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Bridget's pov :

A lot's happened. I feel, I've made it to the other side.   But...There's still more do.    I want my "presence" to mean something....I have a quiet power.     It scared me before. But...Now, I need to put it to use.    What I've learned lately, has given me a strength to push forward.   Mom and Dad started "something". They never got to finish it.    Maybe, I will.....Maybe, I'll only start a small stone rolling.    Van watches me all the time, Ivy told me that's nothing new.

"..He used to watch you aaalll the time before!    He'd "pretend" he wasn't. But, he did..."      Ivy grinned.   "..We'd watch him too.   Silver and I.   I was scared, he'd kill ya.   Silver said nah..."      I stood a moment, Van was so difficult back then.....Actually, I remember the fear.       A bad YouTube video bounced into my head....Some kid feeding his viper snake.      I felt a small chill go down my back.  

"..Van.   Liked me a little? Didn't he?..."     I knew that was a stupid thing to say now.    Ivy did a small giggle...."Yes, Bridget.    He did.      He had no idea at first.   But, his "stand-offness" spoke silent volumes..."         She did a small turn, beckoned India closer...Turned back to me.

"..Silver studied him.   She sensed his death-wish for us all.  But, he was off-kilter.    She admired that, the death-wish part.    She tried to guide him towards your wish for friendship.   If that blew-up in our faces....She wanted to see how he'd try to kill us..."      India and I both stared at Ivy, stunned.    I shouldn't have been surprised.    India was shaking her head, mouthing the words "noooo!"

"..Remember. He liked you. You made him laugh..." Ivy winked at me.

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Delaney rubbed his temple...."This is question best asked of Van. He could explain it better. Yes, I've known him a while....Supposed you could say we "ran" together, shared the delights of our catch!.." Delaney gave me a look [Please don't ask me what your about to ask me. I know you can hear me]

I frowned, I was going to ask.

I needed information, I'd heard Olive's name a few times....Van spoke briefly of her. I also wanted to know what Delaney knew of Van. This was all shit, I should have ironed out in the beginning. Ivy had said once, a bit of background info is good.   You can build an understanding. As in, why your vamp acts like a "freak" at unexpected moments. The Manual had advised a few "light" questions (I hated that manual. It had also suggested a "training" program, a "disciplining" program....And, a few other things I did not agree with!)

Van would hated me even more!

(Probably would've killed me. I gladly would've taken the consequences)

"...Olive..." I looked Delaney in the eye.

"..Bridget. Ask him. I never met her. She is private. I was the same, with my collection. He needs to tell you....Cause, it'll also explain what he did next. I'm a part of that period. Silver wasn't known to us [In case, you want to know. But...You already knew that. But, Van and I know about her kind] Bridget, sit Van down....Talk to him!..." Delaney tried to give me a relaxed casual look. But...My "eyes" had poked him, to even give me that answer.

He'd controlled himself well! Didn't squeak a peep. I was impressed....He didn't realise it, I had pressured him. It was Van, who let me know....I'd done my "Bridget-Thing" to him. Oooo!

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Van's pov :

(I did not want to do this to her. She'd cry. She's unaware....She could be scared.    She is my precious girl)

"..BRIDGET!    STOP THAT NOW!    NEVER LOOK AT HIM THAT WAY!    Do..You..Hear...ME?     Do you understand!..."       Bridget jumped half out of her skin, stared back at me.

"...Van!    What?!    No!    What?    I didn't. What did I do?....Van?     van...?....ummm..."      Her eyes were wide, face pink (Little tears forming. Deep surprise. Fear?)

"..Delaney. Go.    India's with Ivy. Leave us.   I have to deal with Bridget..."     Delaney nodded, tilted his head..."Sir. Of course..."       Delaney left swiftly.    Then there was just us.....Bridget and I.      I stared back at her (Bridget was sniffing, wiping her eye. Pretending, I hadn't just yelled at her)

"..Van, I wasn't doing anything.   I have some questions....I was just..."       I held my hand up, silenced her on the spot.

"..Questions?   No.   Your not asking questions. No, your not!    Your listening to me.  Do you understand?   Answer!..."

"..Yes. But...Van!..."      She moved towards me, I stopped her short...."Step back. Now!..."

Bridget just kept staring at me...."van. talk to me. please?..."        My chest started to ached. Fuck...I think, I'm about to have a heart-attack! (But, my heart stopped beating billionaire odd years ago)     Bridget's shaking....She's just staring at me! Fuck! I'm too hard, too quick....We did "talk" of a few rules. She is back, I can feel it....But, there might be "slips". Can't have those. She can't be out casually shopping, and someone does something she doesn't like....And bang! Their gone. Dead on the floor.

No pulse.

I don't want that for her. I don't want what happened to me, to happen to her. She wants the big picture/the big change. She wants to be the "change" she sees in this world. She was made for that very purpose.

"..Bridget. I mentioned rules. You need them!..."

"..Yeah, but....Van. The basics, the usual. I'm okay. Look at meeee!....Van?..." She's upset now. But, she'll get angry. And, then....I'm gonna get it. But, it'll be me. Not them. I understand. I told her, I did. And, I do. My girl is not dinning with God, she will never know the vile taste of power. The blood is contained, but it will need direction. Olive told me that (And, she showed me too)

I snapped my fingers at her, pointed her closer to me, nice and close. She jumped, stayed still...Did a small sway (Then, right on cue.....One, two. Three! One eye rolled green, the other flashed blue. Mouth grinned) My ice cold blood froze in my perfectly youthful body.

I was just in time.

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