ALL THE TURNS IN LIFE ( vampyre story) # 22

The day was boring mostly just setting around and sleeping most of the day. I was mostly trying to take it easy; I was now laying in bed looking over at the clock to see the number 12:46 am written in lights making me sigh and close my eyes wanting to sleep like the rock beside me.

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I was starting to drift off when a loud noise sounded from some where in the room. Making my eyes fly open looking around to see it didn’t come from in side the bedroom.

" Mark, wake up theirs something going on" starting to shack hem.

" Like what" He screeched opening his eyes and setting up.

" I don’t know but cant you go check" giving hem a puppy dog look.

" Fine but I didn’t hear anything" throwing the covers at me and getting out of bed.

Voices sounded from down stairs along with howls. Mark ran out the door not telling me to stay in the room. I ran after hem hearing more screams as I went along. I followed hem tell we got down stairs and the sound of a door braking made me jump. More howls came from the room making me run fast to be on Marks side. He turned the corner before being thrown in to a wall. Jumping back to see werewolves running out of that room I was thrown in. I screamed, seeing one big dog running at me with hunger in his eyes. Marks head turned to the sound of my scream.

" RUN JESS RUN" he screamed making me take a fast glance at hem before turning and running back the way I came. I could hear hem yelling at the beast trying to get it after hem only it wasn’t working. I could hear its feet hitting the floor making me freak even more. It jumped at me knocking me in to the stairs. Rolling over I climbed up two before getting my footing and running up the rest. Feeling it not fare behind. Since each time it jumped it make the stairs shack. I screeched turning a corner and running to the bedroom slamming the door and locking it behind me. The beast started to ram the door; making me shack. Glancing around I ran to his dresser hoping he had something to kill the thing, or to hurt it. To fine a gun next to a pare of boxers. Shots out stands I though before looking at it to see it loaded. I took the safety off ready for the thing to knock the door down. Marks voice screamed on the other side making me even worry about hem. I could hear Deans and Evens along with hem. Making me only worry about how long that door would hold.

I starred in horror when the door was being torn to shreds right in front of me. Once his paw came though I screamed raising the gun in front of me and pointing it at the door. The gun kicked once I shot it make me fall on my ass and starting at the door to see the paw was gone and the thing crying in pain. Smirking I got up, then it downed at me Marks voice wasn’t sounding anymore. Worry washed over me making me run to the door. A Deans and Evens voice was all I heard.

" Go check if Jess is ok!" Even yelled.

Moving my hand to the handle and turning it before shoving on the door just to open it. I looked around to see Mark knocked out on the floor and Dean standing before me.

" Is it gone?" I asked walking slowly over to Marks body.

" Yes its back where it should be" Dean answered looking at me.

" Don’t worry about me what about Mark?" heading over closet knelling down by his side.

" He’s ok just knocked out that’s all" putting a hand on my shoulder. " Are you sure your ok?" looking down at me.

" Yea im fine" lifting Marks head up and setting it in my lap.

" Ok good, that takes the weight off my shoulders" He said smiling alittle." Well lets take hem in your guys is room" bending down and picking hem up. I followed watching very closely. He carried hem into the room-laying hem down on the couch.

" Ill get the doctor" Even said once he walked in the room with blood on his face.

Still holding the gun in my hand, forgetting I had a hold of it in a dead mans grip.

" Jess you know you can let go of that thing?" pointing to the gun in my hand.

" Oh" giving it to Dean with alittle regretted for doing so. Walking over to Mark and binding down.

" Mark wake up" I whispered in his right ear along with kissing his cheek.

His eyes flu open along with fear shooting throw hem. " Jess" he said setting up fast and looking down at me. " Are you ok?" looking around to see Dean standing there with his gun in his hand.

" Im fine I found your gun," pointing to it in Deans hand.

" You should have stayed here" pulling me up and setting me on his lap. Before looking to the once was wooden door.

" Well you know me," smiling alittle.

" Yes you’re are a hard headed pain in the ass." Glaring down at me.

" What I saved your life," glaring back.

" Dean if you don’t mind I would like to have a talk with her alone" He said glaring down at me.

" Ok but don’t be to mean" Dean said before walking out of the room.

" Now you should have keeped your ass here, you could have lost are child, that is if it wasn’t lost all ready" Mark growled making me lower my head in shame.

" But I didn’t" looking up at hem.

A knock sounded on the wall making us stop fighting.

" Come in" I called remembering Even went after the doctor.

Even walked in along with the doctor. " it looks like your both are ok to me" the doctor said looking to Even.

" Yes but theirs something that’s really bugging me……." Mark said looking down at me.

" It’s if your still pregnant with a live baby am I right? The doctor asked looking to Mark and walking over to me.

I looked to Mark then to the doctor knowing this had to happen some time. " Yes" noticing a smile moves across his face.

