He believed the lie and grabbed me around the waist again and covered my face with his other hand.

"BLAKE! I SWEAR TO GOD! DO NOT DO THIS AGAIN!" i exclaimed even louder than i had earlier. "ITS NOT A GOOD IDEA AND THEY WILL MURDER ME! WHATS NOT TO GET?!" i shouted shrilly.

"BLAKE! DAMN YOU! STOP RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE!" i heard Nathan scream out. His voice didn't get girly when he screamed like a lot of guy's voices did, his got even more gruff. I could feel as we once again were in the air and it made my stomache drop again, i was facing the other way this time so i couldn't necesarily fight back.

Then i heard it, a loud bang. And a grunt from Blake, before we were dropping from the sky. I didn't get a chance to scream, let alone realize we were falling, before we collided with the ground. Me on top of him. ((Nice position to be with a hot guy, huh?))

"Blake? Blake, are you okay?" i whispered as i crawled off of him to beside him. I put his head on my lap so i could tap his head easier, to try and wake him up. Good god he wasn't waking up this time! And blood was on my pants from where he was bleeding through the back of the head, not to mention one of his wings was bleeding from the gunshot Nathan had fired off. He was just putting it back under his shirt when he came to where we were, looking satisfied. My face had paled dangerously, making me look more like a vampire in the light than any of them.

"Alexandria! Are you okay?" Nickolas asked in a huge breath once he got to us too. He, unlike Nathan and Kristopher, had ended up running the rest of the way.

"I am," i said dryly, "But i don't know about him..."