3 Treaty

Bridget

Thoughts begin flowing in my brain as consciousness comes back to me. As I look around, I notice I’m in one of those maximum security cells that hold psychotic murderers. Is that what they consider me?

I stare down at my hands, glad that they were humane enough not to cuff me to something. It’s not like I was going to blow my way out of a maximum security cell too.

A few moments later, the door opened and revealed Tegan, the guy who put me here. I literally have no trust in anyone except for my brothers at this point. Everyone has taken advantage of me and has more concern for the supernatural world than me, one of their own.

“Here’s something clothing for you,” he says. “Don’t worry, nobody can see you in here.”

I don’t even look at him.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry,” he says gently. “But you made this mess that you’re in.”

“No, I didn’t,” I state coldly. “I didn’t ask someone to kidnap me.”

“No, you didn’t,” he agrees. “But you did kill two vampires.”

“And you wouldn’t?”

Tegan doesn’t answer me, just like I thought.

“Just get dressed,” he says, then walks out of the room. I hear the security lock click back into place and I let out a breath. I go over to the clothes and see that there is a pair of blue jeans and a white tank top. I pull off my stinky sweatpants and hoodie and pull the fresh clothes on.

I then go back to the bed and sit upon it, waiting for death. At least I look decent.

What feels like hours later, Tegan comes back in and gives me some food. A fruit salad and a protein shake, of which I eat, because I trust human’s making my food and not vampires.

Tegan reaches over and pats my brown head before gathering up my tray and leaving.

“When is he going to be here?” I ask, and Tegan gives me a sympathetic look.

“Twenty minutes.”

“Tell my brothers I love them,” I say, then lay down and stare at the wall.

“I will,” Tegan whispers, then leaves the room again.

I don’t know what exactly I did to deserve this. I didn’t do anything, as far as I’m concerned.

My life has not been at all hot.

My biological parents left me to other people, who are Brandon and Brendan’s biological parents. Their parents abandoned us in the woods somewhere when I was only six and the boys were five. I decided that as the older sibling that I should take charge and took upon the responsibility of seeing that my siblings were safe and taken care of.

I did everything with them, and we are so close. I can’t believe that yesterday morning I forgot to tell them good-bye before they went to school. I’ll never get to speak to them again, see them again, or tell them that I love them.

I failed them, didn’t I?

I mean, they have billionaires as parents now, but they will always look to me. Now that they don’t have me, they’re going to feel lost, since they always turned to me when they needed someone to trust in.

And I did the same to them.

I twist the corner of the bedspread, winding and unwinding it around my fingers until the cell suddenly unlocks and Lyle comes in without Tegan.

“Bridget,” he says, then comes over to me. “Time to get up, honey.”

“Time to die, is what you should say,” I say to him, and he sighs.

“I don’t think death is what Lucien has in mind for you,” he says.

“Don’t think, Lyle, it doesn’t do you any good.”

I turn around to see his confused expression.

“Let’s go,” he says, then gives me a hard look. “I’d hate to have to restrain you to get you there.”

I swing my feet to the floor and pull on the black boots given to me by Tegan.

Lyle escorts me to another meeting room, where a man with sunglasses waits, his skin pale and very muscular.

“Sebastian,” Lyle says smoothly, and the man turns around.

His face is rather blank, and he removes the sunglasses swiftly upon sighting me.

“Naughty, naughty girl,” he coos at me, then smirks. “I got it from here, Lyle.”

“First, I need to know something for the sake of humanity,” Lyle says.

Sebastian raises his eyebrows.

“Do you consider Bridget the treaty between us?”

“You mean compensation?”

“Yes.”

“We do,” Sebastian says, then breathes out. “As long as you let us take Bridget.”

“She is still a child,” Lyle says. “We are willing to let you take her on the terms that she will not be killed.”

“Excuse me?” Sebastian says. “Do you think we are that cruel?”

“N-no,” Lyle stutters. “I—”

“We will not kill her,” Sebastian says. “Lucien is the one who dictates who dies and who lives. She will be going to see him shortly after her arrival at our grounds. Does that make sense, Lyle?”

“Yes sir,” Lyle replies.

“Good,” Sebastian says. “Now leave the girl.”

Lyle squeezes my shoulder then walks off. Sebastian looks me up and down, then lifts my chin and stares right into my eyes.

“Damn,” he says, then laughs. “I wonder if Lucien believe in ghosts.”

The car ride to vampire grounds is silent. I’m sat between to large vampires who already made it clear that they had strict orders from Lucien to murder me if I tried anything. So much for Sebastian’s reassurance that I wouldn’t be killed until I saw Lucien.

“Dude,” the man on my right says, leaning up towards Sebastian, “are you sure we can’t have a taste? She has a damn sweet smell.”

“Don’t you dare,” Sebastian warns. “She’s for Lucien.”

“The fuck I’m for anyone,” are my first words in the past half hour. That causes heads to be turned in my direction before dark chuckling fills the van’s atmosphere.

“You’ll find out, chickadee,” says Sebastian from up front. “Just hope Alec is there with Lucien or you might die.”

I look down at the car floor and don’t say another word for the entire rest of the journey.

“Rise and shine!” someone calls out, shaking my shoulder. “You have a meeting!”

“With death,” I murmur, sunshine hitting my eyes. I bolt upright when I realize I’m laying in a vampire’s lap. The man chuckles.

“It was nice to have you all snuggly over my dick,” he says, and the whole van roars with laughter.

I burn red, and the man on my left quickly grabs my arm and pulls me out of the van.

Sebastian joins the man.

“You going to stay in there, Alec?” he asks, and I look up at Alec, noticing for the first time that he has light blue eyes and brown hair. He looks very human. I wonder if he is.

“Depends,” he says, his voice sending pleasing chills down my spine.

I ignore it. Sebastian walks off while Alec continues to lead me towards what I believe is my death.

He arrives at a big mansion looking place and throws open the door, then leads me up a flight of stairs.

“Are you human?” I quietly ask, and he gives me a look.

“No,” he says, and I push his hand off my back. I don’t want anything that isn’t human to touch me.

Alec respects my decision and leaves me alone.

“I have to admit,” he says. “I think Lucien is going to have a hard time hating on you.”

“Why?” I inquire.

Alec shakes his head, then stops at double doors at the top of the stairwell. He knocks on it, and the door creaks open a little bit.

“Who is it?” a rough voice barks out.

“Alec,” Alec says. “I have the girl.”

The door opens wider, and Alec and I are admitted. We go through a dark room before Alec comes up to a door with a gold handle. He turns the knob and opens the door.

As we enter the room, I timidly look around. I notice a balcony out the window, but that must be connected to the bedroom. Alec leads me through an expensive looking area that has rich material everywhere, along with books, into a smaller space.

He opens another door and inside, a man with his back turned to us stand at the only window in the room. He sips a glass of whiskey quietly.

“Don,” Alec addresses, and Lucien turns around.

I suppress a gasp as his body comes under the light.

He is one…hot…creature…