Chapter three: The blame
A/n: Thank you for all the reviews posting will go back to normal now, sorry for the long wait it was my brother's birthday so preparations needed to be dealt with. Three a week hopefully, might be more or less chapters depending on school homework. Bye xx
Vlad held the arch of her back lowering her to the floor; panic flooded him not really knowing what to do.
"Erin," he said seriously while shaking her, her eyelids shot open. Erin's hands clutched her stomach as she whimpered in pain. She couldn't meet his eyes instead she focused on trying to remove the discomfort from her abdomen; Vlad noticed this gently prised her hands her stomach it wouldn't help.
"Vlad I'm sorry," Erin whispered trying not crack at the pain; Vlad nodded not really listening to what she was saying. He was too busy trying to work out what do; he squeezed Erin's hand to comfort her, pressing a kiss to her forehead he ran his figures through his hair.
"RENFIELD!" Vlad shouted, Erin continued to whimper in pain. Her eyes widened watering at the unbearable pain. She was scared, not just about what was happening but about what would happen when his family found out.
"NO VLAD!" Erin cried. He shook his head, she didn't get a say in this if she was going to refuse treatment.
"Erin look at me, your losing your baby you need help." He put emphasis on help as he knew Erin would refuse it.
"Vlad your baby," Erin said seriously, Vlad let go of her hand refusing to look into her eyes. He stretched out and stumbled back against the wall of her bedroom.
"What?" was all Vlad could manage. He shook his head refusing to believe it, no this couldn't be right, could it.
"It's yours..., do you remember when...," she was cut off by Renfield stumbling into the room, staring between the slayer and master Vlad he couldn't decipher what was wrong.
Vlad pushed himself from the wall but remained as far away as possible, he was hurt beyond belief. "It's Er...," he couldn't finish as Erin muffled a cry from the corner of her room.
Erin was trying to sit up, grasping her stomach she panted trying to get the sensation out of her system. Blood was swamping the floor; Renfield glanced at the blood before quizzing the counts son.
"Is Mistress Erin okay?" Renfield inquired.
"Does it look like it?" Vlad said losing his temper at Renfields choice of words; Erin gave Vlad a scolding look.
"Vlad stop acting childish please, we can discuss this later!" she pleaded while her face contorted in pain. Vlad nodded he mentally kicked himself for being so childish. Pushing off the wall he skidded over o Erin.
"I'm sorry," he began to apologise, he felt so stupid. Erin cupped his face,
"It's not your fault it's mostly mine," She said tracing the tear tracks with her thumb while her own tears made their way down. She gasped a she felt a burning pain, it was getting worse.
"Renfield she's..." he hesitated, before looking towards Erin and she nodded telling him to continue "She's having a miscarriage."
Renfield looked bewildered but everything added up, he nodded and kneeled beside Vlad facing Erin. Vlad had put his arm around her back supporting her back, Renfield then burst into life.
"She needs to lie down, master Vlad," he addressed Vlad. Vlad nodded and scooped her up. He could feel the sticky residue leaking through his shirt onto his arm; her body became limp in his arms. He looked down, her eyes were shut tightly and her breathing was shallow.
"Erin," he whispered, choking on his words. "Erin," he spoke a little louder, but she remained frozen in his arms. A tear made its way down his pure white cheek, at that moment the Count, Bertrand, Ingrid and the young wolf all walked in to see what the commotion was about.
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