death. We the good Vamps by any other name are the Custos Nex, guardians of death. We call ourselves the Custos or Vampire, they are called The Nex."
"So what, The Nex are after me and the Custos are saving me?"
"Exactly, good to see you’re on point Princess."
"It wasn’t very hard to understand. What is, is why do you give a damn about a human?"
He sighed as if he wondered that same thing. "Because human or not, we try to keep both sides happy. I'm a mercenary and I kill what they tell me to kill. When the Nex make moves that will reveal us, the Custos send me out to eliminate that problem. Being as high..... -He paused to look at me-.... Profile as you are it raises some eyebrows."
"Do you know who put the bounty on me and are you keeping me safe or are you keeping me comfortable till payday?" I didn’t care about Vampire Infatuation or not, when it comes to life and death sexy Vampire guy takes a backseat burner and I needed to know if I were walking the green mile so to say.
"No I have no interest in killing you; I am getting paid to keep you safe until this is over. And to answer your first question yes I do know who put the Bounty on you and I know why."
I looked at him not needing to say or think the obvious.
"I think you should think about that question before I give the answer because once you know the truth there will be no going back."
"Yeah I don’t care I want to know so I can call my Father and get this taken care of, trust me he has connections that even a Vampire may fear." I looked at him, his face void of all emotion and in my experience that always meant something bad. "Look just tell me ok?" I asked my voice hitching like a traitor and showing my fear. Seriously I had never in my life wanted my dad but at this moment my life was in his hands and I really wanted my daddy.
"You can’t call your Father, no matter what." He said before flipping on his blinker and pulling on the interstate heading south.
He answered the next question before I could ask. "Because you’re Father is the one who placed it."
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Chapte r Four
London
In life there are so many emotions, Anger, sadness, joy, fear but right now all I felt was shock, to my core. I couldn’t ask why, I couldn’t ask who told him this; I sat replaying his words over and over again. Your father is the one who placed it . This was too much for one day. This morning I wanted to shop for a new wardrobe and leave this place for a fresh start, now I am in a car with a deadly Vampire who 'won’t kill me unless I give him a reason'. Yeah that makes me feel better. Makes a ton of sense too.
Fuck, just...yeah Fuck!
"Your pretty funny you now that?" He said laughing, obviously listening in like a perv. "Don’t call me names Princess, I hate it and like your memory serves you I don’t want to have to kill you."
"Do me a favor and stop trying to be my friend. I don’t know you, I’m bound in the back of your creepy van and I have no clue what is going on other than the fact that all of the monsters in my dreams are real, it kinda makes me want to curl in a ball and scream."
"Go ahead, nobody here to stop you but get your head right if you want to live."
His words chilled me and I almost screamed but decided against it choosing sanity over crazy, I glared at him and looked out the window my mind blank.
"Princess...." I heard his voice scratchy smooth and my skin crawled, but it crawled towards him.
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Janwillem van de Wetering