Bound to You- Chapter One

A Story by

It's not your typical vampire story... if anything, it's ANYTHING BUT ABOUT VAMPIRES!! (: First of all, our heroine, Ivy, escapes from a guy who turns out to want to kill her... drama already!! :)

Bound to You

Part One

Captured

I pulled at the shackles that bound me and yelled out, “You cowards!! Come out and show yourselves!!” I screamed out furiously and pulled again and then I sank down to the floor, defeated.

I raised my head when I heard footsteps coming towards me and then the door to my cell opened and in walked a man shrouded in black.

“Well, don’t you look great!” Said the man in black.

I bitterly laughed, “Thanks, means a lot to me, you know.”

He knelt down next to me and said, seriously, “I’m here to free you, but you have to cooperate.”

I immediately straightened and said, “How’d you get keys?”

He smiled, “I have my ways.”

Then he leaned forward and took out a key and unlocked the shackles on my feet. Then he went for the ones on my wrists and I caught a faint scent, one that smelled of cinnamon and mints. It smelled quite nice actually.

I whispered, “Why are you helping me?”

He unlocked all my shackles then looked into my eyes and replied, “I have my reasons.”

Then he pulled me up and grabbed my hand then said, “You must listen to everything I say if we are to get out safely. The guards are all asleep but not for long. So, hurry.”

I nodded and he pulled me to the door and we hurriedly walked down the long corridor. I looked around and I could smell dirt, sweat, and mold. Sickening.

I’m going to skip the boring parts, because, honestly, like he said, all the guards were asleep! We got out of the hideout without any trouble whatsoever.

Once we were far away, until we could no longer see it, he let go of my hand and I leaned against a tree, exhausted.

He looked around and said, “Well, that was easier than I thought.”

“You said it.” Then I looked down at my stomach as it growled then I looked at him and said, “I’m hungry.”

He sighed then sat down next to me and said, “Sorry, didn’t bring any food with me. Oh, by the way, my name is Nicholai and I know you, you’re Ivy. The much hunted Ivy.”

“You make it sound like it’s something to be proud of. Well, it’s not, I’ll tell you.” She paused as she looked around then said, “You heard of me but I haven’t heard of you.”

He slowly smiled, “I’m much more subtle.” With that he turned away and laid down on the ground and closed his eyes.

Well, good night to you, as well, she thought. She sighed and took that moment to study him. He was handsome. Very, very... ok, FINE! He was freaking drop-dead gorgeous. He had wavy, midnight-black hair and piercing gray eyes, eyes that seemed to know everything about her. He was going to be trouble, that she knew.

She sighed and closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, the last thing she heard was a deep, gravelly voice growling, “You’re finally mine, sweetheart.” But she thought nothing of it as she drifted off.

* * *

Nick sat up and took a deep breath through his mouth, and realized it only made him hungrier for her. Her scent was everywhere; the scent of an innocent, absolutely priceless. He growled softly and stared at her. She was beautiful, no doubt about it. Her hair was fiery red with the edges a light blonde-orange-ish color. The colors of fire. Her eyes were emerald green and he felt like just staring at them all day.

He didn’t know how he was going to survive this, this whole smelling her and not being able to devour her. How would it be possible? How could he live through this? Then he thought suddenly, why should he? He could just tell everyone that they had killed her before he got to her and... He shook his head and thought, no, he needed her to live. If only for his fiance. He laid back down and tried to fall back asleep, he would need his rest.

* * *

She woke to a noise of something sizzling and the smell of something delicious. She stood up immediately and practically ran to the fire and looked at the piece of meat sizzling in a pan. She could’ve sworn she was drooling.

She heard footsteps behind her and she turned around and found Nicholai. She grinned and ran to him and hugged him and said, “You made food! I love you so much right now! I didn’t know you could hunt and oh my gosh that smells so good and I don’t know if there’s enough for you and I’m so hungry and I haven’t eaten-“

“Dang! Take a breath! Calm down! Yes, I made food and if you want it so much, you can have it. I already ate.” He pulled off her hands and stepped back from her, but that didn’t faze her one bit.

“Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!” She paused and then wondered, “What type of meat is it?”

He sat down on a log next to the small fire and checked the meat, “It’s wild boar.”

“Hm, never tried it. Oh well.” She sat down next to him as he put the meat into a iron plate and handed her a eating utensil. She decided to not be a pig and quietly ate for a few minutes then asked him, “So, will you tell me about yourself? How old are you? Where are you from? Who are you? What are you? Are you going to eat me? Personally, I don’t fancy being eaten but-“

“Wow! Do you always talk this much! Which question am I supposed to answer first?” He answered with a slightly amused laugh.

“Who are you?”

“I already told you, I’m Nicholai. I’m from far away, a place you wouldn’t know. I’m too old for you. What am I?” He paused there then chuckled darkly, “I am, what you’d call, your worst nightmare. Are you done eating?”

She stared at him, open-eyed, “Are you a vampire?!”

He laughed and shook his head, “Hell no! I’m not one of those disgusting creatures! If I told you what I was... if you consider those vampires scary, I hate to tell you but, vampires are scared out of their wits when it comes to us. We are not something to be taken lightly, Ivy. What I am is not something you’d want to know. Now finish eating as we have a ways to go.”

She didn’t reply for a few moments then she asked quietly, “Are you going to kill me?”

He scrutinized her then replied, “It depends on how you look at it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean!”

“Well on one hand, yes, it could be considered cold-blooded murder. Then, on the other hand, not really.” He shrugged, “It depends on who you are and your values. Personally, to me, it’s not exactly murder. Honestly, I rescued you from the vampires murdering you! At least, this way, you get to have more of a life before you meet your fate.”

“Is that supposed to help?! All my life, people just show up and want to kill me! I’ve never known who I can trust... and... I thought you were actually someone I could trust... and...” She started to cry softly and she whispered, “If you’re going to kill me, on the way, can I see my brother? Just one last time? For a final goodbye. If you let me, I won’t put up a fight... please.” She wiped away her tears and straightened her back and decided that she was going to be strong, not weak... just this once.

He had to admit it, the tears slightly threw him off. It made her so... vulnerable. She was begging him and her wish didn’t seem too bad. “Very well. Where is he? What is his name?”

She looked down at her food which had long gone cold, “Ashton Grace. I don’t know where he is... they took him away from me and never told me where he was only that he was married and very happy. Can we find him?”

He paused and said, “Yes, I just need help from some of my friends. We’ll find them and your brother on the way. Are you ready to go?”

She set down her plate and stood up and nodded. He grabbed her hand but she pulled it away and said, “I can walk on my own.”

“Well, I’m sorry but your ‘walking on your own’ is much too slow.”

She threw her hands up and said, “You bruised my wrists and they still hurt! No thank you!”

“Oh, well, I’m sorry, princess! What do you want me to do? Carry you!?”

She pondered for a second then lifted her arms again and said, “Could you? My legs hurt...”

He glared at her and said, “I’m only doing this so we can get going but don’t think you won, not even for a second...”

He lifted her up, bridal style then that seemed a bit too intimate so he adjusted her until she was on his back, piggy-back style. Her arms tightened for a second, as if she wanted to choke him then she loosened her arms and rested her head on his shoulder. He asked, over his shoulder, “Ready to go?”

She said, “Yes.” And he raced off.

* * *

© 2011

Author's Note

Hey, this is chapter one and I have 15 chapters typed up and ready for you to read... BUT YOU MUST COMMENT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!! :) Thank you for reading!!