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Chapter One
Eva’s long golden hair whipped through the air as the new black convertible silently hummed down the road, driven by a slender teenage boy. Her dark blue eyes met his light green ones and they smiled and turned. “Would he really take me somewhere alone and not bite me?” She was still trying to get over the night three weeks ago when he told her the news. “Can a vampire control the thirst for human blood like mine?” She still pondered the question. Eva quickly glanced at Dorian and his dark brown hair thrashing about, but then kept her eyes to herself. There was no doubt in her mind that he loved her just as much as she loved him, which was more than the world. The worry of Dorian’s vampire instincts kicking in promptly left her thoughts.
The car buzzed across a short old bridge and slowed to a stop. The trees stood out in the night and the grass shone in the moonlight. It was lovely. Her hair slowly clung back to her head as before, and Dorian glided over to her door in the blink of an eye. How romantic, she thought. He opened in for her and held out a soft ivory hand. She smiled again and held on to it as she climbed out. His grin widened and he immediately scooped Eva up tenderly in his arms and left the opened door behind him. He carried her all the way under the wooden bridge and fell silent.
Eva felt absolutely drunk from his behavior. She slid down to the dirt below her, pulling Dorian down with her. He cradled her in his arms once more and rested his hands around her waist. She shivered as a small warm jet shot through her body.
“I’ll always love you, Eva. No matter what, remember that,” his low but soothing voice softly murmured in her ear. He faintly smiled, peering down at her fragile body.
“I’ll love you as long as I live,” she whispered back as she turned in his embrace to face him. “I love you, Dorian Kane.”
Then Eva’s lips invitingly parted, and she calmly moved closer to his rosy red ones. His parted too. She finally felt his stone cold skin and then his warm tongue raced in to find hers. They clung to each other for what seemed like forever, but then turned back. She noticed the expressions on his face. First he looked dreamy and overwhelmed by her, but then he sighed and frowned.
“I could never love you, yet I still do.” He tried to catch Eva’s eyes, but she jerked her head away. Eva was determined not to let him see her cry, especially not as much as she was about to.
“But,” her lower lip trembled, “…I do love you, Dorian. I just can’t leave you, even if it means risking my life every moment I’m around you.” Eva refused to let him drift out of her mist so easily. “I can’t let him go,” she realized. Dorian made her life complete. She really did love him, vampire or not.
“I understand, and that’s why I can’t hang out with you anymore…but it’s just a lot harder than you could ever imagine. It’s so…tempting to simply bite your neck and suck you dry when you smell so irresistible. It’s even harder when you’re so vulnerable.”
Now Eva was hurt, tears slowly forming in her eyes and then falling when she blinked. She felt his icy finger brush again her face to clear them, but it was useless. She fretted under her breath.
“So you never want to see me again?” She trembled even more as she asked him something she thought she would never have to ask him.
His head dropped, as if ashamed of himself and his race.
“I can’t risk exposing my family. We are the future to all vampires, Eva.” He steadied his voice ever so slightly. Eva didn’t want to give up, but when she lifted her head he was gone. She was left crying hopelessly under the dark gloomy bridge. After a few moments, she stood and regained her balance.
“If I can’t have you,” she wiped a drop from her face as she whispered to the night sky, “Then nobody can.” “There’s nothing wrong with me anyway,” she told herself. “I’m a decent seventeen year old, just like Dorian.”Eva ran off to the road, but dusty clouds from his car were distant now. She smeared the remaining flood from her cheeks and rushed off to her house a few minutes away. It didn’t take long before she was belting through the door and running to her bedroom, another waterfall appearing. Eva senselessly flung herself onto the velvet bed, burying her body deep under the covers. There she laid all night, open-eyed, tears pouring from her face. Nobody was home, so she had nobody to comfort her. She tried to raise her head from under the blankets, but she was too tired. Suddenly a warm black haze filled her consciousness and she fell deep asleep.
