"Things haven't changed in any of the houses have they?" I ask him.He turns to me and notices that I'm shaking.
"Are you okay?"
"I think so....did you really give me the wine, or did you just say you did?"
"I gav you....why don't you trust me?"
"You were never reborn it was just us.....why?" I said all this because I was remembering more of my past. He had always killed me, but always always tried to make me love him.
"Where did all this come from? You just need to get some sleep...come on,"He takes my hand and leads me to the room. I faint before I even get past the door way.
It's winter and all I am wearing is a dress, I hate dresses!! THEY ARE EVIL!!! I'm in a stone house, its small but nice. I hear screaming from outside so I go to see what is going on. Men in black hoods are killing everyone. They are taking my sisters and caring them to thier castles. Apperently it was a tradition our people were fed up with. The Four kings would come every hundred years to take thier new wives who they had been watching from afar.
We all though it was a joke or something because we had no kings and it had been more than a hundred years scince the last time they had come. But when they did come eveyone fought against them and died.
I run to the inside of the house to get my twin blades. By the time I turn around one of the guys in a black hood shove me against a wall. Under the black hood he is wearing a red velvet hood, or at least something that looks like it. He rubs his thumb against my lip and bites my neck. I see a flash of his face.
I wake up and Bryce is closing the door.
"How long have I been out this time?"
"A few minutes,"
"Did you.....was there a ritual or something in a past life of mine?"
"You mean the wedding thing, where we went to your village and took you for the first time?"
"I guess so.."
"Thats the first time you were bit by me....it wasn't the first time we met though,"
"Really? How did we meet then? And are these really what I saw in my life...this one?"
"You asked me something like that before you fainted. I gave you my blood but your not my slave unless you drink one more time. Your memories aren't complete yet," When he said this he put his hand on my neck, motioning me to lie back down.
"Well, what happeneed to my wine?"
"I drank it all. I filled it with my blood before you came back. I thought it was regular wine...sorry,"
"Why didn't you tell me!!!!" As soon as he told me I felt like I was gonna cry. All my memories were back in that b*****d. As much as I liked him I hated him even more.
"Because I love you and I want you to be with me!"
"EVEN IF IT MEANS THAT I CAN'T HAVE ANY CONTROL IN MY LIFE!?"
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