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Chapter 2: Don't! Run. Lynnette

"Lynnette."

"Unique name," he contemplated. "Are you scared," he asked and I nodded. How could I not be scared, but now…? I stare at his beauty. "Come," he called "Lynnette." I got up and then the women grabbed my foot.

"No," she said weakly. "Don't go to him." She spat out blood. "Run." Run? I was still shocked to see she was still alive. I looked back at the beautiful man and then I looked at the Jamaican guy and I noticed something, he had no blood, he was, he was… a rock. Even in death this guy looked beautiful, like, like… Jhoam! I staggered back.

"Why are you so mesmerizing?" I asked him. "But why do I feel to stay away from you and why do I also want to join you?" I ask, but in the end it was a shout why did I put so much emotion on him. Why?

"Which one would you like?" he asked. I don't know this man, I thought. I have to stay away. I back away slowly.

"So," he says "You run away, you take the advice from someone that bit you?" I look at the women; I grab her and haul her into the Jeep. She just stares back at the man with hate; I look at her cloths all torn. I look at him and think did he rape her, in that instant I didn't see any beauty on him, he was a monster, but why was he letting us go that easily was he satisfied! Monster! I drove us to my hotel I sneaked in without any one seeing her blood as I covered her with a black jacket. I put her on the bed and I worked on cleaning her wound, taking off the arrow was hard for her she almost screamed out loud, but she kept it in.

The next morning I woke up from a pain in my shoulder. I checked on the woman's wounds and they were all healed she felt my touch and woke up pinning me to the ground; she growled her eyes turned like a jaguar and her fangs grew. When she noticed it was me she stopped, she touched my wound.

"It hasn't spread." She said calming down. She sighted. "I'm sorry," she apologized.

"What are you? A jaguar?" I ask

"You could say that," she murmured and looked up at the ceiling. There was silence.

"You bit me? What did you mean by "It hasn't spread?" Did you mean I'm becoming like you?" I ask her

"You're a good guesser or maybe you're just smart." She comments, she then touches her stomach. "I'm pregnant." She says, sure of it, but she growls. "I'm going to hate my own child." She starts to cry.

"So, he did rape you?" I asked. She turned to me and I noticed this was a woman who was already dead, I hadn't saved her.

"I'm going to die soon," she tells me. Looking me in the eyes. There was so much pain. She got up all of a sudden. "I'm sorry to what I've done to you but for the last days I'm going to warn you of what I've done to you, that information you need. At least I should give you that." She said giving me an expression of life.