Did I hear her correctly? Did she say Lucas? And if she did was it the Lucas that I knew? There are tons of people named Lucas in the world. She could be talking about anyone.  

"You said his name is Lucas?" I asked, wanting to hear a clarification. 

She gave me as strange look but nodded her head anyways. "Yea...Do you know him?"  

Did I really know him? We had only met for a day, and yet that had to be the day that I got into this mess. And was there a way to guarantee that we are talking about the same person? I could ask her what his hair color and eye color was, but anyone could have the name Lucas and the same physical appearance. I started to think of things and two questions stood out the most. 

"Did he have a sister named Daisy?" 

Her eyebrows shot up surprised as she stated at me, giving me the indication that he did have a sister with that name. Once her eyebrows seemed to lower they scrunched together in confusion. 

"You said he 'did' have a sister that was named Daisy. Don't you mean he does have a sister named Daisy?" 

So maybe we are thinking about two different people? 

"No." I had to blink a couple times trying to hold the memory back of him and his sister's screams of pain, but it didn't seem to help. "Lucas and his sister both died." 

"You must be talking about the wrong person then. Or not the person I'm thinking of, because the Lucas I know is alive and living. In one more years I'm going back to visiting him, and he is still going to be living with his sister, mother, and father in their small farm house," She replied. 

She wasn't positive that what she said was true by the way she seemed to be fluffing up the pillows behind her head every few seconds. And what was she talking about visiting him in three years? Was she on a trip and then got captured? But that couldn't be right because then how would Trent hate her so much for going on a family trip? She did something bad to get in this place. But it's not just her; her family too. But she has to be the worse out of all of them. 

"Why do you have to visit him in one more year? Why can't you just visit him whenever you want?" This was really strange. 

We might not still be talking about the same person, but only seeing someone in a year, not whenever you wanted too was making me not understand why? Did he live too far away? She might not be able to visit him now, but before she was captured she could easily get an airplane ticket and go wherever she wanted too. 

"Things are complicated right now. If you met the Lucas I am talking about he would have told you everything," She explained, while emphasizing the last word. "And that's why we are not talking about the same person."  

"What do you mean by everything?" I was getting more intrigued that I started to scoot more towards the middle of the bed and sat cross legged in front of Jen. 

"When you met this person named Lucas did he tell you anything at all?" I thought of things he told me, but she cut threw my thoughts by giving me a clue to know what kind of information she wanted to get from me. "Maybe some type of cause he was a part of?" 

Then it clicked, just hearing the word "cause" made me know exactly what she was talking about. 

"The saving humans cause," I stated. 

Jen leaned farther away from me and asked, "Well, we didn't have a name for it yet. And that doesn't mean you actually met him, the person you're talking about could have just over heard him talk about it and-" 

I shook my head at her. I already realized that we are talking about the same person. I don't think anyone could have that many similarities. She just wasn't seeing it because she most likely wanted to believe that Lucas was still alive. But what I still didn't understand was why Lucas never mentioned a girl named Jen? To cut off Jen's rambling of excuses I asked the second question that would make her come to her senses. 

"Did he have an uncle named Greg?" 

That was all it took for her to start crying hysterically and covers her mouth with her hands. "He cannot be gone. He can't be." 

I crawled over to her and put my arms around her like Lucas once done for me. She leaned into me as she cried on my shoulder. 

I never saw Jen as the weak type or someone that could look so sad and heartbroken. Even when Trent hit her she still had a slight edge of confidence. Here she had none. 

"Everyone has some type of heartbreak before something good happens it their life, right?" I ask as I try to rub soothing circles on her back. "And you said it started with Lucas, but even if it started with him that doesn't mean it has to end with him." 

"It should have," She mumbled, and slowly lifted her head off my shoulder and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands. 

"What do you mean?" 

"It was all part of the plan and it was going great. Wait..." She stopped herself and looked more directly at me and said, "How did you know Lucas? How do you know he's dead, for sure?" 

She was going back to being disbelieving, and that made me just the tiniest bit frustrated. So instead of yelling at her to face the facts, I told her my story from the first moment I meant Lucas to the last. How he told me what the vampires did to his family and how Greg was his uncle. I told her when he started to explain the cause and his theories. And lastly I ended it with how he and his sister got murdered and I lived." 

Re-telling that brought huge pain to me. To know I went through all that and am still living to tell people about it. But I don't know what it feels like to hear it for the first time. But looking up at Jen's face I could tell it caused her as much pain as it did to me. 

"Wa-wait, then how are you still here and not with Greg right now?" She seemed to stutter over the first word, but composed herself for the rest. I wasn't looking at her when I told the story. So I couldn't tell if she was listing at all. But she seemed to have absorbed every word. 

