#can we please get some blood over here i have some extremely dehydrated vampires

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the chosen daughter // colby brock - chapter six

A/N: hey yall, here’s the next chapter! thank you for all the feedback on this story so far. please keep telling me what you think bc i love to hear it. alrighty, here yall go and i’ll see you later :)

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taglist: @far-to-many-bands , @idfk-tbh-oops , @muted-mayham , @ughwhyislifesohard , @justtanerd , @ashyoungxblood ,  @cmburgos

trigger warning: cursing???, mentions of blood and hunting

word count: 1617

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I squinted my eyes, looking around the bedroom slowly. The clock read 2:30 P.M., and the sun was shining bright through the window. I whined lowly as I sat up, gliding my legs out of my bed.

I barely remembered getting back to the apartment. I remembered Jake and I carrying each other up the stairs. Jake had crashed on the couch, and Sam never came back, deciding to hang with Katrina the rest of the night as we got drunk. Surprisingly my hangover wasn't too bad, just a light stinging.

I stood up slowly, feeling a little wobbly and dehydrated. I walked to the bedroom door and opened it, going into the living room and kitchen. As I turned the corner I was faced with Colby. He leaned against the counter coolly, scrolling through his phone. He didn't glance up when I walked in.

I rolled my eyes at his presence, stepping towards the fridge and opening it. I grabbed a water bottle and took a long gulp.

“You introduced Sam to Katrina?” Colby muttered, finally staring at me.

I placed the bottle on the counter and nodded my head. “Yeah. He said he liked her, so I figured I could be his wingman. Or woman.”

“Kat’s a vampire.” He stated.

“Yep. And your point?” I gazed up at his face, puzzled.

“He shouldn’t…” He trailed off.

I scoffed. “Date her? Hate to be the one to break this to you, but he can do whatever he wants.”

“Her power manipulates emotions. He’s probably not into her.” Colby insisted.

“That’s not what her power does. It’s the after effect of it.” I admitted.

“What?” He sighed.

I threw my hands up defensively. “That’s what she told me.”

“And you believed her?” Colby glared at me.

“Look, if she’s lying, I’d be more concerned about the fact that Mike and Kevin are besties with her than Sam having a tiny crush. If you really don’t trust her that much, why let her get that close to everyone?” I snapped.

Colby didn’t reply. He stared at the ground and bit his lip in thought.

“Don’t get pissy with me. I haven’t done anything wrong and you already hate me.” I grunted, starting to walk away.

“Jade wait.” Colby called.

I stopped and turned back to him.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been as rude to you as I was the first night you were here. I highly doubt this is a situation you want to be in either. I’ve just been in a shitty mood. It’s not your fault and I apologize.” He confessed, his shoulders dropping.

“Okay…” I rested my hands on my hips, looking at the floor.

There was a silence that fell between us, teeter-tottering on awkward and peaceful. 

Colby broke the silence bluntly. “You need to learn to fight.”

“What?” I chuckled.

“You don’t know how to fight or defend yourself against vampires. I remember how you were the first time I saw you. Jasper could have easily killed you and you did nothing to stop it.” He recalled.

“Was I supposed to know how to fight off a vampire? Is there a class I can take?” I jeered.

“I can teach you. I mean, you kinda need to know. Especially since Cyrus is still after you.” He reminded me.

“What did you find out about him?” I asked, leaning against the counter.

“Well, from some of the vamps I was able to talk to, Cyrus’ last known place in downtown LA was recently demolished, so he hasn’t been seen since then. He’s probably laying low because he knows I’m after him.” Colby speculated.

“Y-you’re gonna get him right?” I stammered.

He nodded. “Of course, but in the mean time you need to learn to defend yourself against a vampire if they attack you.”

Colby opened a drawer and pulled out a stake, handing it to me.

“You guys just have these laying around?” I joked.

Colby ignored my quip. “First off, you need to know the weak points of a vampire.”

He grabbed my right hand as it held the stake, placing the tip of it to his neck.

“Vampires heal at an extremely fast rate because we are immortal. The neck is one of the only places that can maim a vamp for longer than thirty seconds. Stabbing here is a good place to start if you’re trying to kill.” He informed.

He slid my hand down to his heart, the stake pointing at it.