Hours ticked by while Eva lay in bed. She knew she had awoken when she felt the fresh winter-like air blowing on her from the window. She jumped up as she realized the freezing condition of her body. With a loud thud, she slammed the opened window shut. “I can’t stand the nerve of him,” she thought. A far off dinging released Eva from her thoughts. The eight bells made the time clear. She sighed and pulled a raspberry shirt over her head and an old pair of blue jeans up by her waist. Tumbling down the stairs and into the kitchen, Eva grabbed the milk carton and didn’t bother to get a glass as she gulped it down. “Wonder where mom is,” she questioned herself. “Oh well, I’m getting out of here,” she decided.
Eva slipped on her black shoes and hurried out of the house and into the driveway for her car. When she stepped outside, she saw something else parked there too. It wasn’t her car, it was the black convertible, but Dorian wasn’t the person inside. As the tall lean figure saw her standing at the screen door, he swiftly jumped out and walked over. Eva recognized him as Patrick Kane, Dorian’s older brother, as he approached her.
“Look, if you’re here because Dorian wanted to hurt me more, forget it,” Eva commanded as she shot him an unfriendly look. She couldn’t stand how Dorian had treated her and she wasn’t going to get it from his brother either.
“No, no, Eva. You’ve got it all wrong. I’m not here because he wants to insult you,” he looked taken aback, “Actually, it sounded like you’re hurting him more by your attitude. Dorian doesn’t show his emotions that great, but I could tell something was upsetting him.”
Eva held no pity and quickly asked, “Well then what do you want? I’ve got places to go and people to see.”
His eyes caught hers for a moment but then turned away. He looked annoyed by Eva’s comments but still kept his soft tone. “I have come to explain something to you,” he stared her down, “…and no, you don’t have anything to do or I would’ve heard about it from Dorian. That’s why you’re coming with me today. We’re going to go up to the mountains so I can teach you something important about vampires and why Dorian had to leave you.”
Eva twisted around to leave him there. “He’s not taking me anywhere. I want nothing to do with these people anymore,” she thought. Patrick seemed to know exactly what she was thinking and moved like a blur in front of the door, blocking her escape from him.
“You’re not going anywhere other than with me.” His eyes were now cold. “We can do this the easy way…” His eyes softened, but Eva wouldn’t take that as an option. Patrick was aware of her stubbornness. “…Or we can do this the hard, rough way…” he muttered as he lifted her off the ground and carelessly tossed her across his shoulder.
“Let me go!” she cried. There was no way he was letting go of her before he took her where he wanted her. Eva fretted once more.
Patrick smirked at her and threw her in the passenger seat. He quickly appeared on the other side of the car and jumped in. He locked the doors and turned to strap Eva in. She kicked and bit him, but he wouldn’t let her go. The car started up and they sped off towards the vigorous mountains. Eva fearfully glanced around, looking for a way out, but found none.
He was taking her to the mountains. He was going to teach her a lesson about himself. A lesson about vampires. Suddenly Eva felt unsafe.
Chapter Two
The car drove across the flat road and hummed up the steep narrow mountain pathway. Eva glanced at Patrick and immediately saw the determination and excitement in his eyes. She was scared.
“What exactly are you going to do to me anyway?” she cautiously asked him; aware of how he could easily hurt her. He turned slightly, looking stunned by her blindness.
“ ‘What exactly are you going to do to me?’ Oh come on Eva. Think. If you think Dorian left you because he didn’t like you or you think it is actually safe being around you, you’re sadly mistaken,” he strongly proclaimed. “Dorian puts his neck, or rather yet, your neck on the line every time he’s around you. It’s a huge deal and he didn’t believe he could stand it anymore. I honestly know that he made a good decision. Not the best, but a good one.” Patrick’s eyes shifted over to Eva but his head never moved. “I only wish that you could truly understand the danger you have put him and yourself in.” Eva glanced away and out the window, avoiding what he had said.
The convertible inched its way up a 45-degree slope and came to the end of the road. Patrick turned off the engine and unlocked the doors. He quickly trotted away, seeming to forget about Eva back in the car.
“Well come on then,” he hollered, not slowing down. “And be quiet.”
Eva jumped out of the car and ran over to Patrick, easily keeping up with his pace. “So what are we doing out here? I still don’t understand,” she whispered and gasped for air.
“And I still don’t understand why you don’t understand. Haven’t you ever wondered why Dorian doesn’t offer to take you out on dates when it’s kind of late sometimes?”
