The Baby's Blood

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Chapter Eighteen

I woke up in a confined area. It was dark and I was very uncomfortable. I began spazzing out a bit, noticing my hands were tied together. What in the hell? Why me? I realized I was in a trunk of a car, it felt like I was we were moving.

I began panicking and kicked at the back windshield. I kept doing it until it cracked a bit. The car swerved before it came to a sudden stop. Before I knew it the whole windshield was broken and glass went everywhere. The door was open and I began kicking at the person. I heard a groan before the words, "Seriously?" came out.

I gasped and looked at the familiar face, "Tyler?"

"I'm sorry. I can't let you be with Klaus or have his baby. Klaus doesn't get to win," he said, tugging me out the car.

"Let me go! Are you crazy?" I shouted. "I thought you were happy for me."

"I tried to be, but I can't stop hating him. I love you and everything but this baby will only cause havoc in the world," he said, tossing me over his shoulder. I bit my lip, trying to pound on his back with my hands together.

"I fucking hate you! Klaus is going to kill you," I grumbled. I don't care if he's my brother. I was pregnant and my baby meant the world to me and Klaus...he meant so much to me.

"Shut up!" Tyler roared. I bit my tongue and tried to think of ways to get myself out of this situation as he carried me somewhere. I didn't have my phone on me. Last night after 'fun time' with Klaus we took a shower and I slipped on leggings and one of Klaus' long sleeve shirts. That's all I had on and socks too, but no shoes. Anyways, I had no pockets, therefore no phone on me. God, all I wanted was Klaus. I need him to come save me. And I mean now.

***

"What is this place?" I asked my brother when he sat me down infront of some little cottage home.

"The armpit of Louisiana," Tyler said and the pulled out a knife.

"What are you gonna do with that?" I asked, biting my lip.

"Nothing, yet," he shrugged.

"I'm your sister, Tyler!" I yelled.

"I know. And your with the enemy. He's a psycho--"

"He hasn't kidnapped me or planned to use a knife on me," I retorted and he clenched his jaw. "Now what do you want? You're not going to be able to kill Klaus."

"Yeah, but this baby, it's a mistake. You can have kids with someone else, but I cannot let this hybrid baby be born."

"What? Tyler, no. Not my baby. No!" I shouted as he called for some guy.

"Get her inside," Tyler instructed and some guy, named Dwayne apparently dragged me inside the cottage. I groaned in annoyance and found myself being tied to some sort of table or dresser thing, where I waited for awhile.

***

Dwayne had left so I sat alone, struggling to get loose. I wanted to go home. I tugged with one hand from the dresser thing that I was tied to. My other hand, rubbed my stomach. It wasn't that flat but there still wasn't a bump yet.

The door creaked and I looked to see Tyler. I gulped and bit my lip. I didn't want to be here. I couldn't believe this was happening. "Tyler, let me go," I pleaded as he rummaged through a bag.

"No."

"Tyler, Klaus and his siblings care about me and this baby. They're going to protect us. If you hurt me, they will kill you," I warned.

"What makes you think I'm afraid to die?" He asked. I scoffed, ready to call him an idiot when again the door creaked open, Dwayne stepping inside. "You ready for this?" Tyler asked him.

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