“This is the only place that will kill a vampire. Nothing else can kill us, so you must aim for here if you want to kill us. You got it?” He inquired.

I confirmed. “Yeah.”

“There’s… one other thing that can hurt a vampire. Sam’s gonna kill me for telling you, but I think this is the only situation that warrants this.”

Colby grabbed gloves from the counter and opened a cabinet, pulling out a white flower. It was unusual; one I had never seen before. It was porcelain white and delicate. It had a long stem and the flower’s buds sprouted out in a circle, like an explosion of fireworks. It resembled multiple dandelions connected altogether.

“What flower is that?” I asked, stepping towards it.

“This is an Angelica flower. This is the only flower known to us that can poison vampires.” He described.

“What?” I exclaimed quietly.

“Not many things can hurt vampires. But this little plant and all of its kind can.” He hissed.

Colby ripped a part of it off and lightly brushed it against his skin. His skin burned from the brush and he winced hard. He clenched his arm as it slowly began to heal.

“Holy shit. How did you guys find out about this?” I uttered.

“A vampire Sam was interrogating told him about it as a peace offering. He was killed, and Sam investigated. He found that where these plants grow, vampires stay away. Then we kinda tested it on me and other vamps.” Colby divulged, smirking.

“Why is it poisonous?” I wondered.

“Who knows? Humans have used this for healing and for spiritual practices. Maybe that’s why it hurts us: because we’re dead.” He deadpanned.

I ignored his tone. “What happens if you ingest this?”

“Vampires can take a very small amount, but it weakens them. Anything over can cause a lot of harm. If it’s injected, it can cause memory loss in vampires. If it’s in a human’s blood stream and a vampire drinks it, it can kill them depending on how much. Most vamps don’t even know about this. The ones that do don’t want humans to know because then it will be in everything and we’ll be forced into exile.” He explained.

I gasped. “Wow… that’s crazy. I thought vamps were invincible.”

“We are for the most part. Just this little plant and stakes.” A soft smile came to his face. “I want you to have some. Take this.”

He grabbed a glass tube from the cabinet and passed it to me. “It’s a vile of it grounded up. I have my own that I use from time to time.”

“What, why?” I questioned.

“I – um… drink it.” Colby answered.

“How? Doesn’t it hurt?” I queried.

“Yeah, but it’s better that way.”

“What do you mean?”

“To stay alive, vampires only have to drink three times a week. Anything more is for pleasure. It's... very easy to fall into that bloodlust. I don't like to get to that point, so I drink this in a tea. It takes away the cravings because it hurts me.” He replied.

I chuckled. “I never heard of vamps not drinking from humans.”

“I haven’t for a long time. Since I met Sam, actually. I use blood bags now. But recently, I’ve had to drink a lot of tea.” He mentioned.

“Why?” I inquired.

“Because of you.” Colby blurted out.

I glanced at the vile. “Oh.”

“I’m used to being around humans, living and working with Sam and Jake have helped. But you… your blood… is unlike anything I’ve smelled before. It’s why I’ve been an ass to you.” He admitted, playing with the rings on his fingers.

I giggled. “I make you moody?”

He bit his lip, hiding a smile. “You can say that.”

A pause fell over us again, this time no awkwardness appeared.

Colby looked at his phone and then back up at me. “I’m gonna head out soon to look for Cyrus again.”

I hummed. “Alright. Where’s Sam and Jake?”

He revealed. “They’re doing some business with Mike, but they’ll be back later.”

I nodded, grabbing the water bottle from the counter and slowly starting to head back to Sam’s room.

“Oh, before I go, I want to give you one more thing.”

Colby reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver chain bracelet. A circle pendant rested in the center, a deep black color.

“This bracelet is a caller bracelet. It has a GPS tracker in it and a panic button. If you click the pendant, it will notify all of us that you are in danger. We’ll be able to find you in a matter of moments. In case anything were to happen...” He explained.

“Wow. Who made it?” I questioned.

“Sam did, but I had the idea for it.” He laughed. “Here, let me put it on you.”

Colby unclasped the bracelet, wrapping it lightly around my wrist. His fingers brushed my skin as he closed it, sending shivers up my arm.

I turned my wrist over to look at the bracelet, smiling at it. “Thank you.”

Two little dimples came to his face as he finally fully smiled.

“You’re welcome.”

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