First Forever, Last Always [Book 1]

Chapter Eight

When he finally put me down, I realized it was a truck. I felt the movement and the bumpy road. My mind traveled. Did I tell my mother I loved her? I was glad I forgave Elena, the guilt wouldn't be placed on her if he killed me. I started laughing.

I was scared out of my mind and I was laughing like some kind of maniac. My laughs became sobs filled with pain. I'd never see my mother again, she'd wake up with me gone. Possibly thinking I ran away.

"Let me go, please" I cried out with desperation

"Just please let me go home" I screamed again

He didn't speak.

When he stopped driving, it was morning. the sun began to rise. What a horrible way to start such a beautiful day. His face was now visible.

His rough hands snatched my elbow and took me inside the old house. I recognized the house, I've ran past it a few times on my long jogs. I've always heard stories.

The house belonged to vampires.

The house is haunted.

The house belonged to the very first vampires; the originals.

I've heard so many things but I've never been brave enough to actually enter it. I've always gotten the chills being near here.