I woke up in total darkness so dark that it took my eyes awhile to adjust. I was in the same room that Darius had been held captive in, lying on the very same table, but I wasn't tied to it. My stomach grew heavy as the full impact of where I was hit me.
I scrambled off the table and threw myself against the door. "Help!" I screamed and tried to smash the door open, but my vampire strength failed me. "Help!" I yelled again.
No one answered.
I began to panic. Why was I in here? How long would I be in here? Would I ever get out? How will I feed?
The door opened and Dimitri walked in, slowly.
"Alivia, do you remember what happened yesterday?" he was staring at my face.
"Yes." I answered him, my voice a little shaky. I was starting to get an idea as to why I was in here. "I was angry."
"Yes. Do you remember anything else?" he continued to stare at me.
"Yeah. I...." my voice drifted off into silence.
"You tried to kill me." he finished my sentence.
I nodded.
"Are you still angry?" he asked quietly.
"I don't know." I told him honestly.
"I'm sorry. I have to keep you down here."
"What?" I gasped. "Why?"
"It is for Vera's and Drea's safety as well as mine." he said solemnly. "I hope that I will not have to keep you here long."
"But...." I was beyond words.
"I am sorry." he turned to leave.
I ran past him towards the open door, but before I could get through, Dimitri grabbed the tops of my arms and turned me around. I was crying again. "Please! Let me go!"
"I am sorry, but until I am sure that you are not a danger to Drea, Vera, or me, you have to stay here. I warned you about this when you first woke up, rememember?"
I did, but that didn't make me want to leave any less. I desperately tried to pull away, but Dimitri was too stong, and I was weak with exhaustion. I had stopped crying. It was no use.
I was never going to get out of here. I was never going to escape. I was stuck here, no matter how much I hated it. I was just going to have to give up any hope of ever leaving. Where would I go anyway? I had no way of getting back to any family I had, and I would have to leave anyway, because I wouldn't grow any older. I was stuck, and Dimitri knew it. That was what he wanted, for all of his brides to be in a situation where they had no choice but to stay.
He was no gentleman. He was a monster. He was evil. And he would keep doing this to innocent girls as long as he lived. It was a horrible truth that I just all of a sudden realized.
I pulled away from Dimitri and backed away against the wall, my eyes wide with fear. Dimitri held out his hand to me, but when I didn't take it, he left the room, locking the door behind him.
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