Eva thought for a moment, recalling a few times when he refused to take her out when it was nighttime. “Yeah…”
“That’s because we go hunting.” They stopped as they came to a clearing. He looked up at the sky, watching the clouds move.
“Hunting?” Eva was puzzled and confused again. “But why so often and so late? That’s just crazy.”
Patrick smirked and shook his head.
After a few seconds he replied, “Well after you’ve seen what I brought you here for, you should know.”
Eva squinted her eyes and curiously thought about what he meant. Patrick noticed her confusion, but waved his hand and ran off into the woods. “There’s absolutely no way I’m going to follow him,” she thought.
Apparently Patrick knew exactly what she was thinking and so he threw up his hand again and yelled to her, “Suit yourself. Just stay here and wait until I come back. It shouldn’t be long.” Eva glanced back at the still visible car, her mind bubbling with escape plans. “And don’t get any ideas,” he added.
So there Eva stood, staring into the forest patiently awaiting Patrick’s return. She began kicking rocks around when she heard the most awful sound in her entire life; a high-pitched screaming, except it didn’t sound like a human. Eva quickly protected her ears as the sound finally descended and was covered up by the rustling of leaves close by. It sounded like a fight. “Maybe I should go see if something’s wrong,” Eva wondered. She scanned the forest with her eyes and heard the crunching sound approach her, getting louder every second. She took a big step back and let out a yelp as Patrick stepped out from in front of her with a small bear half in his mouth, half thrown across his back. Eva also saw blood oozing out of his mouth and it covered his shirt were the bear was.
“What happened?!” Eva exclaimed, furiously. Patrick’s eyes darted up to hers and she saw a disturbing amount of hostility in them.
“Are you afraid of me now?” he stabbed at her in a rude manor, ignoring her question. He then flung the bear to the ground and knelt down.
Eva didn’t dare move. “Yes,” she thought. “No,” she lied. She had never heard Patrick without his soft, gentle voice.
Patrick just smirked again and let out a dark laugh. “Of course you’re scared. You’re terrified of me now.” He slowly leaned over and began to suck the blood from the helpless dead bear.
Eva stared at the ground, feeling the truth in his words but she wasn’t going down without a fight. “But Dorian would never hurt me.”
Patrick pulled back. “Oh yes he would Eva. We can’t really control our natural instincts. It’s even worse for Dorian because he’s so young.”
Eva eyed the dead bear, seeing every little cut on him but what stood out was the two bite marks on his neck. “That’s terrible,” she thought. “I want to go now,” she muttered and hurried into the passenger seat.
Patrick followed without question, leaving the bear behind for the birds. He quietly closed his door shut and turned to face her. Eva waited for him to say something but nothing happened. He frowned and started up the engine and silently drove back down the mountain.
“Do you understand what I’ve been trying to tell you now?” he muttered and didn’t even glance at her.
“I think so.”
“You know I really wished it could’ve worked out, but it’s just so hard. That bear could have easily been you…”
They both lifelessly stared at the road, forgetting everything else in the world. The ground flattened out and the car came to a complete stop in front of Eva’s house. Patrick tossed up his hand and Eva carefully stepped out of the car. She turned to wave back, but he was already speeding off to his house on the other side of town.
Eva tilted her head towards the sky and saw the darkness above her, only a few stars twinkling. Her head lowered and she found herself gazing down at her disappearing reflection in the grass. “Well…it looks like it’s just me and the shadows now.” She looked back up and walked in the house and into bed.
Chapter Three
“Eva, honey, are you in there? It’s just mom,” a small voice called from outside Eva’s bedroom door as a few stray rays of sunshine peeked in from under it.
“No.”
“Oh…well then come downstairs whenever. I was just going to go to town and I thought you should know.” Eva pulled her blanket over herself and thrust her head into a pillow.
“Ok, you win. I’ll come,” she stated, giving up to her mother’s innocence.
Her mom instantly perked up. “Thanks, I’ll be ready when you come down.”
Eva listened silently to the footsteps fading away. “I really don’t want to go anywhere right now,” she complained to herself. She heavily sighed and began searching her dresser for a pair of clean, decent-looking clothes to wear to town. After filing through many acceptable outfits, she came to something at the very bottom of the large drawer.
