Between Two Worlds
By Vipergal140
*This story is dedicated to BennyWenny (oooo…) Shut up! (So u r trying to ask for his forgiveness eh?) What *looking innocent*? (Oh come on stop lying to yourself!) Shut up you…*whispers* not now you idiot!!!(Now?) NO! (Now?) Shut up!!! (…) At last!! (No I'm not through with you yet!) ARRRRGGGGGHHHH!!! (NE ways…here it is…*fights with herself*)
"Hello! Earth to Tia! Anyone there?" yelled an annoyed Nathaniel.
"Who? What where?" I said startled. The man approached my desk with a strong grace that made girls eyes look instantly.
His emerald eyes pierced into my gentle hazel eyes. "Don't give me that 'I'm innocent' look! Damn it you're my hit-woman!"
I gave a meek smile and hid the urge to scream. "Is there anything you want, boss?"
He sighed. "First of all, why are you so depressed?" he saw me give him a look and added, "I know something's wrong, Tia…"
"Nothing's wrong, Nathaniel," I said shaking my head slightly.
"Fine by me," he said dropping it. "I think you can have the day off. Maybe get your head cleared from that last mission."
I smiled, but inside I frowned. "Thanks, boss. I think I need it."
Nathaniel patted my back and left. Sighing I got up and walked away from my computer.
I seriously need to have a rest, I thought. Definitely need a rest.
Carefully I entered the elevator and headed down. My new black Jaguar waited there. In my dreams I always wanted a fast Ferrari or hell even a Lamborghini. Grinning at my wild thoughts I got out. Even with my highly paying dangerous life style I couldn't exactly afford one without people asking me questions.
"Good night Devil," said the computer. I smiled at Jake's face, but knew too well that he still didn't know about a certain vampire.
Why couldn't I forget him, I wondered. Tia girl, you need a full twenty-four hours of sleep and a bottle of aspirins by your side.
Heading back inside I slipped in an old CD of Evanescence. I had my CD player mode in shuffle.
The familiar music of 'My Immortal' floated through. The sad slow music easy got my mood into a frenzy of sadness.
"It is a full moon tonight," I found myself saying. With Raziel's nod, I continued. "I won't forget you, vampire."
The first line of tears made their way down my cheeks. Making no move to wipe them away, I gently turned the music down.
Independent huh? I mocked myself. Where's that strong 'I don't need a man in my life' girl?
Somewhere else…
"What are you doing now Raziel?" I thought aloud. "What the hell!"
A van skidded and blocked my path. Locals or anyone seldom traveled these routes these days. I backed my car as fast as I could.
What the hell? I thought. Nathaniel! What did you get me into this time?
Going over sixty miles per hour I made sharp turns on the curves. The van being a bit slower and careful was now out of my view.
"Lost them already?" I wondered aloud.
With my luck a roadblock was set up a few yards away. Skidding to a stop I thought about bashing through, until, that is, I realized the spikes waiting my wheels.
"Why me?" I thought.
I sharply turned my car back and headed head long towards the truck.
"So you wanna play chicken?" I hissed. "Lets play!"
The truck hurled towards me faster than I thought. I knew I was foolish to try this, but I had always ended up winning. Hopefully I'd win this time as well.
Silence fell as my Jaguar and the truck came within ten feet of each other and gaining distance.
The truck hurled away from me after coming nearly five feet away from me. I had kept my eyes shut and opening them again made me realize how much I loved being alive. Stupid, but alive!
I looked back for the last time as I saw the truck crashing into the rails nearly tipping over the cliff. I smiled. I am bad!
I resumed a steady pace of forty-five mph again. I had never heard my heart beat so fast. Well besides that night…I thought grinning.
"So, Angela knows I survived huh?" I thought impishly. "Well, I guess she'll have to do better than that to track me down."
I sped away and headed into a crowded city. Through the streets laid the homeless and the street gangs. Many were well prepared to run if any cops decided to pay them a visit.
"Damn!" I swore as I glanced at my watch. "It's nearly five in the morning! I've been working a full day of twenty hours most likely!"
Yawning I drove past the slums and into a lane where most rich snobs lived. Since last years 'Bomb Tia's House' incident, I had to live with Theresa and her 'stud' of a boyfriend. Seriously he needed to get a life.
Pressing the remote and scanning my eyes I entering the password at the metal gates, I went inside the manor. The stonewalls looked untouched for generations. The wonders a painter could do, I thought snickering as I parked my car in the garage where a black Ferrari and a silver Lamborghini greeted me, along with a motorbike belonging to that ridiculous integrate of a man and beast—
"Who's the integrate of a man and beast?" a voice floated down.
I turned to put on a fake smile for the tall dark featured man at the doorway. "Um, I don't know. Just another pain in the job, Mark."
Mark? I thought to myself. Wow, I actually didn't puke out his name this time…I am good.
I walked past him gently brushing his shoulders and grinning for having myself just done so.
"Theresa?" I called as I got to the main hall. "Where the hell are you?"
After complaining a bit to the tall red haired woman about what happened and getting a "Not again, Tia," as a response, I stalked upstairs to my room upset that she wouldn't pay any real attention.
Of course this place was a heaven of security systems and armed lasers on every door. And when we sleep we shut out every bit of door with metal interiors.
Bullet proof windows and a hell lot of booby traps here and there. Hidden cameras outside and a smart-ass computer…you'd feel safe.
I slipped inside the silk covers of the bed and curled up feeling colder than the room temperature. Suddenly I hoped someone had slept next to me, but the thought turned to a depression as the memory of Raziel came into mind.
"I'm obsessed," I taunted myself as I drifted off into blissful sleep.
"Tia?" a voice drifted down. "Tia? Wake up!"
Strong hands shook me awake. I looked into the worried face of Theresa.
"Your pals paid us a visit," she said frowning.
"Theresa—" I got up from the bed and pleaded with my eyes.
"No need. Grab some guns and let's party," she said and looked out the window. "Damn woman, what'd you do? There's like a whole army outside!"
"All of Angela's goons," I spat.
Theresa looked dumb struck. "Tia. Those aren't Angela's men."
