Unwanted Love

A key in the lock turned. I look up to see Jason. "Well today is the day. We will be joined forever."

"I always thought that it was bad luck to see the bride before the wedding." I said.

"Well my mother will becoming and helping you get ready." He said. There was a knock at the door. A woman that looked like Jason walked in.

"Jason you are not supposed to be here." She said pushing him out.

"Ok I get the idea." Jason said and left the room.

"Well I am so glad to meet you awake. I am his mother." She said walking to the closet and pulling out the most elegant black dress. "Here we go. This is going to be a day to remember." She said and started to help me get ready.

"You mean she has been at this clothing factory all this time." The officer asked Father Savior.

"Only since last Wednesday." He said.

"Captain do we go and check it out?" The officer asked.

"Yes get as many people has you can together. Father you come with us. Mr. and Mrs. Vampir go home. We will bring her home. Lets move."

"There finished." Jason's mother said standing back when she was finished with my hair.

I looked. It was just as it was the first time I was in the cave. "I love it." I said.

"Good." A knock came to the door. "Come in." A young girl who looked like her mother walked in carrying a glass. "Thank you dear. Well here drink this." She said handing me the glass I drank. Again I was drugged for the third time.

I woke to hear a man talking in an unknown language. I opened my eyes. I saw the room filled with people in hooded robes. In the distance I hear the bang of a door being broken open. Jason slipped a ring on my finger. "I bind myself to..."

"Freeze." I heard. I looked and saw a whole door full of cops.

"Take her and go. We will hold them off." I heard the man say.

Jason grabbed my hand and pulled my behind him. We ran to a door and down a flight of stairs. We entered what looked like an apartment. We went straight for a door with a gold insignia of an upside down five-point star in a circle with a devils head in the middle on it. "If we can't be joined in life then we will be joined in death." He said forcing me to my knees.

"Never. Let me go." I said struggling.

"Never. You are mine." He said holding up a dagger ready to strike.

A police officer ran in to the room with his gun drawn. "Put the knife down."

Jason plunged the dagger in to my stomach. The officer fired. Everything went black.

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"Angel, Angel. Wake up honey." My mother said. I opened my eyes and saw my mother and father leaning over me. "Hi. We are so glad you made it."

"What happened?" I asked hoarsely.

"Jason Devlin stabbed you. The officer shot him and killed him. We will leave you so you can rest." My father said. He and my mother left.

I closed my eyes. I heard the door open and close again. I open my eyes. Father Savior is standing next to the bed praying. "Father Savior. You were the one who told them."

"I told you I would. Now try to conserve your energy my dear." He said. "I was worried when I saw them bringing you out on that stretcher. But now I know the lord was watching over you. Now you get some rest." He said and left.

On and off for the next few days my friends came to the hospitable. The day I went home it was as if I were coming home a hero. I fact it was the same at school. After a few weeks the hype simmered down and a routine started.

It has now been a month since the kidnapping. I am in Jason’s house in the room he had all of the pictures of me on the walls. I was gathering all the pictures off the walls, the photo albums and the paintings. This was my last stop. I had already gotten the stuff from the factory. The more I looked around the house the more I understood Jason and why he loved me. His family was evil and I was the first good thing that came along.

His parents were convicted of kidnapping and I visited his mother often. She loved me like the daughter she never had. The painting of Jason and I walking on the beach I have in my bedroom. The others along with the photo albums I had in a storage compartment. The pictures that adorned the walls I had on poster boards around the room. It was great and scary; I had an admirer that liked me for me not because I was popular. I always wondered what would have happened if Father Savior was never there to help me. Would I be dead or alive???

Authors note: If you like this story don't worry there is another part to this saga. Review and you shall have.