“Ah, yes. Something that matches my mood,” she muttered as she pulled out the dark clothes. She weakly smiled and then buttoned the black, short-sleeved shirt up close to her neck and zipped up a pair of gray capri pants. “Perfect.”
Flying down the stairs, Eva didn’t even look at the noiseless person patiently waiting for her.
“Let’s go then,” her mother, Lynda, softly spoke.
Eva nodded her head but still didn’t look away from her trance at the kitchen window.
Lynda stepped into the kitchen after her. “You seem upset, dear. Do you want to talk about it?”
“No!” Eva strongly answered, maybe a little too loudly than she had meant. They stood there for a few awkward moments until Lynda finally gave up and walked out the door, leaving Eva to quickly regret her rudeness towards her. They both stopped to feel the flowing breeze as soon as they were by the car.
“This is a lovely day, Eva.”
“Yeah…I’m sorry about hurting your feelings back there. There really wasn’t an excuse for it.” Eva climbed into the passenger seat, waiting. Lynda soundlessly followed into the old vehicle.
“It’s alright, hun.” But Eva saw the sadness in her eyes. “No big deal.” Eva decided that it was best to ignore her saddened eyes. For now. The engine started, startling Eva, and then they were headed for town only about ten minutes away.
The car jumped as they drove off the dirt road and onto the pavement, flinging Eva and her mother forward. Eva tried to think of something to say.
“So why weren’t you home a few nights ago?” she curiously questioned, honestly wondering where her mother had been.
Lynda glanced over to her and then back to the road, unwilling to answer.
Eva also realized that she wasn’t going to get an answer. “So I guess curiosity really did kill the cat…” Her mother’s sharp gaze made her bite her tongue. “Sorry.”
They slowed down as small townhouses started forming into buildings and then they knew they were in town. Lynda pulled over to the side of the road and turned the car’s rough buzzing sound off. She and Eva quietly got out and strode to the busy sidewalk.
Lynda’s calm, satisfied voice returned so Eva speculated that she was forgiven.
“You can go shopping or whatever, just be back here at lunchtime and we can go out somewhere. Does that sound ok?”
Eva was suddenly aware that she had left her purse and money back at home. “That’s fine, but I didn’t remember to bring money.” Lynda was handing her fifty dollars before she could ask.
“Just don’t forget to meet me back here for lunch,” she said. “And be careful. This city is big and therefore dangerous as well,” she added.
“Thanks. I’ll made sure I don’t spend it all though.” They both nodded and set off in different directions.
Eva scanned windows, hoping to find something attractive looking as she marched down the street. “Boring, boring, boring.” But then suddenly she stopped. “Oh my gosh,” she thought. “There he is…staring at me.” And she was absolutely right. Dorian was there, Dorian was staring at her. He was only roughly twenty meters away from her, staring into her eyes. Her head speedily dropped to the ground and she tried hard to just keep walking. “Just forget him…forget all about him and pretend like I’ve never heard or seen him before,” she thought. But it was all too hard. His beauty slowly and then more rapidly spread to her mind, and then she tilted her head up to see him once more. Dorian’s blue eyes darted away, embarrassed, acting as if he were paying attention to something else.
“How could I be so rude and try to forget you…” Eva whispered like a ghost. She was certain that he would hear her, even through the noisy herd of people scattered throughout the sidewalks. It was like everything else was silent and the rest of the world froze.
His head immediately shot back up to fix his eyes on her. He looked somewhat strange standing in the middle of the walkway intently staring at her, but he didn’t seem to be uncomfortable at all. She took a few steps ahead and he hesitated, leaning back on his heels.
“Why?” she thought. The immediate look of confusion on Eva’s face surely gave away what she was thinking.
He stepped forward and then the perfect, flawless vampire finally spoke.
“Trust me, it will be safer for both of us if we stay away from each other.” The words gracefully flew from his lips.
“I only feel safe when I’m with you,” Eva opposed.
Dorian sighed. Nobody spoke.
“I just can’t get too attached to you, Eva.” He pleaded, breaking the silence. “I really can’t.”
