Kidnapped By The Vampire Prince

“Vivi, what have you done?”

“I haven’t done anything!”

“Why is there a human girl in the back seat then?”

“What girl?”

“Vivi!”

“Stop calling me that!”

“Answer me!”

My head pounded uncomfortably as voices filled my ears. I clenched my jaw in pain as the throbbing continued to cause me discomfort. The quiet hum of an engine told me I was in a car, and the gentle bumps every now and then told me I was in a moving car. Weariness swept over me and I had to fight the urge to go back to sleep. As tired as I was, I had to figure out whom these voices belonged to and why I was in a car. It hurt, but after a few moments I was able to force open my eyes.

A young man with pale blonde hair and chocolate colored eyes was staring back at me. I inhaled sharply in surprise, quickly sitting up in my seat. A wave of nausea washed over me, and I brought a hand up to my mouth, feeling as though I was going to be sick. The blonde blinked at me, narrowing his brown eyes.

“You okay?”

“Who are you?” I demanded, suddenly alert. I looked out the window and realized I couldn’t see anything but a black forest whizzing by. “Where am I?”

“I’m Joel,” the blonde responded, pointing to himself. “And you’re in a car.”

“Thanks for pointing out the obvious,” I snapped, not in the mood for sarcasm. “Why am I here?”

“Well, Vivi randomly brought you to the car and threw you in the back… I’m curious as to why you are here too.”

“Who’s Vivi?”

“My name isn’t Vivi,” a smooth voice commented from the driver’s seat. “And I couldn’t just leave her there.”

My eyes snapped to the man who had spoken. He glanced at me through the rearview mirror. Piercing blue eyes met my gaze and I felt my heart skip a beat. Memories from earlier suddenly flooded my mind. The school, the bloody girl, his

fangs …

“V-v-vampire!” I stuttered, staring at him in horror.

“Bingo.”

Oh my god… “No… no!” I shook my head violently. “No! Vampires don’t exist!”

“Well you’re looking at two right now,” Joel said, grinning and showing his over-sized canines.

A scream escaped my lips, making the blonde jump in surprise. This was too much for me to handle. My worst nightmare was sitting in front of me! And there were two of them! I frantically grabbed the door handle of the car, shoving it as hard as I could.

“Joel!”

“Don’t worry,” Joel responded immediately, still grinning in amusement at me. “Child lock is on.”Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Desperately, I attempted to open the door again. When that didn’t work I began to pound on the windows. “Let me out!” I shrieked, slamming my fist down on the glass as hard as I could. “No! No!”

“She’s quite the noisy one, isn’t she, Vivi?” Joel commented, watching me curiously.

“My name is Vincent,” the blue-eyed one snapped, his eyes flickering to Joel to give him a short glare. “Don’t call me Vivi!”

“Whatever. Can we do something about her?”

“Since she’s finally awake, yes.”

Without warning, Vincent slammed on the breaks, making me pitch forwards, off my seat. I fell to the floor of the car, landing on my wrist uncomfortably. A small groan of pain escaped my lips and I quickly pulled my wrist out from under me. The car door opened behind me and there was suddenly a rough tug on the back of my jacket, and I was yanked backwards and out of the car. A rough hand captured my wrist, preventing me from running.

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“Let me go!” I cried, attempting to yank my hand back.

“Stay still, or I’ll break your wrist,” Vincent growled, his eyes penetrating into mine.

I froze, narrowing my eyes at him. As much as I wanted to ignore him, I couldn’t afford to have my wrist broken. Not to mention that would probably hurt. A lot. So I stood stock still, barely even daring to breathe. Vincent raised a pale hand to my face and I immediately closed my eyes, shying away from him.

“Open your eyes.”

Slowly I did as he said, and found my eyes once again entranced by his sapphire orbs. For a few moments we stared at each other. Vincent’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and he pulled his hand away, dropping my wrist.

“Joel,” he snapped and the blonde vampire appeared next to him before I could blink. “Try to erase her memory.”

“Eh?” Joel responded, a flicker of amusement appearing in his eyes. “The master at erasing memories can’t erase a memory?”

“Just try.”

“Right away!”

Joel stepped up to me, and put his pale hand in front of my face. This time I took a step back in surprise. He chuckled, coming closer. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”

“Stay away,” I warned, wondering why I had let Vincent so close to me in the first place. “Vampires don’t exist!”

