The Vampire Slave [Complete]

*Chapter 22* Killer Meetings And Meetings With Killers.

I woke up to a constant nudging. I turned over to see Nick poking my shoulder repeatedly.

    "This better be a good reason for waking me at-" I looked at my watch. "Four in the morning. I only slept three hours. I think. I can't count at this hour." I groaned and sat up, I noticed Abbey was cuddling Nelo beside me and I made a barf noise, even though they were asleep.

    "It's a good reason. Your fat- Ah uh, Vincent is using a room to snooze in. Do you want me to kill him?" He looked flustered, so I put a caring hand on his shoulder.

"Don't, he's unconscious because I drank too much from him but I have hopes I didn't kill him. I put him there."

     He gave me a questioning look and said, "Didn't want to kill him- What? You fight like a warrior but you can't kill?" I shook my head and he groaned, "Shelby! He's been trying to kill you for months! You finally got the chance and you don't kill him?! What's WRONG with you?!"

   He was trying to make me feel like an idiot! I am OVER this! I shoved myself off the bed, my eyes lighting the room crimson as I shove him to the floor. 

"What's wrong with ME? I'm not going around making innocent girls feel pathetic about themselves! So what if I can't kill someone? At least I have the heart to admit it!" My voice was rising.

"Shelby? It's four in the morning, go to sleep and we'll resolve this later." Abbey said, yawning behind me and resuming her slumber.

    I looked at Nick, my eyes flashed a brighter red and a threat of grey. He wants me to kill? I'll kill. I looked at the Demon knife in my hand and I stormed out of the room, down the hall, and past Silas's room.

     I must've been loud because Silas raced out of him room and followed me. I heard Nick also. 

"Shelby, you don't have to kill him, I'm sorry for making you feel bad. Just go back to sleep, please?" Nick said, trying to calm me. I turned and put the Demon knife to his throat.

"No? You wanted me to kill him. I'm gonna do it. If you try to stop me, I'll shove this thing so far up your ass, you'll shit blades for a month." I turned and opened Vincent's door.

I walked in and raised the blade over Vincent's limp body. I stopped when I felt the Stone warm up on my chest. I lowered my arms and looked through the stone at Vincent's soul. I gasped.

He had a lot of red. For me.

      He loved me so much, he would've done what I did for him. Me letting him live was something he took a lot of love in it. He loved me when I was little and adorable and he regretted putting up an abusive father act, but he wasn't what I thought he was. He just did that so I could be on my own.

      He knows what I am about to do and he feels bad for it. But he understands I can't help myself. 

      He does want to use me to rule The End, but he never wanted me to get hurt. He intended on using  me when he married my mother, but he wanted to forfeit the plan when he felt what every father feels; love for his new daughter. 

      He wanted to forfeit but the Demons told him to continue the plan. He ended up telling them that I was not The Color Seeker and he resumed his fatherly duties. The only way I could be on my own was if I was arrested for my father did not want me. So I ended up being a slave.

      He was put to make a deal with an anonymous Demon; he kills me and rules The End with the Greats, or they kill him and find me, torture me to death, and rule The End.

I dropped the stone, he just wanted to protect me. I wrapped my arms around his limp body and cried. Nick exhaled in relief and Silas shifted his weight awkwardly.