Even just looked at the doctor before walking out since the doctor did that the last time I guess. I don’t know.

" Well let me check" waving for me to come over and stand in front of hem. I did so watching his every move. He set his hand on my stomach closing his eyes. Looking over freaking out alittle to see mark walking over to me.

" What is he doing?" I asked freaking out more.

" You wouldn’t believe me if I told you?" He answered look watching me slowly.

" But why is he" Moving my hand pointing my finger at his hand that was at my stomach.

" You will see" was all he said.

Why isn’t anyone telling me anything? I mean im walking blind here cant he see that. Closing my eyes noticing a bright flash along with stomach pain running through my body. I screamed trying to back away but some thing was holding me there.

I opened my eyes noticing a smile on the doctor’s face. Mark was behind me holding me there, so that’s what’s holding me here I thought still starring at the doctor. His hand was still on my stomach only his eyes opened. He looked up at me then to Mark.

" SO…." Mark said walking over beside me.

The doctor just looked at me once more. " You have a gift Mis. Green one that saved your baby. Its alive I don’t know how but it’s still there. That’s why I say you have a gift." Smiling over at Mark.

Marks smile got bigger. So much bigger I could almost see every one of his teeth.

" Ill come back the day before your wedding which is next week if im right." He said garbing his bag and heading for the door.

I turned to Mark not knowing he was going to attack me. " Mark cant breath" I cried feeling his grip around me along with hem bouncing up and down.

" Were going to have a baby," He cried jumping up and down faster.

" Mark if you don’t stop I will barf all over you" seeing every thing bounce around me.

Mark stopped stepping back and looking me over. " You batter not think about it" smiling alittle.

" Then don’t bounce," I said looking over at hem" or I will and all I had yesterday was blood" Heading to the closet.

" Well then ill cook you something" Mark said following me in side.

" What can you cook Mark; I have never seen you cook anything since I met you!" garbing a shirt and some pants.

" Because you never asked," he said garbing a black sweater and pants.

" But if your food kills me or poison me ill will hunt you" smiling and punching his arm.

" It wont," he said starting to change.

" Are you sure?’ watching hem slip his shirt over his head.

" Fine ill eat what ever you cook" I growled pulling the shirt over my head and looking over at Mark.

" So what are you going to cook?" I asked walking out o the closet.

" Why would I tell you," he said smiling.

" Fine be that way im just the one that’s going to eat it" putting my hair up and following Mark out the door.

We headed down the stairs to see maids cleaning the wreck the werewolves made. And that when it came to me they where getting new were wolfs to put in that stupid room.

" Jess come on" Mark said pulling my arm.

I glanced over at hem then back at the door which was all over the floor before walking to the kitchen.

" Are you ok" Mark asked leading me to a chair.

" What yea," noticing that they where slaves.

I mean what the point of life other then to do what you wont and those things cant do that. That is why there so mad they want what we have.

" Aren’t you going to eat" Marks voice sounded in my head making me look at hem.

" Well yea I don’t know if I should trust your cooking" garbing a fork.

" Be that way then," he said taking the eggs away.

" Give that back" I cried looking at the spot where the plate was.

" Take that back" Mark said walking away with the eggs.

" Fine just give me the stupid eggs," holding my hand out.

" There not stupid" He said handing the plate over.

I looked up at hem before digging in.

" Do you want some blood with those eggs?" He asked holding me a glass.

" Aren’t you going to eat?" I asked hem pushing the big plate of eggs over to hem.

He only smiled garbing a fork and taking a bite. I laid my fork down after 4 bites. Noticing the world was going by fast. I laid my head down closing my eyes. At that Mark started to freak out saying my name over and over.

" Stop that your giving me a headache" I said hearing my heart bet in my head.

" Open your eyes" Mark ordered.

" No I will not," I said low so it wouldn’t hurt my ears.

" Yes you will" he growled.

" No im not theirs three of you if I did open my eyes" I stated still not opening them.

" Jessi just take a drink" Mark said.

" Hand me the fucking cup then" I growled.

And at that a feeling of something in a glass appeared in my hand. I bort it to my mouth noticing my hand wasn’t pounding. I opened my eyes to see Mark two inches away from my face.

" That doesn’t help" I growled pushing hem away playfully.

" At lest you can see right" he said garbing my arm and pulling me to hem. " What am I going to do with you," He said making me rest my head on his chest.

" You have to kill me," I said laughing about it.

" Nope, I wont you can suffer." He whispered in my ear.

" Mean" I growled.

" So are you going to eat the rest of what I cooked or will it make you even sicker?" he asked looking over at the eggs.

" I don’t know if I should even try for some reason the baby doesn’t like human food." Staring at the eggs.

" Well do you blame it!" he said smirking about it.

" But, I still like human food why do I get a stuck up bigot" I sighed.

But all I heard was laugher.