Fair Trade

Chapter 4 - Hard Truth

"Okay, I've be waiting for this since the moment you guys kidnapped me. Let's go. Spill the beans."

"Let's start with this. You're not human." Logan started.

"What?!"

"If your going to do that I won't tell you." I quickly shut up and he continued.

"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, you are not human. Your a witch. But not the witches you see on Halloween. These witches are beautiful, confident, and sometime bitchy. That's how regular witches are. You are not full witch, though, which makes you powerful. Your dad was a sorcerer. The most powerful of all. Being the man he is, he fell in love with your mom, who was a witch, and well you know what happened I don't have to explain the whole birds and the bees concept. Now, getting to the point, your not suppose to live because a witch and a sorcerer are not suppose to like each other, let alone mate because of some unknown reason. And that's where we come in. A bunch of supernatural's are trying to get you. Some to keep you and use you to their advantage, and some to kill you. We were on the kill you side, but now we made a whole new side called the 'we're going to protect you' side. That is all." Logan ended it as if it was nothing.

"That is all? I'm a fucking creature that's not suppose to exist and a bunch of people are after me and you say that is all?"

"You're not a creature, Mariah. You're a witch-sorcerer." Blake said, trying to 'help'. I smiled at his attempted.

"You asked for the truth so I gave it." Logan said, ignoring my glare.

"Wait this still doesn't make any sense. I have a twin sister and no one is out to get her. Isn't she a witch-sorcerer too?"

"That's the part we don't understand. Everyone is looking for one witch-sorcerer. Not two twins. It can work to our advantage because no one wants to accuse one twin of being the one." Logan said.

"But we still need to find out everything that's happening and why. Especially now that we know you have a twin that happens to be a vampire." Blake added.

I remembered something else. The necklace.  

"Where does the necklace come into place?" Logan looked down and Blake glared at him. Was this not want I was suppose to say?

"You told her about the necklace?" Blake grunted between his teeth.

"She happened to be there."

"Where was it?"

"At her school..." Blake slapped him on his head. I tried to hold in my laughter.

"What the fuck happened?" Blake asked, clearly annoyed. Logan told him everything. How we met, the lock down, the station, the kiss.

"So that's why she wasn't so scared when we cornered her."

"You didn't tell them that I met you before?" I asked, joining the conversation.

"It wasn't of importance for them to know." He replied.

"What about the necklace?"

"Drop it, Mariah. You're already wanted dead, you don't need to be wanted anymore then you are now."

"Cut her some slack. I would be curious too."  

"Whatever he doesn't want to tell me, then I don't care." I started to eat my second burger. I was really hungry. Blake and Logan each unwrapped their burgers and took a bite. Then spit it out right away.

"What? Was there a mouse or something?" I dropped my burger right away.

"No its just, that was the most disgusting thing we've ever eaten!" Blake said, cleaning his tong with a napkin. I burst out laughing.