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the chosen daughter // colby brock - chapter twenty-five

A/N: look at me not taking eight years to finally update this lol i promise yall that i'm gonna get this story done soon. there's really only five more chapters left after this one, so yall better strap in for the ride haha lmk what you think and thanks for all the love on this story over the years !!

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trigger warning: torture, mentions of vampire powers, cursing, angst, drinking, blood drinking

word count: 3728

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"I never knew there was a dungeon inside the Trapp Haus." I whispered, glancing around in the dark space.

Kevin shrugged, "Well, it wasn't exactly a selling point on the Zillow listing."

It had been two hours since the ordeal with Ronnie happened. Sam and Colby took her to their spot where they interrogated vamps - the basement of the Trapp Haus. Kevin had stayed with me the whole time, watching me as I cleaned up Vampiro. He scrubbed the security tapes, leaving no trace of this incident behind. When I asked him to show me where they took Ronnie, he was reluctant but eventually caved. I followed him through a side door at the club, one I never noticed before, that led down to a dark and damp basement. It had been a while since Sam and Colby had used it, but Kevin informed me that this was where all their interrogations took place.

I paced outside the iron cell door, waiting for Sam and Colby to come out. I heard Ronnie scream out suddenly, my heart dropping. I know she attacked me and easily could have killed me all this time, but she was my friend.

Emphasize on the was.

A moment later the boys came out, annoyed expressions on their faces. I gazed at both of them, trying to understand their glares. I glanced down at Colby's hands. They were bandaged up, blood having soaked through the gauze.

“Please tell me you didn't punch the living shit out of Ronnie.” I gasped.

"What? No... these were from earlier." I cocked my head to the side, his eyes catching mine for a moment. He stumbled over his words as he continued, "I was... training, before you called since I had the night off. And because I haven't eaten in a minute, they took a little while to heal."

Sam chimed in, looking at Kevin, “Can you go get him some blood, please? Our good cop, bad cop routine isn't exactly going as planned since someone's hangry.”

Colby scoffed, “Oh my apologies, Sam. The monster inside there almost killed my girlfriend and you and I'm supposed to pretend to be nice? Give me a fucking break.”

“Wait, she attacked you?” I turned to Sam, confused.

He shook his head. “Not tonight, no. But she-”

“She was the one from last night?” I finished, suddenly realizing.

He nodded. “Yes.”

I gulped, “H-How?”

Sam grabbed Ronnie's bag from the floor, yanking it open and pulling out a wristband from the Trapp Haus and a small perfume bottle. "Orange wristbands are used on Thursday nights. Which is when I was attacked. On top of that, this perfume... it smells exactly like the person that attacked me."

"You got the nose of a bloodhound, huh?" I joked lightly.

He deadpanned playfully. "I guess so."

I informed, “I found out from Roger that she disappeared for two hours last night before closing. That would be enough time to come to the Trapp Haus and attack you. But why?”

“We still haven't gotten her to explain herself.” Colby grunted.

“She won't listen to us.” Sam explained.

I suggested, “Why don't I come in and-”

“No.” All three stated.

Colby added, “No humans.”

“What the fuck is Sam then?” I jeered, scrunching my face..

“A human that can defend himself.” Kevin replied.

“I can defend myself!” I argued, turning to Colby, “How the fuck do you think her face got so deformed? I used the Angelica flower, like you told me to.”

He sucked his teeth, annoyed, “You did good on that front, but she's already healed. Not as strong as she once was, but she could easily kill you if she gets loose.”

"Well don't let her get loose then." Sam and Colby narrowed their eyes at me. I sighed, "Please, just let me see her. Maybe she's not talking because she doesn't trust y'all."

Colby's jaw clenched. He paused, then spoke bitterly, “If she, for even a second, seems dangerous, you're out. Even if I gotta drag you out of there myself. Got it?”

"Yes Sir." I saluted, jokingly.

“You are testing his patience today, Jade.” Sam snickered.

I smirked, “Someone's got to keep him on his toes.”

I took a deep breath, entering the cell slowly as Colby pulled the heavy door open. Ronnie had her head down, her body slumped against the chair she was tied to. My heart ached at the sight, my chest heaving.

My footsteps were the only sound in the room, until Ronnie finally spoke. “You... really think it's wise to be in here, Jade?”

I shuddered at her voice: husky and angry. I swallowed, calming myself. "Well, did you think it was wise to attack the person with an army of vampires on his side?"

“As I've repeated to your boy toys for the past hour, I have no idea what any of you are talking about!” She exclaimed, her eyes red as they glared up at me.

“Right. And like tonight, you have no idea why you attacked Jade?” Colby asked, his voice dripping with anger.

