Oh-k
now you find out why she's been doing all this.
Just to let you know this is the last chapter.
I waited tables with a large amount of pain running through me.
The girl had been skilled and she hadn't wasted a moment. As soon as her memories had knocked me out, and the other vampires had turned their attention to me. She had staked Bill and threw herself through the window behind her, getting away.
Tamaria, the blond, had ran after her. Eric eventually found her remains, staked.
She hadn't had a chance.
Her companion and lover, Tech, had gone into deep mourning and had sworn revenge. Evidently they had been together for more the 500 years, and were married in fifteen countries. His pain was worst then mine.
I had left Bill. He hadn't been mine anymore, he was whoevers was with him that night. Eric was my new man, and he had proven himself worthy of it.
But Bill had been my first, and that meant something to me.
Sam walked over.
" hey." he said, leaning on the bar. " how you holding up?"
I shrugged. " i'm holding."
" listen." said sam, looking me in the eyes, " you're going through a rough time right now. I want you to go home. No argueing. Just get your purse, go home ad relax."
I smiled at him. " aight."
even as I reached my house, I never saw -or felt- the danger that waited.
I turned the key in the backdoor and walked in.
sitting there was the girl.
Her hair was dyed blond now, and she was wearing contacts, but she was still Bill's murderer.
" I expected to die." she said, leaning back. " I still expect to die. I'm an escaped slave."
I just looked at her. She didn't look like a slave.
" Bill was one of the first to feed off me." she said. Her eyes bore into the ceiling and I expected to see mortar floating down. " that's why I killed him. my sister was weak, she went into slavehood with no fight. I didn't. The second memory I sent you was my first day. She stood there watching and letting them take me."
she suddenly looked into my eyes. Fire burned there.
"tell eric where I am." she said, thrusting the phone at me.
" I can't" I said, looking at her.
" you will." she said, pointing the hidden pistol at me.
" no I can't." I said, looking at the gun. It wasn't the first time i'd been at the wrong end of a pistol, and i'm pretty sure it won't be my last. " he's here."
" then let's go wake him up." she stood and threw the phone down.
I walked to my old bedroom, thinking 'thank god amelia's not home.'
we opened the hidden door and Eric was already awake.
He sat up and took in the picture in front of us.
"let her go." he said, looking at the girl " and I won't hurt you."
"well that won't work." she said, and without a second thought, she shot me.
