Bit of a warning: there is a slightly disturbing scene in this chapter, just a heads up.
Chapter Seven:
I yawned as the night wore on. I wasn't sure of the time anymore, but knew it was well into the night. I was still exhausted from the events in the past couple of days, and found myself fading fast. As Pam entered Eric's office to inform him that the club had been locked up, I realized just how late it was. I was curled up on the couch, not having moved from the piece of furniture in case it infuriated Eric. He had come and gone throughout the night, but I barely noticed. I kept my thoughts to myself, trying to do whatever I could to not annoy him. It was obvious that he had little tolerance for a human. As my eyes began to droop, I just couldn't help but speak for the first time in hours.
"Where am I supposed to sleep?" I asked, yanking once again.
Eric's eyes moved up from the mail he was sorting through, and I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. There was just something about him that didn't feel right. I had always found comfort when I was in Godric and even Isabel's presence. I felt nothing but discomfort and fear as I sat across the room from Eric, knowing that at any moment he could get bored of me and kill me, despite the orders from his maker. Could he even do that? Could he kill me against the wishes of his maker? I didn't quite understand the connection and bond between a maker and his child. For all I knew, Eric could easily do just that.
"There."
"What?" I blinked and sat up straight, thinking I had heard him wrong.
"You will sleep there." He pointed a long finger at the couch, his face expressionless.
My mouth dropped open. "Excuse me? You want me to sleep on a couch?"
"Yes."
"But..."
"I was never ordered to give you five star accommodations. You should be lucky I'm not making you sleep out with the garbage where you belong." He sneered.
"But..."
Before I knew it, he was before me, his hand grasping tightly around my neck. I yelped out in surprise as he pulled me up to my feet roughly by his grip on my neck, squeezing tightly. I raked at his hand, trying to pull his hold away. It was no use of course. He had more power than I would ever have, it was absolutely useless to try and fight him. I whimpered as he yanked me across the room and out the door, still holding me tightly by the neck. I began to feel lightheaded as oxygen was slowly stolen from me. I knew what he was doing the moment that we reached the back door of the club and he tore it open. I struggled harder as he pulled me through the door and tossed me into the side of the dumpster that was across from the door. I winced as my back hit with the metal dumpster, staring at Eric in shock.
"Sweet dreams Miss. Cole." He snarled before taking a step back inside of the building, and with a click, the door was closed and locked behind him.
My eyes were as wide as saucers as I stared at the door. This was a joke right? He was going to come back out here, laugh and tell me it was all a joke. He just had to. But I knew that wasn't going to happen deep down inside. Eric wasn't the type of person, or vampire, to play games. He had been dead serious when he threw me out here, leaving me to the disposal of the night. I shuddered as I gazed around the dark alleyway behind the bar. I could see the street at the far end of the alleyway, but I didn't make my way to it. What if there were still Vampires out roaming the streets before dawn? They would see me as fresh meat and I wouldn't stand a chance. However, I didn't just want to be a sitting duck. It was smelly and repulsive back here.
"Why the hell did Godric leave me with him?" I grumbled to myself as I stuck my hands into my pockets, trying to search for something that could help me.
My one hand grasped around my phone that was still settled in one pocket, while the other hand grasped around a wad of paper that made my eyebrows rise in surprise. I pulled the wad out to find that it was folded bills, held together by an elastic band. I wondered how in the world I had gotten such cash, and when.
"Godric." I shook my head with a tiny smile. I didn't even need to ask. He must have slipped me the money while I was still unconscious. Even when he was sending me away, he was still trying to take care of me. Maybe this was his way of knowing Eric might pull something like this, or it could have just been an innocent gift. Either way, I was happy for it and made sure to thank him the next time we spoke.