Ronnie rolled her eyes, shaking against her binds. “I've told you repeatedly: I have no clue what is happening to me. I've never attacked anyone in my entire life!”

Sam huffed, “Well, my healed scars say otherwise. And the video footage of you clawing at Jade and trying to intimidate her paints a different story.”

Colby walked up to Ronnie, ignoring her scowl. “Let's see if she'll tell the truth with a little persuasion.” He slid leather gloves on, reaching over to a tray nearby and picking up a single stem of Angelica flower.

Ronnie struggled in her seat, begging and pleading with me. "Please, Jade. I don't know what happened. I don't know why I attacked you or Sam. We've been friends for years! You have to believe me!"

I turned my head away, fighting back tears. Ronnie screeched out a venomous cry as Colby dragged the flower across her skin, burning her instantly. She shook and rattled in her chair, cursing him out.

“Tell us why you did it!” Colby’s voice thundered, pressing the flower more into her skin.

“I don't know! Fuck, stop!!” She screamed out, her fangs snapping at Colby. She struggled in her seat, fighting against her ties. Banshee-like yells coming from her as her skin sizzled and burned.

“Enough Colby!” I shouted, my stomach churning.

He pulled back, looking at me. “If it's too much for you, leave, Jade. We’ve barely gotten started.”

Ronnie slumped over in her chair, her breathing erratic as she calmed down.

“Clearly torturing her isn't gonna work.” I stepped towards him, lowering my voice, “Let me talk to her... alone.”

“You've got to be kidding me, Jade. No.” He fumed.

I insisted, crossing my arms. “I've known her for a long a time-”

“And yet, you didn't know she was a vampire.” He responded sharply.

I inhaled, “Let me try to talk to her. Without torture. Please.”

His face twisted into a confused one, “I literally do this for a living. Do you honestly think talking to her like a normal person is gonna make her be honest with you?”

“Yes. She was normal before. I think…” I mumbled, “Rinaldi got to her. Or something. I don't know. But I have to ask for myself.”

He shook his head. “It's too risky.”

“Give me five minutes. That's all I ask,” I requested. “You are right on the other side of the door. And if she tries anything, you can do whatever you want to her. Use all the Angelica flower in the world if you so choose.”

“Tempting…” Colby swallowed hard, glaring down at Ronnie who stared at the floor. “Fine. Five minutes. Starting the moment I step outside.”

“Yes, Sir.” I murmured.

“Don't push it.” He whispered, a small smirk forming on his lips.

He took off the glove, dropping the flower back down onto the tray. Slowly, he and Sam left the room, giving me one last glance before shutting the door tightly.

“You have five minutes to explain to me what happened, Ronnie. After that, you're theirs. So answer my questions and I'll make sure they're nice to you after this.” I commanded.

She croaked fiercely. “And if I don't?”

“They torture you. Kill you. Probably both. And that's not an exaggeration.” I explained, already annoyed.

“I thought your boyfriend was a bouncer. Not a... torturer.” She remarked, glaring at me.

“Well, he's a lot of things. And so is Sam, and the rest of the people that work here. So if you try anything on me now or later, it's your funeral.” I cautioned.

Ronnie took a moment, snorting out a bitter laugh. “Ask away.”

I kept my distance, taking all of her in before I spoke. “Why did you never tell me you were a vampire? We've been friends for years. Why did you hide that from me?”

Ronnie bit her lip, her eyes remaining on the floor. She exhaled deeply, then began. “I was born in 1982. And life was never... easy for me. When I was a kid, I was an ugly little thing. I'm talking zits, braces, the whole nine. Anything and everything kids deem as unattractive, I had going on. And since it was the 90s, things were a lot different back then. Tougher, I would say. Meaner.”

I stepped back, surprised by her answer. She didn’t look much older than me. She must have been turned in her late teens, early twenties.

“I never had a real friend. Anyone I became friends with usually ended up not sticking around or only befriending me as a joke,” she rolled her eyes at the memory. “Around my junior year of high school, I finally started growing into my looks. And I was starting to get attention from boys, which only made the girls in my school hate me more. But nothing ever really panned out. So... I was still very much alone.”

Ronnie took a moment, her face dropping. Her eyes cold. “New Years Eve, the new millennia.... I tried taking my life.”

My body froze. Ronnie's eyes welled up, tears slowly sliding down her cheeks. Her stare remained distance, almost like she was lost in her thoughts.

“A vampire found me, I guess because of the blood, and he changed me. I never saw him again after that. So I was, yet again, alone and confused.” She cleared her throat, sniffling. “It took a while for me to figure out what I was gonna do, but then I realized just how fun this new power of mine was.”

I answered. “The power to make people your friends.”

