Human Sacrifice

Chapter Five

Chapter Five 

I stretched and woke up to the noise of birdsong and sunlight streaming through my window. I looked over at the empty bottle on the side and smiled. It wasn’t a dream. But if it wasn’t a dream, that meant that I was going to be sacrificed. My world crumbled in that second of realisation. I wondered how they could get away with it, and then I remembered they were royal and also vampires, and it was just like getting away with murder.

I sat in front of the mirror and looked at the scar on my neck. S. Sacrifice. It all kind of made sense now. I still didn’t know what D and M stood for but anything was better than being a human sacrifice. I thought about Zach and mum and began to watch as tears rolled down my cheeks. “They don’t even know I’m gone” I said softly to myself, trying to keep my composure. “They don’t even care”

We were all dragged to breakfast by Katya who looked like she had been crying, but I found it impolite to ask why. I hardly knew her. She reminded me of an egg in a way; she had a hard exterior but inside she was soft and unstable. I laughed at the stupid comparison I made which got me some dirty looks from the other girls. Our friendships had deteriorated and we didn’t speak anymore.

Once we got into the hall, Lyle split us up into pairs. I was paired with Elwyn, Monica with Gwen and Mae with Janice. We didn’t question our pairings but I sat down with my tray of food opposite Elwyn and tried to make conversation. She rubbed her neck, and I could just see that her letter was an S like mine. Poor girl. She messed with a curl of her golden hair and just stared at the table.

“Erm, my name is Brix” I smiled at her. She didn’t seem to care and just continued her blank staring. I sighed and ate a piece of toast; I was attempting to talk to someone who wasn’t interested at all. Yet the persistence I always had seemed to burn through. “What’s your name?” I asked. It was a simple enough question. Even though I knew the answer I just wanted her to talk.

“Elwyn” she replied, looking up at me.

“Nice name. It’s Welsh, right?” I smiled at her. She nodded and looked down. “Well, at least you have a nice name. I mean, at least your middle name isn’t Caramel.” I laughed. She looked up confused but also giggled to herself. It was nice to see her finally smile. Then she must’ve realised something because she looked down again.

“I miss my family” she sniffed.

“Me too. My mom is in hospital” I sighed, pushing the food around on my plate with the plastic fork they’d given us.

“I’m sorry” she said, looking up at me with sympathy. I shrugged and pushed the tray onto another table and rested my head on the surface.

“It’s ok. I just want to be there to tell her that everything will be ok but I know I can’t. That’s the thing that gets me the most” I mumbled, furiously wiping away tears. “I promised her that I would always be there for her. I’m such a failure”

“You’re not” she said, standing up as the bell went to show the end of breakfast. I stood up and pulled my hood over my head; I wasn’t ready to face everyone today. I knew that Scott would find out about mine and his brother’s deal and that would be the end of me. However, Patrique was right. I should make an impression before I die, because I was going to die and that was guaranteed.

We all went our separate ways. The king had allowed us to roam the castle and I planned to. I wanted to find every way I could make myself known. First I went back to my room though and wiped the makeup tears from my face and put on heavier make up so nobody would be able to recognise me.

I strolled down one of the back corridors and passed numerous people on the way, one I recognised to be Lyle. He seemed to eye me up and down before continuing his journey. I constantly felt stared at. I managed to find myself at what appeared to be Patrique’s room and knocked on the door. No, I didn’t know what I was doing. I just seemed to go with things without thinking them through.

He opened it and looked up at me. He looked like a typical drunk human, but more attractive. He ruffled his hair and looked at me. “What are you doing here?” he asked, looking me up and down. “You have more makeup on than usual” he added, looking me in the eyes. “Special occasion?” he chuckled, pulling me inside.

“You know what I’ve come to ask. Well I have two things” I said, messing with the end of my sleeve like I did when I was nervous. He nodded and poured himself a drink. “Well the first thing is can you change your fate? Like can I make it so I’m not the one to be sacrificed?” I asked, with some hope behind the question.

“Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news but once your fate has been decided, it can’t change” he said with a smirk on his face. I felt my eyes well up and I looked down to avoid crying in front of him. He tilted my chin up so that I could look at him. “But you have another thing to ask”

“Yeah” I sniffed, “I was wondering, what would make your brother angry?” I asked, knowing surely he’d know a way or two. He smirked and sat down in a swivel chair by his desk. He gestured for me to sit down and I did carefully. He’s a vampire, I can’t trust him that much. But he continued to smirk at me.

“Well, I know a way. Whether you agree or not is unknown” he said, looking up at me.  “I know that Scott gets extremely jealous. So, if you really wanted to...you could make out with me”

I blinked. Erm...I didn’t really know what to say to that. He seemed to look at me throughout the whole time I contemplated the offer. He shuffled towards me until there was no space between us at all, and I could barely breathe. I knew that I wanted to make Scott angry. I nodded slightly, not expecting how quick it was before he locked his lips with mine.

Such a good kisser, I thought to myself, knotting my fingers in his hair. I bobbed my head with his as he pulled me closer to himself. All I could think about was him, and Scott had disappeared from my mind. I felt him push me down until I was lying flat and he deepened the kiss, wanting only more from me. I pulled his shirt but he slapped my hands away.

I felt him graze his fangs against my neck which made me shiver and I arched my back. “Please” I said through scrunched up eyes, but he chuckled and pulled away. “I knew it, Brix. Maybe next time. You know where I am” he smirked down at me. “I wish I’d have picked you first, I may have considered you as my mate. I guess I’ll just have to train Gwen to be more like you, a little more willing” he raised an eyebrow and pulled me up so I was sitting.

“How angry will Scott be?” I said, a little out of breath as I wiped my mouth clean. He smirked and nodded fast.

“A lot, trust me” he replied, pushing me out of his room. I just happened to stumble into someone’s arms. I looked up at Scott and swallowed as his eyes flared a bright red in anger.

“S-Scott, I’m sorry” I stuttered over my own words as he slammed me against the wall. I felt my back click under his hard grip. He shook his head and bared his fangs at me.

“You like making out with my brother huh? Well I’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never forget” he smirked, biting across my mouth. I sobbed against him in pure pain and as he pulled the blood from my veins my vision became blurry. My body slumped only to be saved by someone pulling Scott away. I looked up at the King right before I passed out.