Now knowing I could find a cheap motel close by to sleep for the day, I slowly began out of the alleyway. I glanced around me constantly, keeping my eyes glued to the dark shadows of the night. I could never tell if I was ever truly alone. Living with vampires for half of a year taught me that they could be anywhere without your knowing. I made sure to keep alert as I made my way to the road and gazed around my surroundings. I could spot a motel down at the end of the street and decided it was my best bet. From looking at my phone, there were still a couple of hours before daylight, which meant that vampires were still roaming about the city. I didn't want to get caught alone on the streets, so I hurried my pace up.
When I arrived, I got a room with ease, though not after the sketchy managed gave me a good once over. I felt disgusted at his stare and quickly tore out of sight of the aging man and found my room. I stopped off at the candy and pop machine to get myself something to eat as I hadn't eaten since the plane ride. I didn't hold any high expectation for the motel room, and was just glad that the carpet and bed sheets looked clean enough. I kicked off my shoes, locked the door tight, and plopped down onto the bed. I didn't even have a chance to rip open my bag of chips before I was dozing off to sleep.
"You're a naughty girl."
I moaned as the cold lips trailed across my body, driving every single sense insane. My eyes were closed as I relished in the touch of his hands kneading my breasts. The kisses continued farther and farther south until they met with the thin fabric of my panties. With a single yank, they were ripped off of my body, leaving me absolutely naked. I opened my eyes then, his blue eyes connecting with my green orbs. My arousal peaked as I saw him between my legs, that smirk of his wrapped on his face. I shook with intensity as his hands continued to play with my breasts. Who knew I could find such pleasure from a vampire?
Eric's lips travelled down each leg, taking his sweet time. He tickled my toes with his tongue, sucking on each one before trailing his lips back up my legs. He softly sucked on the bare skin as he met with my inner thigh, send a shockwave through me. His hands left my breasts, and I let out a moan of displeasure. He silenced me immediately as his fingers danced over my stomach, inching towards the spot I had been craving to be touched. I was only silent for a moment however, before the moans of pleasure returned. His fingers were doing a number as they reached their destination. My back arched as his tongue...
I awoke with a sudden start, snapping up in the bed with sweat dripping off of my face. I looked around the darkened room, trying to remember where I was. Seeing that I was still in the motel room, and very much alone, I sighed and flopped back on the bed. These damn sexual fantasies were going to be the end of me. Even after he threw me out like garbage, I was still having these dirty dreams about the vampire. This couldn't have been normal. Why did the asshole have to be so gorgeous?
I groaned as I rolled onto my side, glancing at the alarm clock that was in the room. I saw that it was just past sunset, and wondered if Eric would even realize that I wasn't outside of the club anymore. What did he expect anyways? There was no way I was going to sleep out there. Though I knew he was going to be angry, or furious. But it wasn't like I could go back in time and fix it now. I would just have to deal with the consequences of my choice.
A sudden bang jostled me out of my thoughts. I rose up into a sitting position on the bed, staring around to find the source of the noise. When another bang sounded, my head shot towards the door. I could hear low murmurs just outside the door, as if there were people talking. The banging persisted, causing fear to shake through me. I reached for my phone on the nightstand and tapped in the familiar phone number. I knew Godric was too far away to help, but maybe he would be able to reach out to Eric. I didn't exactly like the blonde vampire, but I also knew that I was an idiot if I thought that I could handle myself against the fellowship. They had already tried to kill me this week back in Dallas. I didn't understand how to tap into the powers Godric was sure I possessed. I had no possible way to defend myself and I was scared. I hated admitting my weaknesses, but my fear was too strong right now to care about my pride.
"Please pick up, please pick up." I whispered to myself as I held the phone close to my ear, slowly inching to the other side of the bed as the banging became louder. "Come on, Godric please..."
"Hello Elizabeth." The smooth voice immediately comforted me.
"Oh Godric!" I could feel the tears popping in my eyes.
"You're upset." He stated, and I could just imagine the frown on his face. "I thought I had felt you're distress. What is the matter, child?"