“Ironic, isn't it? It was nice, in the beginning. College was super easy because of it. I passed all of my classes without having to really put in any work, because everyone did my work for me. And the professors just loved me. Then I got out into the real world and thought, why get a good job that pays well when I can just work in bars and get tipped like crazy? So, I did just that.” Her voice wavered, going from a lighter tone to a somber one instantly. “I spent over ten years working in random bars, making friends and a lot of money. But when vampires became a publicly known thing, I knew I had to chill out on my abilities. Not only that, but I realized... I was still alone. I never made any actual friends. Just people that were under my influence. I woke up one day and noticed that no one actually cared for me, or knew me for who I really was. I didn’t even know who I was, either.”

She laughed for a second, shaking her head. “Then I got a job at Vampiro. And I met you. And I finally chalked up the courage to try out making friends naturally. So… I never tried my powers on you."

“Until tonight.” I commented.

Ronnie pursed her lips. “Until tonight. Guess it's good they don't work on you, then. Why exactly is that?”

“It's a long story. One that I don't even really have the answer to.” I admitted.

“Is it all vampires, or just me?” She questioned.

“All.” I changed the subject back to her, “Why did you attack Sam?”

Her eyes widened in fear, “I'll be honest with you, I have no idea. I swear to you, Jade. I don't know what's happening to me. I don't even know why I attacked you tonight, in truth. It's like I haven't had control of my body in a while. Things are so foggy anymore, it's like I'm blacking out and waking up more confused. Ever since that guy came into the bar, my mind has been all scrambled.”

My blood ran cold, “What guy?”

“The one I weirdly said you should date instead of Colby.” She mumbled to herself, “Why the hell did I say that?”

“...Max.” I blinked.

“Yeah, him. The moment he came to the bar, everything has been weird for me. I'm genuinely scared of what I might do because I can't stop myself.” She squeaked.

“What happened tonight? Do you remember?” I queried, stepping closer.

“I remember you coming in. And us making drinks. But then things go blurry there.” She closed her eyes, “Then I remember coming to after the bar closed. And the last thing I remember is my phone ringing. And then I woke up here, being tortured by Sam and Colby.”

“What about the other night? When you left work for two hours? That's when you came here and attacked Sam.” I informed her.

“I don't know why I left work. Yesterday was a huge blur for me too.” Her eyes welled up again, staring up at me, “What the hell is happening to me, Jade?”

A loud bang interrupted us, signaling it had been five minutes. I looked over my shoulder, and then back to Ronnie. “I don't know either. I'm gonna go talk to the guys, and I'm gonna try to persuade them to let you go. But you have to promise me to get out of town for a while. Until it's safe to come back. Until you're not... blacking out.”

She nodded repeatedly. “I promise. I know I probably ruined all of this. The one real friendship I ever had, I still screwed it up.”

“You can fix it, you know. You're lucky I'm a very forgiving person,” I half-heartedly smiled. “You just... need to keep your distance for a while. Call out of work. Take a vacation.”

“I'll do that. Thank you, Jade. I mean it.” She choked.

I turned around, walking to the door. “Don't thank me yet. Hopefully the boys were listening to all of this.”

I knocked on the door twice, Colby yanking it open instantly. “We were.”

I turned to Ronnie, giving her one last glance, and Colby closed the cell door behind me.

Kevin cut us all off before we could speak. “Let's go upstairs and talk about this.”

We trudged up the stairs to the club. He began pouring us drinks as we sat at the bar. We all remained quiet for a moment, taking in everything that had just transpired. “So... let's discuss.”

Colby started, turning to me. “Do you honestly believe her?”

I took a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, I do. Think of it this way, would it be easier to assume she's just a bad person who intentionally tried to harm me and Sam? Sure. But that would be a very weird and long con for her to pull. She's known me for years. The sudden change doesn't make sense. Unless…”

Sam finished my thought. “She's right about Max.”

“That part is the only thing that doesn't make sense to me. I know what his powers are. We've seen them in action. We've experienced them. He can't control people like that. Plus, how would he know about Kat?” I argued, sipping my drink.

“He's an Elder. We don't truly know what they are capable of.” Colby replied, glaring down at the bar.

“But their powers only extend so far. I don't think he would be able to control her when she's not asleep. His powers are dream manipulation.” I stated plainly.

“Maybe he manipulated her in her dreams to do this, and that's why everything is foggy for her in the real world. Because she thought it was all a dream.” Colby speculated.

“I guess that's possible…” I paused but then shook my head. “But the aura. Hers is yellow. But it had a different lining around it. Like a red one. And I've only seen that when someone's being controlled. Mike had the same one when he was attacking me.”

