Two for tragedy. Volume 2 - стр. 8
– Mortals… How naive you are! When I scare you, you're ready to do anything, panicking and talking nonsense," the vampire grinned wickedly. – But don't worry – it's not in my interest to hurt Morgan. I'll just get rid of you, and that will be the solution to all your problems.
"Parents. My poor parents! What about them? What will happen to them when they find out their daughter is missing? How will they live knowing they'll never see me again? I mean, they'll go crazy!" – Tears came to my eyes.
What conflicting thoughts! One part of me was happy that my death would eliminate the threat to Cedricoa, and the other part of me was sobbing because it would kill my parents-there was nothing worse for them than having their child die.
– Your blood is amazing! – The vampire whispered into my ear. – When we get to England, I'll kill you, but not right away. I'll drink a small glass of your blood every day, stretching out the pleasure.
– I won't give you that," I said quietly but firmly. – I'll kill myself, and all your plans will be ruined.
– Don't forget about Cedric. You don't want anything to happen to him, do you? – he interrupted me in a harsh tone. – Your life and death belong to me, and if you kill yourself, I will make sure your Morgan is punished. Your life is the key to his happiness and well-being. Do I make myself clear?
– You couldn't be clearer! – I whispered, finally losing the strength to fight. – Do whatever you want! I don't care!
How easily he manipulated me! He knew every string he had to pull to make me do his bidding!
– You'll have fun with me. I'll entertain you, call Markus and tell you the news from the wedding. England in August is beautiful and you won't regret spending some time there instead of Rio. And just what do you find in Brazil? Palm trees, beach and heat? Viper, you have no idea what a wonderful time I'm going to give you.
Suddenly, the captain's call to fasten seatbelts was loud in the cabin as the plane was coming in for landing.
Those sixteen and a half hours were torture for me. Sixteen hours – the worst, scariest, and most hated hours of my life. It was agony: I knew that now everything was ruined, that my parents would die of grief, that I would never see Cedric again, that it was over. And this event, this retribution for my and Cedric's love, caught up with me just when we both thought we were saved.
What irony! What a cruel joke!
The aeroplane sat on the tarmac, drove down the road and soon came to a stop. People jumped up from their seats and pulled their suitcases and bags from the shelves and from under the front seats. When the cabin door was finally opened and the passengers began to slowly leave the plane, Grayson leaned in close to my face.
– Let's go. And don't you dare take a step away from me," the vampire whispered in my ear.
– I won't! – I answered him ironically, out of place.
– Don't even try to run away, Viper, or I won't be as kind to you. – Grayson grabbed my hand, and we headed for the exit. Luckily, I managed to grab my backpack. As we made our way to the exit, I almost fell, tripping over someone's bag, but Grayson didn't mind me, just dragged me along, not looking back at me like I was just a suitcase on wheels. We walked down the wide, long corridor into the airport building to check in, and then we walked briskly toward the terminal gate.