"Godric, I think..." I gazed at the door, a look of horror crossing my face as I saw the door shaking violently, the handle and lock slowly but surely breaking from the amount of force on the other side of the door. "Godric I'm scared. I think the fellowship found me already."
"Where's Eric?"
"I-I don't know. At the club?"
"He is not with you?" I could hear the anger in his voice.
I didn't want to get Eric in trouble with his maker, knowing that would just be taken out on me. But I had no choice if I wanted to get out of this alive.
"I'm at a motel down the street from the club. I left after he tossed me out into the alley behind the club." I explained. "I found the money in my pocket and I came here to sleep. And then..."
"Is there any other way to get out of the room?"
I looked around every inch of the room that I could see. I was too scared to leave the bed, or turn on a light. "I-I can't find one. Godric I'm scared. I don't want to die."
"You will not be harmed. I need you to find somewhere to hide. Right now. Make as little sound as possible. Do you understand me?"
"But what if they find me?"
"Just do it Elizabeth. I will not let you get harmed. I promised you that six months ago. Trust me."
I knew that I could. Whatever Godric could do from where he was, he would surely do it. Even if that did mean calling Eric and having to deal with him later. I didn't care. All I wanted was to get out of here. The dark alleyway seemed like a much more appealing option right now. The phone went dead, but I hardly cared as I tossed it away and went to scramble off of the bed. Before that I could however, another bang sounded, and this time, broke the door open. I screamed and tried to get away, but a hand clasped over my ankle and yanked me down the bed. I could see three large men now in the room, cruel smirks on their faces. They reminded me of the two men that attacked me six months ago, the same redneck biker look to them. Their appearances alone scared me, but it was the rope in one of their hands, and a gun that another held that caused the tears and screams to grow more desperate.
"Shut up you fangbanger!" the one who had a hold on my leg backhanded me, my face snapping to the side.
"Please, please leave me alone!" I pleaded with him in hysterics.
"You're going to burn in hell for being a vampire whore." The man with a gun snarled at me.
"You're going to burn just like all of the others. You are a sin to the world." The one with the rope took a step forward. "Let's shut this whore up."
"Please!" there were tears streaming down my face as I struggled against the grip of the man. He wasn't as strong as Eric was, but he was still strong nonetheless. "Please don't!"
"How does it feel to defy god, you little whore!" I was backhanded again, causing another scream to emit from my lips.
"Shut her up Mack!"
"With pleasure."
I let out another scream and tried with all my might to kick and scratch at the man. I managed to kick him in the leg, making him stumble backwards. I used the opportunity to jump off the bed and attempt towards the door. But a hand flew out and grasped my hair, yanking me backwards and back on the bed. I cried out as I tried to get away again, only for the man with the gun to point it at my head. I stopped immediately, my eyes wide. I wasn't stupid. I knew he would shoot me. I knew I was going to probably die anyways, but if I could stretch it out as much as possible, maybe Eric, or anyone for that matter, would save me. It was a slim chance of course, but I believed Godric when he told me I wouldn't be dying tonight.
"Vampires will just fuck anything these days." The one I had kicked looked down at me in disgust. "Or are you just a good lay?"
"I wonder what all the fuss is about." The man with the gun cocked his head to the side. "Maybe we should find out."
I shook my head wildly, again trying to struggle out of the strong hands holding me down onto the bed. The gun came up to my head, pushing into the side causing me to stop immediately.
"I'll blow your brains out, fangbanger!"
"Please, please you don't have to do this. Please." I begged.
"Shut up!"
I whimpered as the butt of the gun met with side of my head painfully. I could feel blood beginning to drip down the side of my face, but I didn't dare make another sound. I didn't want to die. Not like this.
"Tie her up so she can't get away." the one wielding the gun ordered.
