Forever Dead ::13:: Ghosts of the Past

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“It means brunettes are boring and I’m fun.”

“I’m fun.”

“I’m sure, being all broody and secretive might have Bella Swan wrapped around your finger, but not me. I like blondes.” I said before even realizing that Xander is in fact a blonde. Nicholai just laughed.

“Believe me, if you and I were alone we could have tons of fun.”

“And see, there’s your problem, blondes can have fun anywhere with any amount of people.”

“Kinky.” He said and winked. I realized then I had been flirting with him and mentally smacked myself. Stop drawing attention to yourself! I yelled at my brain and just rolled my eyes.

“Yeah, well, I’ll leave you two to it.” I said and waved goodbye to Macy, who stood frowning in front of the television.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Audrina?” I whispered to myself.

“Everything.” I heard behind me. I turned and saw Mandy standing in front of her bedroom door.

“What do you want from me?” I asked, exasperated.

“Just to tell you if you ever touch me again, you’ll be the next one dead.” And with that she shut the door. I shivered and walked towards my bedroom. I was more confused then ever. Who was the killer? Was it that guy Quinn like Nicholai suggested to Xander? Or was it one of the Potentials? I had thought vampires were monsters, but it never occurred to me that humans could be too. I knew from first hand experience.

“10?” Lucia said from the hall. I looked down and met her eyes.

“Yes?”

“The Young Master said I was to take you to your brother now.” I grinned, nearly forgetting about our deal.

“Perfect.” I sighed and walked towards her. She gave me a small smile and we began descending the steps to the foyer. She took me down a different hall this time.

“This is Princess Katreena’s private quarters, here in the West wing,” she said opening a set of double doors. This part of the castle was totally a girls. The walls were a light gold with pink and silver designs around the borders. It was very feminine. I was in love.

I found myself in a parlor a few moments later, staring at Charlie.

“Hey sis.” He said hugging me. I clung onto him and breathed in his scent.

“I’ve missed you.” I said.

“It’s only been like a day.” He said laughing. I laughed too, wiping my eyes.

“Still…” he sat down and I sat across from him, noting that the parlor was in a Victorian Theme. The couches were comfy at least.

“So where’s your…Mate.” I said, testing the word.

“She’s getting fitted for dresses. She’s planning a Mating ceremony…I guess it’s kind of like a wedding.” He said shrugging his shoulders. I nodded my head, lowering it.

“Am I invited?” I whispered.

“Yes! I think all the Potentials are going. But you’re my sister, you’re in it!” he said laughing.

“In it? How…?”

“It’s sort of like a bridesmaid, but I guess you’d be called a Matesmaid haha.”

“Yeah, hardy ha.” I said hitting him lightly.

“So, really, how is everything? Is he hurting you?” Charlie asked, all traces of joking gone.

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