I didn't really want to tell her, but she somehow had the right to know. "He thought that he would get more money by selling my blood to the vampires in the castle, but when we found out I was the princes beloved. And because of that the prince told us I had to be with him forever. Greg didn't like the idea, and neither did I, but both for different reasons. So when he tried to take me back the prince-" 

"-killed him." She finished my sentence with her teeth gritted together. "I never liked Lucas's uncle anyways he was a foul human who cared more about money then his family." 

I nodded my head in agreement. 

"He wasn't the nicest person to be around..." 

"I only heard some stories about him from Lucas, but how he talked about Greg showed that he didn't like him in anyway." 

I would have asked her what the stories of Greg were about but I didn't feel the need to know that information. I already knew he was cruel, I didn't need any more bad stories to clarify that. And they would only fuel my anger towards him even more. And there was nothing I could do about it since he was already dead. 

"Greg might be gone now, but now I'm faced with a vampire that wants me forever." 

I purposefully said "forever" to see if she would understand what I meant. 

She did. 

"But the only way you can be with Trent forever is if you become-" 

"-a vampire," I finished. This time it was me to cut her sentence off. "I know." 

What would life even be like if I was a vampire? Would I kill my loved ones in a snap of a finger? Would I become cruel, and without a heart not seem to care at all? 

"You should escape then, we will go together. We can get away from here, I got out before and I'm sure I can get out again," She said determined.  

"I've tried escaping, but it's almost impossible with all the guards and doors and windows locked!" I sighed in frustration. 

"You just have to wait for the right moment, be patient." 

"But we don't have that much time. Trent and some guards are already looking for you. And once they find you they will lock you up in a more confined jail cell away from everyone else, and you will never be able to escape." She seemed to think it was going to be easy and I had to prove to her it wasn't. 

"Then I just won't get caught." 

"That's easier said than done," I mumbled. 

"That sound like something Lukas would say." Jen's lips started to curve up into a smile, and the stressed out feeling I had, started to gradually go away. 

I thought it was amusing how she went from crying to being happy just by thinking about a boy. How did she even meet Lucas? I told my side of the story, but she never told me how she met him? 

"How do you know Lucas?"  

I was glad to have the change of topic. Somehow talking about leaving this place made me feel sad in a way, yet excited at the same time. And I really need to get my feelings in check. To think over on how I actually felt about this.  

"I never did tell you, did I?" She smiled even more, probably remember some type of good memory she had with him. And her smile made me smile too. I didn't reply to her question because she continued to talk. "I was his girlfriend." 

"You were his girlfriend?" 

"Yep, we went to the same school and we were in a lot of the same classes. So once we started talking to each other more our relationship got stronger until we finally made it official and became girlfriend and boyfriend. " 

Now I understood. He wasn't just a friend, but a boyfriend. Someone she must have loved dearly. And the fact that she didn't know he was dead till today made my heart go out to her. I felt the same sadness as when my parents died. 

"So then what were you talking about when you said that it started with Lucas? Do you mean your relationship started with him?" I was a little bit confused with saying her story started with a guy. She did say she was starting from the beginning. 

"No, I was saying he was the one who got me locked in jail the first time... not intentionally." She dragged out. 

"How can you get thrown in jail unintentionally?"  

"We just didn't fully think the plan through. It is getting easier now, but now that Lucas is gone I don't know what to do. But we have to continue with the plan, and in the process I need to get my family out of that jail." Now she was pacing around the room, I think she got tired of just being still. She was probably one of those people that are always active. 

"How did your family get in jail?" That was one of my questions earlier. Her family was down in the dungeons, yet Trent had something against Jen that he didn't have against the rest. 

"Not all of my family is down there," she said, while a small glint crossed her eyes.  

Trent forgot about one of Jen's family members? I thought the prince would know everything? And what family member did he forget about? 

Jen answered my question without me even having to ask. "He forgot about my sister. She's still at the edge of the forest with the groups." She smiled with pride. 

"Groups of what, why is their groups?" My voice got higher and higher with every word. I might have not been thinking my most clearly being locked in a room, but she was making me confused. Half of what she is talking about I don't understand. 

"Groups of people," She replied then rolled her eyes at me. But how would I know it was people, it could be a bunch of wild animals. Even though, a bunch of wild animals didn't make that much sense either. 

"Why are their groups of people?" 

"Lucas didn't tell you that much about the 'saving humans cause' did he?"  

I remember him talking about taking down the prince but by the way Jen was talking about the cause made me think he did leave some thing out. 

"What are you talking about? I do not understand." My voice volume went down as it felt like we were sharing a secret that no one else could know. 

"What did he tell you?" She stared at me contently, trying to get whatever information she could get. 

I told her all I knew. "He said I should kill the vampire prince so that it can give hope to people that we can take down these vampires." 

"He was right, but no completely." She licked her lips, and then continued, "We don't need hope. We have a lot of that, just not enough people. That is why I was gone for three years, I was gathering people. I was going to give him the progress in one more year, but it seems that I can't, now that he's..." 