Eva wordlessly reached out and gently stroked his troubled, worried cheek. She looked helplessly into his eyes. Dorian lifted his hand and slowly interlocked it with the one softly brushing his face. It was warm, welcoming. Eva took another step forward and closed the distance between them.
“I know,” she murmured. And for once Eva was completely aware of the real dangers she could be putting herself into. She understood why Dorian was worried.
“I know,” she murmured once more.
Eva and Dorian both looked up, breaking out of their deep hypnosis as a car loudly pulled over beside them. They didn’t move until the window slid down and Patrick’s head hastily appeared. He didn’t even seem to care that he was interrupting them.
“Get in. Now,” he darkly commanded. He was anxious. “Hurry up!” he shouted.
Dorian didn’t ask what was wrong but instead he quickly slipped into the backseat, dragging Eva along with him.
“Where are we going? What’s wrong?” Eva instantly asked as Patrick automatically sped off and headed in the direction of the Kane’s house. Patrick would not answer. Eva gave up and let her eyes wonder out the window at the colorful blurs that were left behind them. And then he slowly said one chilling sentence.
“Apparently there are some new, reckless vampires in town.”
The Kane’s were always the only vampires around. Eva shot a panicked look to Dorian and he quickly stiffened in his seat.
“Is it very bad?” Dorian asked.
“Yes.”
Chapter Four
The car flew out of town, eventually passing Eva’s house, and then hurrying down the road. The houses became more and more spaced out as they swerved by turns until finally they slowed down. Eva’s body was practically thrown forward as Patrick stomped on the brakes. Everybody was out of the car and running into the house before Eva even had a chance to move. She couldn’t help but to sit back and look at the house for a moment.
“It’s…definitely not what I imagined it would be,” she muttered to nobody. The house was too normal. Her eyes wondered over the white siding and the light wooden door. “I love it.”
Eva quickly ran ahead into the Kane’s house just as the others had, still not sure what was happening. As she passed through the front door, the entire Kane family was grouped together in the living room filled with two white couches and a table in between. Only Dorian seemed to be aware of her arrival. He slowly walked over to her and turned to his family.
“This is Eva,” he proclaimed, facing them. “Nicole my younger sister, William my twin brother, and Patrick my older brother.” He made gestures towards them as he spoke so Eva knew where they were. She smiled politely at them all. “I didn’t know Dorian had a twin brother,” she though. Then Dorian walked over to his parents, holding hands with Eva and pulling her along. “And this is my mother, Abigail, and my father, Henry.” Eva reached out and shook their hands, surveying their faces, still stunned by their beauty. She heard William snicker.
“Well it’s a pleasure meeting you Eva,” Henry said, smiling down at her.
“It certainly is,” Abigail said back. Eva wasn’t sure if she was mad or not as she fixed her eyes on Dorian. “Please excuse me for a moment. I need to speak to Dorian in the kitchen for a minute.” Dorian peered at Eva’s face with a frown and then trudged away with his mother into the kitchen. Henry looked away, embarrassed.
“I should probably go with them. Sorry,” he muttered and then disappeared. Eva just stared after them.
“You can come over here and sit with us if you want.” Eva rotated on her heels to hear Nicole speaking to her. “I promise I won’t bite…too hard,” she added, grinning uncontrollably so that her sharp teeth gleamed.
Patrick leaned over and sneered at her. “Behave yourself,” he mouthed.
“Thanks.” Eva sat down beside William on the opposite couch of Nicole and Patrick. William quickly glanced at her and then went back to his original position, both feet flat on the floor with arms folding together across his stomach. His face appeared annoyed and his eyes were on the ground. “Yikes,” thought Eva.
“So how old are you guys?” Eva asked, hoping for her small talk not to die out.
Patrick spoke for everybody. “Nicole just celebrated her sixteenth birthday, William is seventeen, and I am eighteen.”
“Happy belated birthday,” Eva commented, smiling at her. She faintly returned the smile.
“This is not the time to be discussing birthdays,” William rudely protested.
Eva looked beside her to find an angry vampire staring at her. She hastily looked away but his glare never moved.
“Do you even know what happened?” he questioned, seeming disgusted by her.
Eva didn’t respond.
“I didn’t think so…” William jumped up and silently left the room.