“Keep saying that,” Vincent commented in a snide voice. “There’s living proof right in front of you. Well, technically not living…”

“If you let me erase your memories, vampires won’t exist,” Joel said coaxingly, putting his hand to my face again.

I watched him distrustfully, but let him do so. I would give anything to have my memories erased. Not knowing about vampires would leave me much better off… No wait, what was I thinking? They didn’t exist! They couldn’t exist! I didn’t care if these two claimed to be vampires! It was impossible!

After a moment a frown appeared oh Joel’s face. He pulled his hand away and furrowed his eyebrows. “Why isn’t it working?”

“It didn’t work?”

“Vivi, who is this girl?”

I turned my eyes to Vincent, who shrugged. “I have no idea.”

My head throbbed painfully again and I scrunched up my eyes in pain, bringing a hand to my forehead. Another wave of nausea crashed through me and I tottered on my feet for a second. Joel’s hand shot out to steady me. Surprised, I jumped violently, taking a quick step away from him.

“D-don’t touch me!” I warned, trying to figure out which blonde man to glare at. My vision was showing me two.

“Dude, how much blood did you drink? She looks sickly.”

“I didn’t drink much at all!” Vincent snapped glaring at me as if it was my fault I looked sick.

I did my best to glare back at him, but the pain from my head made it a hard feat, and I ended up just closing my eyes to ease the ache. It was becoming a hard task just to stand on my feet. I backed up until I could lean against the car for support. I needed to escape.

“But she’s so pale!”

“She said something about being anemic or something.”

There was a short silence before Joel suddenly started laughing. “Are you kidding me right now? You drank blood from and kidnapped an anemic, human girl? How ironic can you get?”

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“It’s not like I knew she was anemic,” Vincent retorted. “And I wouldn’t have had to… take her if she hadn’t passed out.”

“What are we going to do with her then?”

It was really starting to irritate me how they kept talking as if I wasn’t standing three feet behind them. But, I could use that to my advantage. I took deep, long breath, trying to make my vision normal again. While they were distracted, I could make my break.

“We can’t let her go,” Joel continued. “If someone finds out a human whose mind we can’t erase knows about us then…”

“I’m fully aware of the consequences, thank you,” Vincent snapped in an irritated tone.

“It’s even worse for you, considering your position,” Joel laughed. “You should have thought twice, Vivi.”

“Stop calling me that!” Vincent growled. “For now, we keep the girl with us. Maybe Sebastian can sort this all out. Whatever happens, we do not let my dad know.”

Vampires had families? That surprised me. I thought all vampires were turned… I shook my head quickly. Thinking wasn’t going to get me anywhere. I needed to escape before I was dragged off to who knows where. Checking to see if Joel or Vincent were watching, I slowly began to creep along the edge of the car, ready to start sprinting.

“I do not want to die,” Joel told Vincent, “so I don’t think I’ll let him know.”

“Good.”

By now I was at the back of the car. I had no idea which way to go. After only a second of hesitation I made a break for it, dashing as silently as possible down the dark road. My vision was still blurry, but I did my best to ignore it. Hopefully they wouldn’t notice… Maybe a car would come by and I could stop it and they would take me to safety-

“Trying to run away again, are we?”

A pair of stone hard arms wrapped around my waist, making me come to a complete halt. A groan of frustration and hopelessness left my mouth. The one holding me chuckled and I realized it was Vincent. He let me go, but kept a vice-like grip on my shoulder to stop me from running again.

“You’re causing me enough trouble as it is, don’t push it by trying to escape again,” he warned, dragging me back to the car. “Get in. We’re leaving.”

“No!” I cried, ducking out of his grasp. “I won’t go! I can’t! You don’t exist!”

Joel laughed while Vincent gave me a harsh glare.

“I’d hate to break it to you, love, but there’s no way you can deny our existence since we’re standing right in front of you, and Vince has already drank from you,” Joel told me, smiling.

“I refuse to believe,” I stated stubbornly.

“Should I remind you then?” Vincent asked, suddenly pressed up against me again.

“No!” I screamed, swatting a hand out and making contact with his face. Immediately I dropped my arm, staring at him in horror.

Joel started laughing again. “She totally bitch-slapped you, Vivi.”

“Get in the car,” Vincent growled, pulling me roughly by the front of my bloodstained sweatshirt. He opened the backseat door and threw me in roughly, cramming my legs in so he could slam the door.

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