I nodded my head. "Why would you need people?" 

She responded with two simple words, "It's started." 

"What has-" 

"The 'saving humans cause' has started." 

My jaw dropped. "Wait so these people you're gathering together are meant to get rid of the vampires." Everything seemed to come together in my head. "And they are making an army?" Finally the last piece clicked into place, "And they are going to fight." 

"It's going to be hard since a stab to the heart can't kill vampires, but can kill humans. But if we win in the end a few sacrifices will be worth it. And especially if we kill the vampire prince we will most likely win in the end," she said.  

"How would you kill him, It is close to impossible. He is Immortal, but also stronger than the rest." 

"It's not impossible. He just has to become weaker," she said. 

"And how would you do that?" her words got me nervous.  

"It's not just me; you are a big part of this too. You are going to me the major role in this, because you are going to be the one killing him. You are his beloved, so he is already very much in love with you. All you have to do is get closer to him. You seem to be pushing him away, and once he feels that you feel the same, you go in for the kill. He would never see it coming. Lucas and I didn't plan this far ahead. But this idea is perfect." 

Something in my heart felt like it broke. Sure, I didn't want to be here locked up, but would I kill to get out of here? I've never killed before, I've seen death. And that wasn't the same thing. One was causing the pain the other was seeing it. Would I really want to see love flash threw his eyes then shove a knife in his heart... it wouldn't be that easy. But I still got the just of it. 

"Would you do it, if he was your beloved?" I already know I didn't love Trent, but I could already feel my heart flutter and cheeks flush with color when we came in contact. But if she was in my position I was curious if she would do the same. 

"If I had a beloved, I would do it. They are monsters anyways. Just think of all the things they have done to us. Beloveds feel a pull towards one another, but hate should be enough to break it. And you said Lucas asked you if you would take down the vampires at all costs, and you said yes. Isn't that enough for you to do it?"

I felt like my answer would be right away, but I found myself thoroughly thinking it threw. Finally, I came to the conclusion that Jen was right. The connection between beloveds was ruining with my head-as usual. And Trent deserved to die, after how many people he has killed, including my parents. So I smirked back, and replied, 

"I'm in." 

She smiled back.  

I found myself slowly closing my eyes. All the talking has drained my energy and is making me start to feel sleepy. When my head falls on the pillow of the bed I suddenly remember I'm still trapped in the bedroom. The whole time I was talking to Jen it felt like we were the only people. And the surroundings around us blurred away. And the reason I got put in this room was because they are looking for Jen. For reasons I still don't know. 

I sat up straighter, now wanting to know the answer. So trying to be cautious of how she felt I tried to casually ask, "By the way... Why do they want you so badly?"

She opened her mouth to reply, but no words came out, and when she started to talk we heard footsteps coming closer and closer to the door. Jen jumped up from the bed and ran to the closet and closed the door softly trying not to make any noise. 

The creaking of the door made me stop staring at the closer door and look to where the door was. I instantly recognized the person when they walked in. 

I forgot that he was going to come back when the search for Jen was over. How late was it now anyways? He must have searched for longer than expected too because I know he still hasn't found her. And he didn't seem like someone who would quit so easily. 

He lifted his nose up and sniffed the air just like the guard did. He started to head for the closet, and that got me worried right away. So I grabbed his hand and led him out of the room. He obliged and didn't do anything as I shut the door when we got into the hallway.  

He smiled and caressed my cheek with his hand. I wanted to slap it away, but I needed to get closer to him, I needed to. So I leaned in more to his hand, and received an even bigger smile. "Someone missed me, but I missed you too." 

I blushed. His words really did have an effect on me, but I had to shake my head of those thoughts and looked him in the eyes. This was all an act-nothing is real.  

"So did you find Jen?" 

His smile dropped and so did his hand. "No, but I promise we will find her. " 

I try to look confused as I tilt my head to the side. "Where could she be?" 

"I don't know, but we are going to look again in the morning again, she couldn't have gone far," he replied. 

I didn't respond and it took all of me not to take a look at the closed door behind him. Behind that door holds the girl with the answer to my question, the girl who dated a boy named Lucas, the girl that Trent desperately wanted to send to jail, and the girl that he would hopefully never find because by the time he realizes where she is hiding, she will already be gone.

I'm so sorry for this late update! I had this chapter planned out and then when I was typing something different popped up on my computer screen and I had re-think the whole chapter! Also, I was checking my reads for the last chapter and they are dropping so much that it made me sad and made me think I did something wrong for people to stop. But the people that have continued to read mean the world to me! Your comments and votes made me smile so much. Even when I don't like this chapter and want to wait another week I am still putting it out there for people who have waited so patiently   AND THIS IS THE 10TH CHAPTER! I CAN NOT BELIEVE I HAVE MADE IT THIS FAR!!

So why does Trent want Jen so badly?