“He’s just extra grouchy today. Don’t worry about it,” Nicole quickly piped in.
Apparently William heard this because he ran back into the room, yelling at Eva.
“Why do you have to come here?! You’re just a filthy, stupid human! You know nothing and you have absolutely no right to be in this house! All you humans are useless, no-good, wastes of time!” Eva was frightened and Patrick had gotten up to stand in front of William incase he got a little too out of hand. “…Nobody wants you here, so leave,” he added, curling his upper lip to reveal his murderous teeth. Eva’s eyes widened, terrified. William turned and left through the front door as Dorian and his parents entered the room again.
“What’s going on here?” Henry demanded. Dorian swiftly went to Eva and sat beside her, taking William’s place.
“Are you ok?” he asked softly.
Eva couldn’t move or speak.
“It’s ok. I’m here now,” he soothed.
“It was just…he was so…” Eva shook her head, not finding the right words to explain what had just happened. He had very rudely insulted her.
“…William…” Abigail faintly mumbled.
“Well in any circumstances, we still have a bigger problem,” declared Henry. “There are indeed new vampires in town.”
“And now they are unwelcome,” Patrick snarled.
Eva was confused. “Did they do something wrong? I mean, you can’t just banish them away if they’re completely innocent.”
Dorian’s head shot up, along with all the others in the room. “They are not innocent. The two of them feasted on your kind today.” Eva’s head also bolted up.
“They killed people?”
Dorian sighed and nodded his head.
Her voice was barely a peep. “How many?”
“Three,” he breathed. Nobody made a sound after that until Henry calmly walked out the front door, with everyone else following.
After they reached the garage, Nicole spoke again.
“William must be hunting for them already. I smell him. He’s been by the dead bodies because I can smell the scent on him.”
Patrick smiled. “Everybody split up then and search. I’d sure like to sink my teeth into them.”
Eva clutched Dorian’s arm, making it aware that she wasn’t going anywhere without him.
“Don’t worry. You’re with me,” he whispered. Henry and Patrick were already paired up, leaving Nicole and Abigail together.
“It’s settled then,” Nicole darkly affirmed as she and Abigail climbed into a dark blue car and sped off. Henry nodded and took off in a smaller red car with Patrick. Dorian turned to Eva before departing the house.
“I already called your mom and said you’d be late because you were with me, so don’t worry about that.”
“Thanks.”
Dorian bent over to gently kiss her forehead and then opened the car door of the black convertible for her. Eva smiled and got in as he clicked it shut again and walked in front of the car to get in too. They snapped their seatbelts on and he started the engine as Eva noiselessly examined the scenery outside the window. The clouds drifted carelessly across the sky. “How amazingly beautiful,” she thought. She sighed as she looked up at the slowly darkening heavens above her.
Chapter Five“So where are we going to go?” Eva wondered. Dorian didn’t seem to hear her, but she knew better. “Why do you just ignore me, Dorian? You know how annoying that is.”
Dorian didn’t respond. She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest, the anger bubbling within her veins.
Minutes flew by while they sat silently until Dorian slid his window down and slowed to a stop in the middle of the dirt road. He got out of the car and quickly strode over to the side of the road, sniffing in the air.
“What’s wrong? What are you doing?” she asked, hoping he would answer. The anger had dissolved and she was curious.
Dorian stared at her in disbelief. “I’m trying to smell either William, the dead humans, or the vampires.” He suddenly jerked his head to the left. “And I have succeeded.” Dorian sprinted to the car and zoomed off before he had even closed the door. “I should take you home,” he warned.
“But…” Eva complained, but he ignored her and spoke over.
“It’s too dangerous for you and I will not intentionally put your life at stake when I can easily keep you safe.” Eva huffed and glared out the windshield, thinking of something to say until, finally, she thought of it.
“But it’s dangerous sitting beside you right now.” She peered over at his face. “It’s dangerous being within a mile radius of you, yet you still let me.” He began to frown, knowing he was losing the battle. He threw his hand up to silence her.
“Okay. Just…don’t get upset if something goes wrong.” His frown grew sadder. Eva knew he didn’t put much of a fight up and, if he wanted to, he could still win. Eva decided to remain quiet for the rest of the ride.
