Hello. Miss me? I hope so! LOL. I know it's incredibly short but since it has been so long, I actually have forgotten where I was up to and yeah, so basically am starting again from scratch... The Hannah/Thierry thing shall be explained in the NEXT chapter. Enjoy lovelies.
Shadowfax311 - in an attempt to answer your message, thank you and here it is... FINALLY!
Shouts echoed.
The words weren't even making sense anymore.
It was a blend of voices, male and female, some could perhaps be possibly scared and others angry?
But what they were saying or at least trying to was still a mystery.
So much had happened within the 48 hours; it felt more like a week of a series of unfortunate events.
Things were just meshing together, the voices, faces, scents, even feelings.
She couldn't define them anymore, it seemed like her body was giving up; had enough of her current state and it was ready to just shut down.
It was so strange; okay, so strange was putting it way too mildly, bizarre maybe?
Claire hadn't decided yet.
She wanted to know what the whole deal was with Brian, if that was even his real name. It probably wasn't.
It was all lies.
It had to be; that was what Claire had been telling herself this entire time since she'd been here.
This dingy place that she'd been brought to, what she would give just to go home and forget about all of this...
A sudden idea caught her; maybe she could get in contact somehow with the witches from Circle daybreak.
Maybe, someone would come and rescue her and free her of this mess.
She was suddenly snapped back into reality when someone grabbed her roughly.
Brian came into view; he was the one carrying her out of this Godforsaken place.
"What are you doing?" she whispered harshly
"A better question, is what were you doing?" he counted coldly
"Nothing. Why?" she asked
"Who did you contact?" he shouted at her as they raced into the darkness of the night
"As if I could contact anyone." She said defensively
"What did your little witch friends teach you?" he interrogated her
"None of your business." She said sharply
He put her down, they were in a forest of some sort, she could hardly see a thing, and running would be stupid, not only did she not know where she was or where she was going, but vampires were incredibly fast, he'd catch her within a matter of seconds.
"You need to realise, that I'm not the only person that was looking for you. I just got to you first." He explained, "They're tracking you, every bit of telepathy, they can and have been tracking. So before you go and get yourself killed, tell me who you contacted." It was almost like a plead
She still didn't believe him.
"Brian, do yourself a favour and go stake yourself." She said, maybe she'd been spending a little too much time with Jez.
"How dare yo-" he seemed to scream
JEZ!
It rang through her ears so loud that Jez thought her head was going to explode.
Something was wrong, something was really wrong.
She recognised that voice instantly.
Claire.
Her stomach churned.
With all that had happened, she hadn't had much of a chance to do anything really except be with Morgead.
Her ears burned as if her cousin had been screaming so loudly, so high pitched that she'd actually deafened Jez.
Dread, slammed itself against her, making her shudder.
Her head and heart were pounding in sync.
But worried Jez even more was that that was all she heard, just her name being screamed, nothing else.
Something was wrong, but there shouldn't be.
Claire was meant to be safe.
Clearly, she was inaccurate.
She looked to beside her where Morgead lay perfectly asleep, completely oblivious.
And she made a decision.
Jez literally threw on the first clothing item she could find, gathered a stake and a couple of knives before taking they keys to the motorcycle before heading out.
Morgead woke up a minute after she'd gone, "Jez?" he asked to the silence
There was no answer.
He got up and went to the bathroom, maybe she'd just gone for a potty break?
"Jez?" he asked again but all he heard was the screeching of tyres and the roar of an engine. He raced to the window to see someone taking off quickly on a motorcycle, it only took him a matter of seconds to confirm that it was his motorcycle.
"Son of a bit-" he swore
So, it wasn't too horrible? Review please...? With sugar and cherries and vampire fangs on top ;) Xx
