Chapter 3

My cap was long gone, and my pants were riding high up my legs. My oversized hoodie was pooling around me like a balloon. I looked down and could see the ground coming towards me, more and more. Right as I was sure my plan didn't work, I saw the boy on the ground, his arms held out and a confused look on his face. I landed in his extended arms, shaking. The wind around me had stopped moving and we were standing in an almost pitch black alley way. The sun wouldn't reach here for another hour or two, so I knew I bought some time. Not letting the boy recover from his shock, or myself for that matter, I quickly grabbed my necklace and had his neck wrapped in it in seconds. He tried to fight me -and he actually dropped me in the process- but my necklace was already hanging off him, and me falling to the ground just dragged him with me.

"What are you doing?!" He hissed.

"One." That was the only word I could muster, recovering from the dramatic drop I just jumped. 'Holy fuck, I just WILLINGLY jumped a 30 story building!'

My breathing was ragged, my body was trembling, and my heart was going a thousand miles a minute. The boy was still struggling, but I kept him firmly in my grasp thanks to the silver chain around his neck. I could hear it sizzling, and a pang of guilt hit me, but I knew better than to give in to that.

"What?!" He nearly growled at me, and I just wrapped my legs around his torso to control him. His back to my stomach, I crawled us to the nearest wall and rested my back against it. When my shaking calmed down enough, I spoke again.

"One. You saved one life, and so starts your road to redemption. If you truly feel sorry for what you've done, you'll try to fix it, not just run from it." He seemed to stop struggling at my words, and he sat silently between my legs, contemplating my words. I didn't mind the silence, and took this moment to let my heart get back to normal.

We sat there in silence for almost an hour, and I was slightly nodding off, due to how early it was and how late I usually slept in. He must have sensed my lack in hold in the chain, because his hand gently came up and pulled my hand from his neck. I jolted awake and tried to tighten it again, but his grip was too strong for me to make any progress.

"I will try this. I feel that nothing will make up for the countless lives lost to my inner monster, but I will try this 'road to redemption' you have presented."

I didn't know if I could trust his words, so I didn't dare move.

"We must enter the hotel if I am to do this, and your small heart attack would have been for nothing."

Seeing his logic, I hesitantly loosened my chain from his neck. He had me swooped up in his arms and I was on my feet in the lobby of the vampire hotel, seconds later.

"Godric, you haven't met the sun!" Eric was immediately in the lobby with us, and I can see Sookie rushing past a corner to catch up.

"Eric! Why'd you leave so…?" She stopped in front of us, catching her breathe as she looked at 'Godric' in awe.

"I am well, my son. I wish to rest, so I will be retiring for the day. We will speak again when the sun goes down." Eric seemed to accept this answer, as he started directing Sookie back towards the elevators. She sent a smile over her shoulder to me, and I knew she wanted to have my side of the story.

Sigh "Well, it looks like it's time I took my leave, so I'm just going to…" I started to back up, slowly turning for the back door when his words startled me.

"To go where? There are police all around your establishment and your name has come up quite a few times. I doubt you have money or would risk spending what you do have on an expensive hotel such as this. None of your friends have cars, and yours is still at your house. I doubt you would want to risk being seen for your vehicle." He was stoic and saying this and speaking nothing but logic. Nothing I couldn't disagree with.

"So what do you propose I do?" I turned to him, anger apparent in my eyes. He was completely right. The only thing I could do was possibly go to the roof and just hang there until I came up with a better plan.

"Come with me. Let me really save you. I am aware of your position and I believe I can be of assistance." I didn't really have a choice… I knew that even my best friend's parents wouldn't want to help me. They thought I was kidnapped and killed like everyone else who wasn't in the ring. He started walking off, and it was clear that he wanted me to make my decision now. It was this moment that I realized that he had begun to bleed out of his ears. Concern flooded through me, and I was chasing after him, not a second later.

We entered the elevator in silence. I pulled my sleeve over my hand and began to wipe the blood from the side of his face. He wasn't much taller than me, maybe only an inch or so. By the time I was finished with that side of his face, the elevator had opened and I had to pause my insistent cleaning. We walked down the hall to a random room, room 3117 I noted for cautious reasons. Inside slate grey covered the walls, and thick black curtains covered the tall windows. They were currently drawn for obvious reasons, and I questioned in the back of my head if they were automated.

'Haha, next thing you know, steel shutters coming down the door and windows. There will be jets in the tub and the chair next to the desk will have massage options.' I chuckled aloud at the incredulous thought.

"So it's true. You really do laugh to yourself." I snapped a glare at him and suddenly found myself questioning this decision.

"Just how much do you know?" I cursed at how hesitant I sounded.

