The parking was thankfully, empty. No one was out of course, because prom had just started only twenty minutes ago. Jasper and I made our way through the parking lot quietly without a sound. I kept my breathing even, but I knew she could still hear and smell us. Especially me.

I looked around the dark parking lot until I spotted a flash of red. I pulled Jasper along and hurried into the forest. We didn't have to walk far, because Victoria had brought us to a small opening in the woods. She smirked at us as we arrived.

"Well well well, if it isn't the cowboy and.......girl," she said snobbishly.

I snorted. "My names Clary. And if it isn't the little red haired bitch," I snip back. Jasper squeezes my hand lightly when Victoria glares at me.

"Careful," he mutters.

"I'm going to get you girl, if it's the last thing I do. You're going down."

"Liked to see you try Vicky Bitch," I snip.

She growls. "Just you wait. Oh, and by the way. You'r little girl and I, we're gonna have loads of fun." I gasp as she smirks sadistically. Then she's gone.

I huff. "Well, so much for trying to stop future events," I mutter, trying not to panic. Jasper sends my a weird look but doesn't say a thing.

Phone in my hand with a flick, I hurry through the woods. Jasper straight on my heels. I send a group text.

Emergency. Meet at casa ASAP. Ed, stay w/Bel

Jasper and I pile into his truck and we speed out of the parking lot and down the road. The others would only be minutes behind us.

I felt my worry rise through the roof. Victoria had Lilith? Is that what she meant? Or was going have her? For dinner?

I shudder.

Or maybe she's just trying to mess with me? Ya, that's it. She's just trying to get me riled up. I tried to convince myself of this, but it wasn't working. I'm surprised I haven't had a panic attack yet. If Victoria got her, I would be in deep shit.

I didn't wait for Jasper to stop and park when I flew -not literally- out of his truck and up the porch, through the doors. Up the stairs I went as I came to the living room. My worst nightmare had come true. I heard Jasper come up behind me.

Esme and Carlisle sat on the couch. Carlisle held Esme as she dry sobbed into his shoulder. They both looked up as we entered.

"I'm-I'm so sorry! W-we tried so hard!" Esme cried and sobbed harder into Carlisle's shoulder.

At that moment, is when I realized the window, more like glass wall, was broken and shards lay everywhere. The coffee table was turned, lamp smashed, other couch flipped, and magazines ripped over the floor.

I felt my knees wobble and I started to fall but Jasper caught me before I collapsed. The others came in two minutes later and gasped at the scene in front of them. Murmurs went around.

Lilith had been kidnapped. And only Jasper, me, and maybe Carlisle and Esme knew. Victoria had probably sent her henchmen to grab Lil.

The question was, where was she now?

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Merry Christmas!