“And you don't think it's his?” Sam questioned.

“No. I don't. I think it's Rinaldi. I know it’s Rinaldi’s.” I insisted.

“He left LA two months ago at this point. How is he controlling everyone?” Kevin hummed, “Unless, of course, he's using his brother to do it.”

My eyes widened, “Could he do that?”

“He's an Elder. Technically he could at least attempt to manipulate his brother. Who could then manipulate everyone else.” Kevin mentioned.

Sam huffed, “Jesus... pour me another shot, Kevin.”

Colby got up, leaving the bar abruptly and going upstairs to the apartment. I caught Kevin and Sam's eyes, all of us confused and worried.

I mumbled, “I'm gonna go talk to him.”

I followed Colby, entering the apartment and glancing around for him. He stood in the kitchen, drinking blood from a blood bag.

He cleared his throat, glancing at me for a moment. “Sorry, Jade. I just... could feel myself getting annoyed as the minutes ticked on, and figured I needed to drink.”

“What's wrong, Colby?” I asked, walking over to him.

He bit his lip, locking eyes with me. “Why can't you believe Max is the one behind this? Do you honestly think he isn't capable enough to do this?”

“It's not that I think he's incapable. I just don't think it's him. All signs, to me, point to Rinaldi.” I answered, crossing my arms and leaning against the counter.

He disagreed, trashing the blood bag. “Kevin said it himself, Rinaldi has been gone for months. Max is the one that's been staying in town. It makes logical sense that it's him.”

“Sure, I guess,” I relented. “But... his powers.”

“He's powerful as hell, Jade," he snapped. "We don't even truly know the extent of what Elders are capable of doing. It's possible both of them are able to manipulate, Rinaldi is just better at it since it's his main power.”

I sighed, “Look, I've seen his aura before. He used it on you and me. And everyone at the club. It's red. And that's what was on the outside of Ronnie's and Mike's. That's why I think it's him.”

“Both of them have said it was Max that told them what to do. That he is the one that caused them to attack you, now twice, and Sam. I just... don't get why you can't accept that.” Colby pursed his lips, shaking his head.

“It feels like too easy of an answer. And everything I know points to Rinaldi,” I explained. “But look, I can see how it could also be Max. Maybe the both of them are working together to do all of this. I don't know.”

He glanced away from my gaze, his voice low. “It just feels like you have a soft spot for Max.”

My anger rose in my chest. I tried my best to remain calm. “I absolutely do not have a soft spot for him. I hate him just as much as you do. I just feel like it’s not him.”

He grabbed my hands gently, “I'm sorry I shouldn’t have said that. I'm just... scared.”

My heart ached at the sound of his voice. “Colby…”

His shoulders slumped as he gazed down at the floor, “I feel like every time I turn my back to you, something comes for you. And it scares me shitless that I can't protect you all the time.”

I cupped his face softly, his eyes locking with mine. “Colby, you protect me plenty, and you don't need to be scared for me. We both can't live in fear of something coming for me. We are gonna figure this out, I can feel it.”

“I hope you're right, Jade. Because I seriously can't imagine losing you. You're my life now. You know that, right?” He rested his forehead against mine, whispering tenderly.

“And you're mine. I love you.” I breathed.

He smiled softly, connecting his lips to my forehead for a moment. “Just promise me you won't do anything rash now after what Ronnie told you.”

I nodded, not really answering him. "Are you gonna let her go?"

“Yeah. She gave us the info we wanted, even if it was by unorthodox means,” he smirked. “But you were right to tell her to leave town. We'll be on the lookout for her if she doesn't.”

“She's smart, plus she seems genuinely upset by her blackouts. I'm sure she'll get out of here ASAP.” I affirmed.

He pulled me close suddenly, giving me a tight hug. “I swear if one more person tries attacking you, I'm blowing up the Earth.”

I rubbed his back, laughing lightly. “Well that seems counterintuitive. I'll die then.”

Colby pulled back, holding me still. “No, I'm taking you to Mars. Or some other planet.”

“Oh good, that sounds nice. Maybe then we can finally have a real vacation.” I joked, biting my lip.

“I'm gonna make that up to you,” he swore. “I had plans, you know.”

“Oh really, what were we gonna do?” I asked sweetly.

“Stay inside, eat to our hearts’ content, make love as much as you'd like. The works.” He grinned cheekily.

“Hmm... maybe we can still do one of those?” I batted my eyelashes, gazing up at him playfully.

His eyes darkened. “Which one?”

My lips danced across his for a moment. Then I smiled. “...Eat. I am quite hungry.”

"So am I." He picked me up, a laugh erupting from my chest, as he carried me into his bedroom, slamming the door.

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