"You are my neighbor. The nest and I keep tabs on our surrounding humans to ensure that no one will attempt us harm. My underlings have made me aware of your disappearance, and your sudden reappearance. They've also warned me of how you laugh aloud to yourself at night." There wasn't any judgement in his tone, but there wasn't a hint of concern either. Maybe he was just genuinely curious.

"Yes I do laugh to myself. I didn't think there would be people around to hear me though. As for my disappearance, that was for personal reasons. I don't see the point in telling you." I tried to keep my voice even, as to not insult him. Before he could ask anything else, I turned to the bathroom. I smirked a little to myself, seeing the tubs did indeed have jets.

I returned a moment later to see him seated on the glamorous king size bed. The black sheets made the boys white skin stand out that much more. He was still topless and I could feel a slight blush come to my face. I reached up to pull my cap down and was disappointed to find empty space. I proceeded to the bed, wet rag in hand and continued wiping the blood from his face.

'Why am I blushing?! I've seen plenty of topless guys, hell I even had to spend a year changing in the men's locker room, and I have never felt even the slightest for them.'

"I'm Chris. What's your name?"

"Godric. Why do you not go by your full name?"

I froze. 'Just how much does he really know?' "It's just easier to go by Chris. People ask less questions." 'And it's less insulting' I continued in my head.

I finished my cleaning and rose off the bed with a purpose.

"I'm going to shower. You should sleep before you start bleeding again." Not waiting for a response, I made my way to the shower. I shut the door and locked it, not trusting this new vampire in my life. For extra measure, I put the chair from the vanity in front of the door, just under the doorknob.

I stripped myself of my basketball shorts and my oversized hoodie, revealing my light pink lace panties and matching sports bra. I stripped myself of these too, revealing my small b cup bust and small waist line. I observed a piece of food in my chin length, dirty blonde, hair and dully remembered crashing into the dessert table the night before. Stepping into the shower, I embraced the hot water crashing down me.

An hour later, I was finished and a lot more relaxed than before. Begrudgingly, I pulled on the same clothes from before and sorely wished I was back in my home. Skipping the socks and vans, I stifled a yawn and removed the chair from under the door, pleased to find the lock still in place.

Inside the room was dark, and I had to feel around to find my way. My hand reached to what I remembered was the desk. On there was some folded fabric, and I risked pulling out my phone. The bright light shown on the fabric to find white linen clothes, folded neatly in a pile, with a note on top.

'Wear these. Room service is available to you. Do not leave the room for anything. Godric'

His script was beautiful, to say the least, but the demands on there made me cringe a bit. Helping me meant giving me a place to stay until I figured where I would go next, NOT telling me what to do and when to do it.

I crumpled the note and left the clothes on the desk. I did take up the offer for room service and reached for the phone to order a fruit salad and chocolate cake. Looking up the hotel and its daily pricing, I easily divided the number by two and wrote it down.

When there was a click, and a knock at the door, I grabbed the food from the bell man and made a mental note of the total. I wrote the total down on the same paper, tip included, and stuffed the note down my pocket. He may be helping me out, but I sure as hell wasn't going to give myself a reason to owe him. I planned to pay every penny back.

I took my food to the bathroom and ate it at the vanity. I didn't want the light to wake the sleeping vampire, so I spent most of my waking time there. There were only so many games you can play on a phone before growing bored, and for me being bored meant either working out or sleeping. Seeing as the large king bed was taken by a probably still topless man, I decided to take my chances. I put on my shoes and crept my way to the room door. I was about to unlock the door before realizing that if I left, I'd have no key to get me back in. Seeing that I didn't know his last name, and my name wasn't on the room, I doubt the front desk would make me a key. I made my way back to the desk and searched the pockets of the folded clothes for a key. No such luck, and I thought back to where else he might have put it. I looked around for a suitcase and was once again struck with bad luck. I began shining my light into the drawers of the desk, and when I didn't see the little white card, I made my way to the nightstand opposite of the sleeping vampire. The drawer there was empty too, and I was running out of places to look. I made my way next to his sleeping form and moved slowly for the drawer, careful not to shine the light anywhere near him. I bit my lip in suspense as I opened it, knowing this would be the only plausible place it would be. It was extended all the way, and I reached my empty hand in there, opting for feeling for the key instead of shining the light and possibly waking Godric.

'What. Whaaaat. What is this, why the fuck isn't it here? Fuck it!' I shined the bright light straight into the drawer to find it fucking empty. Ok, now I was pist. It's one thing to tell me not to go anywhere, but it's another to inhibit me from leaving at all. I turned off the light and thought of the only other place to look. I could either search the pockets he has on, or just leave without the damn key.

'Fuck it!'