Where and when did I learn to lie like that? I quickly dismissed the thought, not letting it settle for a second just in case this Vampire tried to read me.
"Ptff. Pitiful little creature," he spat and stared at me disdainfully. My fists tightened beside me, and my jaw clenched, but I was quick enough to make sure that my anger wouldn't display on my face. I looked down instead and bit on my lip softly.
"We should just kill her. She doesn't seem to be of any use. She's an intruder; she doesn't have any master, and I don't trust her. She could be a spy, or else why would her bosom 'friend,' who she claims to care about so much, just run off and abandon her just like a coward? I'm pretty sure that they're spies, and the guy was trying to escape after figuring out that we'd caught them," one of the other two vampires behind him accused me, and it took me all my self-control not to glare at him.
I should really control my anger while here. I'm completely powerless, and one single mistake, the smallest slip-up, could get me killed.
The leader's expression remained blank as if thinking about what the other vampire had said, and I instantly saw my chance to somehow get out of this.
He was still holding on to me, but his grip was light, and it would be very easy to slip out and take off. But it's obvious that doing that would simply be making a death wish, as it would just prove that I was guilty, and they'd easily capture and kill me. I took the other alternative instead.
I sashayed out of his grip and quickly lunged at his leg and held on to it tight. I broke into tears again. "Please, sir, please don't kill me. I'm so sorry for coming here, but it really wasn't my fault, I promise.
Please don't kill me. If you spare my life, I promise that I'll do anything you ask, anything at all.