They drove into the forest and wove through the dirt road. There were white and yellow honeysuckles growing on the side of the road and Eva wished so desperately that her life could be as simple as that. She reached for a curl from her hair and began twiddling it through her fingers. “This is peaceful.” Eva glanced up at the road. A dark shadow appeared in front of the vehicle and then everything happened too quickly.
Eva and Dorian both wrenched forward as they hit it and the car swerved out of control. Eva didn’t realize what was happening until ultimately the car stopped in the ditch. She rubbed her jaw where it had slammed into the dashboard and then pulled her hand back up to her eyes. It was stained red, but that’s not why she was terrified. She looked over at Dorian, who hadn’t moved yet.
“No!” she screamed. She unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over to lift his head off the steering wheel. Blood immediately oozed from his unconscious head and poured out onto her and the interior of the car around them. Eva wiped the tears from her eyes and leaned in closer to try to find his heartbeat.“Please don’t leave me,” she pleaded and then quieted so she could listen. At last, after what Eva could only describe as a century, she heard an unsteady pulse. She wiped another tear from her face as it streamed down her cheek. “Thank goodness,” she muttered as she cradled the injured vampire’s head in her arms.
Eva, as calmly as she could, placed Dorian’s body back on the seat and got out of the car. She walked over to where they had hit the dark figure in the road. “How could an animal cause something like this to happen?” she wondered. “It must have been huge.” As she approached the exact spot, there weren’t any animals there. She bent down closer to the ground and then saw the bloody puddles covering the road. She was confused. Her head flew up when a loud laugh came from beside the car. Eva shuttered as she faced him.
Eva was surprised in two ways at the stranger. Firstly, he didn’t have a single scratch on his body at all. Secondly, he was clearly a vampire. His inhuman characteristics were as spectacular as every other vampire she had seen. The outline of his lower jaw was prominent, his face seemed to sparkle in the moonlight, and he was very well built. He was wearing a white T-shirt that was slightly tight, showing off his muscular body. Eva’s eyes widened.
“Hello, human. My name is Ivan,” he said. His voice was low and dark. Eva only glared at him.
“I am so terribly sorry to have to do this to you,” he murmured. Then, slowly, things started coming together in Eva’s mind. She casually glanced at the front of the car.
“Don’t hurt that human head of yours thinking too hard,” he stated. “It’s really not that complicated to understand what I’m doing.” Then Eva saw what she had been searching for. The outline of an outstretched body was implanted into the front of the convertible.
“Why were you trying to stop the car?” she mumbled, still filled with terror. He had obviously stopped the car and carelessly tossed it to the side, sending it spinning into the ditch but she didn’t know why. “And whose blood is that?” She pointed to the bloody gravels as she spoke.
“You are one curious human.” He smiled. “Those three humans are lying dead in the woods behind you. I’m actually quite surprised that his family,” he looked at Dorian, “hasn’t arrived yet. I sent my accomplice, Sarah, off to confuse them and drive them in the opposite direction, but apparently your little vampire here wasn’t fooled.” Ivan spoke again before Eva could ask her second question again. “And that is the humans’ blood. That is what was wasted when me and Sarah were,” he grimaced, “…arguing on whose was whose.” He smiled, flashing his razor-sharp teeth at her. “And of course I won.”
Ivan took a few steps forward, closing more distance between them.
“You humans are so very interesting,” he hummed, taking another step forward. He reached out and ran his hand over her lips and chin elegantly.
“Go away,” Eva gritted through her clenched teeth.
Ivan never changed his expression as he stepped away and went over to Dorian’s living corpse. He bent over to smell the blood streaming from his head.
“Leave him alone,” Eva warned.
“He is definitely going to be unconscious for a while,” he uttered, staring at him still. His hungry eyes seemed to bore holes into Dorian’s skull. “But I promised that I would control myself.” He spoke so quietly that Eva wondered if he was speaking to her or not. “I really am sorry.” He scooped Dorian up and threw him across his back. “But I have orders.” And then Ivan ran like a thunderbolt into the forest with Dorian, leaving Eva speechless and confused.Comments
Please Login to post comments| On February 15th 2008 RalRasper Said : | |
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REally good keep going |