Mack, who I had kicked, nodded and grabbed the rope that had fallen to the ground, a sadistic look on his face. I couldn't help but struggle as he grabbed each wrist, trying them to either side of the headboard. I knew beyond a doubt that if I didn't find a way to get out of here now, than I wouldn't be able to escape getting raped. I cried, screamed, begged. I kicked my legs, as they had yet to be tied down to anything, and was happy when I had been back to kick Mack in the face. However, that just caused one of the others to grow angrier, pulling out a knife and putting it up against my neck. I stiffened, frozen to the spot in fear as I felt the cool metal on my neck. One false move and I would be dead. I tried to not even breathe as the flat part of the blade pushed into my neck, testing to see what I would do. I slumped against the bed, losing all control and causing the men to laugh cruelly.
"Hurry up and let's get to the good part." Mack rubbed a hand down his face, a look of pure glee on his face as his eyes travelled down my body.
I knew what he was thinking, I knew what they were all thinking, and I was scared as hell. I didn't want to be raped just as much as I didn't want to die. Godric had saved the day the last time, but Godric couldn't do the same now. I was alone, absolutely alone.
"Look at these." One of the men grasped the hem of my shirt and pushed the fabric up, uncovering my bra covered breasts. "Look at these beauties."
I yelped as he gripped onto a breast tightly, squeezing and twisting painfully. I whimpered as another hand came and did the same to the other breast. Mack was more interested in what lay beneath my shorts however, and began tugging on them. My mind was travelling a mile a minute as I tried to figure out a way to get out of this, and quickly. My shorts were being tugged off of my legs, with a bit of struggle as I kicked my legs out. But they were slipped off, leaving me in my panties. It was then that I remembered something. Godric had known I was upset and scared from another state, all because of the blood bond we shared. He wasn't the only vampire I had taken blood from however. Could Eric feel my distress? Could he feel my fear, how scared I was? Did he know, without Godric telling him, that I was in danger?
Did he even care?
I couldn't think like that, and all I could do was scream as loud as I could.
"ERIC!" I didn't care that the metal of the knife was digging into the skin of my neck, I just had to try. I wasn't sure if he could hear me from this distance, but maybe he could feel me yelling for him. "ERIC!"
"Shut up whore!" the razor sharp edge of the knife was on my neck now, casing my neck to sting. "I'll slice your throat out."
"Please..." I begged, squirming as Mack slipped his fingers around my panties. "Please!"
They just all laughed cruelly as they continued to assault my body, have their way with me before eventually killing me. I tried to call for Eric again, but the knife kept me from doing so. All I could do was lay there, at their mercy, with my eyes closed and wishing that they would just kill me already.
And then, as if by some miracle, the hands were gone.
"What the fuck!" Mack yelled.
The others were screaming at the top of their lungs. I could no longer feel them on the bed, but I could hear their screams of pain. I could fear the flesh being torn; I could smell the horrendous smell of blood in the room. My body was tense as the screams slowly began to die down, until there was an eerie silence in the room. I kept my eyes firmly closed, too scared to open them. It wasn't until I felt a presence beside me that I began struggling again.
"Stop."
But I couldn't stop, not even Eric's cool commanding voice could calm me down. I was still crying and struggling like mad. I felt his cold hands on my wrists, trying to free them, and I screamed. It felt like my body was on fire from just one touch, and I knew that I was now scarred from the unwanted hands on my body. This was exactly what had happened the last time. But Godric had been there. He had helped me through it. Not this time, however. He wasn't here; he couldn't hold me and promise me everything would be alright. I was left with Eric, who I was sure if it hadn't been for Godric demanding it, would be more than happy to see these three kill me. I sobbed like I never had before as Eric fought against my struggling form and free both of my wrists. My eyes remained closed as I tried to scramble off the bed. Eric let me do so, and the minute my feet touched the floor, I slipped on a puddle of a thick substance. My cries were louder now as I crawled backwards until my back hit the wall, pulling my legs up to my chest. I was thankful that my panties were still in place, or else Eric would have gotten a show. I pulled down my shirt to cover whatever I could, and sobbed into my knees. I didn't care about anything else around me as I just cried.
