Chapter 6- By No Means

I didn't have much time left to my thoughts as I heard the back door's window break. I was mortified at the idea that someone was coming in and I could feel my heartbeat accelerate. I tried to slow down my breathing as I listened carefully to the door knob click as the door was opening. I lifted my shotgun and aimed at the hallway expecting the intruder to walk into my field of vision. I took a few deep breaths while I heard the slow heavy foot step on my creaking, hardwood floors. My finger was off the trigger but I could feel it twitch, ready to pull. Gran always said; if you are going to point a gun at someone, make sure you are ready to pull the trigger.

It seemed like it was taking my intruder an eternity to walk into the kitchen and I was getting anxious. I looked at the phone considering calling someone but focused instead into the empty hallway. When I looked back there he was, standing right at the end of my shot gun. I could see his yellow eyes, I could hear him growling and without much thought I pulled the trigger closing my eyes in the process. Sure you could say it's probably the last thing I wanted to do but it's him or me and I choose me.

I heard the loud bang of the shotgun, while the recoil pushed me off my feet and to the floor. As I was falling down on my ass I saw the Were get hit on the right shoulder and place his left hand on it, growling even louder. As soon as I hit the floor I tried to get up but the Were was already on top of me with his blood dripping onto my face.

"Let me go," I yelled, which caused the Were to laugh.

"Fuck you, you little bitch. You shot me!"

The Were was incredibly strong, capable of holding me down with just one arm. I tried to scream but somewhere in my throat the scream died in terror. I had trouble breathing with him now sitting on my chest. His good arm was holding both my arms above my head and as much as I could move my legs, they were useless to me. With his bad arm, he punched my face a couple times which made me yell out in pain. I looked to my left spitting the blood that had pooled in my mouth and coughed up some more. He grabbed me by the throat, I instinctively put my hands on his wrists trying to get him to stop choking me. I felt my eyes bulging out of my skull, I was quickly running out of air. Everything was blurry, my assailant's face was slowly disappearing before my eyes and as quickly as he had grabbed me, he stopped choking me before it was too late. He got me up as he held my arms behind my back and instructed me to walk towards the back door he had unlocked.

I tried to break free a couple times but each time was met with a kick in my knees which is a lot more painful than I thought. All my attempts were futile and I felt the panic slowly creeping in. When we reached my backyard I saw a man standing in the middle of it. Just by his demeanor and his void, I knew he was a vampire which didn't help my panicked state. What the hell did they want with me?

When we reached the vampire, I looked right into his eyes, a little bit in defiance but a lot more in search of answers. He was smirking at me.

"I wonder what he sees in you, really," he said out of spite. I wasn't sure who he was referring to. As the Were was holding me, the vampire reached to my face caressing it as you would a pet. His hand started to go down my face, to my shoulder not missing my boobs along the way. As he grabbed one of them he exclaimed. "Most likely for this. I wonder what you have to offer little flower."

I shivered. I was not a little girl anymore, I knew damn well his intentions. Did he come to my house for the sole purpose of raping me or was there more? The thought of him on me made me wheeze with nausea. He looked at the Were with an evil smile.

"Maybe we could share her before bringing her to the queen."

I was too busy freaking out about being rape to realize he was talking about Freyda.

"What the fuck do you want?" I asked still trying to break free but the Were had no problem containing me.

"Me? Mmmm other than have some fun, not much. But the queen she wants you darling."

"Why!?"

"Are you really that ignorant?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

The vampire rolled his eyes as I looked around in search of an escape plan. After a couple of minutes staring me down, the vampire put his hand on my belly and into my pants undoing them. The Were was holding me tighter with his face buried into my neck. I could feel his hot, slimy tongue on my pulsing jugular. I closed my eyes out of desperation. What was I going to do? I couldn't bear the thought of letting them violate my body in such way. I decided I wouldn't go down without a fight and remembering the self-defense training I had once taken. I made my legs go limp which caused my body to fall to the ground. The Were tried to catch me but I was ready for him and I punched the fuck out of his package. I felt the rage boiling within me. There was no fucking way these fuckers would get me alive and there was no way in hell they would do what they wanted with my body.

As the Were bent down in pain, I turned to the vampire doing the exact same to him and then pushing him away. I proceeded to get the fuck out of there running back to my house. I knew the Were could come in, but not the vampire and I had better chance of defending myself against one than two. As I ran to my house I felt a hand grabbing my arm. The sound of my bone cracking was loud as my body hit the ground. The excruciating pain hit me like a ton of bricks and I felt like the world was spinning. The unknown vampire had reached me before I could enter my house and now I was on the ground with a broken arm at his mercy. In a split second he was on top of me ripping my shirt to pieces. As he stared at my exposed bra, I could see from the corner of my eye the Were approaching.

I was surprised with how angry I felt. I wanted to kill both of them which made my teeth clench together. My hands were clasped so tight my knuckles turned white. I had been through so much and now when I finally knew what I wanted and how to get it, I would have to deal with this, AGAIN? As the vampire reached down to my bra, I felt this overwhelming rage boiling all over my body. The next thing I knew, the vampire was yelling out in pain and a nasty flesh burning smell hit my nostrils. The vampire moved away from me as the Were tried to grab me but also screamed out in pain.

I took this as my omen to try to get away once again so I ran back to the house holding my broken arm with my other one. Once I was in my house, Pam came in the front door with her fangs out. She looked at me with a look of confusion I didn't recognize.

"What the fuck?" is all she said.

I turned to the mirror hanging to my left and what I saw scared the shit out of me. Not only was my skin bright red but smoke was coming out of it. Am I on fire?

Author's note: I KNOW ITS BEEN FOREVER! I'm sorry :( Just wasn't feeling the words. Anyhow, it shouldn't happened anymore because I am already working on the other chapters. yay!

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