'I will fucking murder each and every one of you. There will be nothing left of you! I will disinter....AAAAA GHGHGH'
'AAGGHHH'
Who is screaming? Shut uppp!
My head is pounding like I'm having the worst hangover of all time!! Why can't I move?!
'AGHH I WILL SHMGKF agh'
Adrian? Is that him?
I force my eyes to open as much as I can. Well, it doesn't matter cuz the glimpse of what I saw made wide awake. Everything came rushing back to me. Adrian, a vampire? The arrow. Shit. then I heard that slap again. Someone was driving something into Adrian's back and my chest hurt so bad suddenly.
Why are they beating him? Who are they?
"No" I wanted to scream but nothing came out!
I was gagged... I hadn't even realized. My hands were bound together, my legs were fastened to two sticks. He was restrained too. His shirt seemed to have a lot of holes. And then three people were around him. Two at the sides and one at his back. They started stabbing something into his body continuously and a deafening sound was heard.... out of my mouth.
I thrashed around screaming even though it was all muffled.
'Let her go, she has nothing to do with this' I heard Adrian say.
What the fuck?!
That pink dress lady!!!
She had said something.
What had that lady said? Fuck! Try to remember Taisa.
Channel your power. Remember your past. You need to save him... For yourself.
My power. I want him to be free. I want him to be free. I want him
Clink!
I heard the sound before I apprehended what happened. His hands were free.
I could feel it in the air, the power shift. His head whipped to my side in shock but he soon got over it and started fighting all those people. Biting into their necks and sucking the blood out. He was fighting against 6 of them at the same time. They had silver-coloured rods that they were banging his head with. But he somehow managed to disregard all that. He was kicking and punching them. It's a wonder how they can manage to see his actions.
They were losing. But he was looking extremely sick. with every kill
Adrian was turning paler and paler. But he was still winning.
At least until one of them stood next to me and threatened to kill me unless he stopped.
Our eyes locked and somehow I knew exactly what he was going to do.
'Go ahead'
Panic gripped me the way you hold on to the best things in your life.
This could be my end... all the times I could have kissed Adrian. I'll never get the chance to
The man beside me was in utter hysteria and couldn't believe his ears. In that second's hesitation, Adrian was by my side draining that person.
But by now, he looked almost dead... there were still a lot of men coming in and I couldn't let him die.
Make them go away. Please just make them go away. Away. Away from Adrian.
In a matter of moments, all the men fell paralysed and my hands were undone along with my legs. I didn't have much time to ponder on the mechanics of how everything happened. Adrian was sinking to the ground. His face was bloody and he was looking away from me. His hair had some blood residue probably from when they hit him on the head. His hands and shirt were soaking red. His mouth was completely covered with red, his nose and chin too.
At that moment he terrified me. Both, fear for him and of him.
His handsome face reminded me of a murderer.
'Just go... get away' he squawked.
I couldn't.
'What's happening to you?' I rushed to him laying him on my lap hugging his face. I felt so worn out like the very life was drained out of me.
The blood, the dead bodies, the gore... None of it mattered. Only him.
'Their... Their blood is poison' his eyes were getting droopy.
'Tell me how to help?!'
'No, I am so..rry'
'Tell me' I brush his hair away from his eyes. I may seem calm from the outside but from within I'm panicking.
What if I can't ever kiss him again?
So I do that. I brush my lips with his. And whisper ask him.
'Please' I didn't have to say more. He knew. He always knows.
I feel him melt in my embrace.
'Blo...od' oh my... Oh
I'm so dense. I give him my throat to sink his canines into. He looks unwilling at first like he was fighting an inner battle. So I push my neck a little closer to his face.
I see something In his eyes then that I have never seen - desperation. I just don't know what for?
Control? Blood? Life?
His violet eyes turn dark. Marking that moment's end. It's like something animalistic takes over him. Yes! Worse than the violence that I saw earlier.
Because then it wasn't directed to me
His fangs dig into my skin like the worst kind of heat and I scream out loud because of the pain. It's too much. Like a pencil being forced into your neck. I struggle to get out of his hold and at the same time force my mind to calm down. I can't let him die!
The last thing I remember was his panicked face, healthy and full of colour.
If the last thing I see before death is the divine violet of his eyes then I accept defeat, death.