And I'll never forget just a few years after that . . .
I was 16 and walking home from school on a Friday
"You're blonde now? " I heard a man's voice behind me
"About 3 or 4 years now . . ." I said trying to be a smart butt
"Well I'm sorry, you may have forgot but I was kidnapped by a vampire " I came to a dead stop when that word came out, "Vampire" I hate that word
"What did you say? " I turned around really fast
"Don't remember your own brother? "
"Don't mess with me lad, my brother died a few years ago " I started walking off with my head down
"The story we made up was I went somewhere . . . Not that I died "
"Greg? " I said turning around slow
"Who else would know all that? " He said looking at me like I was crazy
"What happened?! Did he let you go? Are you coming home? Are you a . . ."
"Vampire? Yes, yes I am . . . Few months now actually " He said sounding happy as can be about it
"What are you doing here? "
"Turns out, the vampire that kidnapped me is king and he needed a prince for if anyone ever kills him "
"That don't tell me what you're doing here "
"He wants 2 prince's . . . That share the same blood "
"What are you talking about? "
"He wants BOTH of us "
"No! Over my dead body! "
"Ok, if you want it like that "
The last thing I remember is Greg jumping on me and when I woke up I was in the same woods as last time. Greg tryed to keep me there but I ran away and he couldn't find me
That was the last time I saw him
