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Chapter 9
+ + + Nick + + +
I was driving at least twenty miles over the speed limit. I was infuriated.
How? How could she be so gullible, so naïve? I warned her about her brother, yet she, being the stubborn bitch she is, ignored me and worse, got offended. What could I do? It's not like I could force her to come home with me. She'd probably jump out of the car rather than be dragged against her will. Well, if she wanted to be stubborn, two could play at that game. She's not my responsibility- I shouldn't feel worried or guilty.
Her number flashed across the screen of my phone, again. What did she want now? I was in too much of a foul mood to talk to her so I didn't answer.
But considering it again, Lucy was too proud to call to apologise. She wouldn't even do it if she was in knee deep trouble. Ironically enough, I had to admit that she reminded me of yours truly from that aspect. We were both too stubborn for our own good, sometimes too annoyingly sarcastic and proud. I smiled cynically at the thought.
Yet I can't deny that though our 'date' hadn't ended so well, I had fun. Though we made a mess in my car - which I fully intend on making her clean up.
I remember the way she smiled shyly at me in that beautiful dress of hers, which accompanied by her blush, made her look ravishing and made her delicious blood sing out to me. I had never wanted to sink my fangs in her delicate throat as much as I did tonight. That was why I could never have her. Even if we ever find a way to tolerate each other, her blood would always haunt me. I couldn't put her life constantly in risk like that. It was immoral.
I sighed and bit back my resentment and answered the phone. I heard someone breath heavily. What the fu-
That's when I heard a scream, a scream that belonged to Lucy.
"Touch me again, bitch and you're dead!" I heard Josh's murderous voice shout. That moment my blood turned into poison and I felt deadly venom course through me. I start sewing red and I had only one thing on my mind.
Lucy's safety.
I did a 180 spin that all Fast and Furious fans would die for and stepped on the gas pedal. If my speed had been fast, now I bet that my car was a blur. I was about five minutes away now, but I with the speed I was going I could make it in three minutes. I just hoped it wouldn't be too late.
Three minutes. They may seem like nothing, but so much can happen in three minutes. My mind ran over a thousand different scenarios, could Lucy be injured, was he beating her up right now? My hands tightened around the steering wheel at the thought of that steroid addicted, weed dependent delinquent.
After the raw anger, guilt followed. Had I answered the phone earlier maybe Lucy's pain might have been avoided. I had been wrong. She was my responsibility just as much as Sol was. Sol was my sister, but Lucy was my... Well, I still had to figure out what she was to me, but I felt the need to protect her. I felt my stomach churn once I turned around the corner to Lucy's house.
The scent of thick, mouth watering blood was prominent. It only meant one thing, someone was bleeding heavily. For a moment, I prayed that the blood belonged to Josh, or one of the neighbours, but the scent of the substance denied it. I knew that pure, beautiful scent that made me mad from the first moments I turned belonged to one girl. A girl that was screaming too loudly.
"LUCY!"
I parked the car and bolted right out of my car, not even bothering to close the car door. I heard a screeching scream, the type that hurt my sensitive eardrums badly but I didn't care. It sounded like someone who was in extreme pain. Using my vampire strength and speed, I burst through the door, breaking off the lock and ran up the stairs. I found the twins in Lucy's room. Lucy was trying to scream, but the sight of the blood on her fingers had her stunned. I grabbed a stuttering Josh by the neck and slammed him against the wall.
"What did you do to her?" I all but screamed in his face. It pained me to look at Lucy, even more because of the delicious scent that hung around her. It teased me and called to me like a siren's melody. It took all my restraint not to sink my teeth in the source of the substance.
"I- I... she fell, and I-I was holding a knife and she fell and..." through his blabbing, he showed me the bloody knife. My eyes widened as I examined the scene before me. Lucy was holding her stomach, which meant that that's where he stabbed her, but he pulled out the knife...
"Why did you pull out the knife? Did you want to kill your sister you idiotic motherfu-" I stopped mid curse, as Lucy started coughing. I would deal with this moron afterwards.
"Out! Get out of my fucking way and if I see you anywhere near this room I'll skin you alive." I shouted threateningly. Josh nodded hastily and retreated away. I turned my attention to the injured girl.
Lucy was lying on the bed, her baby pink covers now stained with her own blood as she tried to apply pressure to the wound. She was sobbing as quietly as possible, but the tears were running down her pale white cheeks freely. "Oh, Lucy... this is entirely myfault. I should have never let you come back here." I said, begging that my voice wouldn't crack. I felt my eyes go moist but I fought the tears away, I needed to be strong, for her.
"You were right. Tell Sol that I'm sorry." she sobbed in a broken voice. "I don't want to die Nick. I really don't." she cried.
"You won't baby. I'll make sure of that." I said, though now as she lost more blood, chances were she wouldn't make it. I couldn't let her die. I just couldn't. I removed the blanket from around her and using a Swiss army knife that I always carried around me, I ripped off the crimson red dress. The blood had seeped in the dress, but it wasn't visible and blended well because of the same red colour. I felt my own cheeks go slightly pink, as I examined Lucy's body, who by now was just wearing a black strapless bra that made her boobs pop and a pair of lacy panties. Lucy didn't seem to notice that I had removed her dress, since she was probably trying to fight off the pain.
I panicked a little as I examined the wound. It was deep, and looked quite severe. I needed her to heal; there was no time for hospitals so I did the only thing that I knew that could help her to a certain extent.
I swiped the sharp blade across my palm, and cupped my hand so that I could gather my blood. The feeling of the blade against my skin made me flinch slightly, but if this had the chance to save, Lucy, I didn't mind.
I tilted her head so that she could be able to drink easier and put the blood to her mouth. At first she started spitting it out.
"Drink it, dammit!" I ordered. At my harsh tone, she started lapping up at the blood, at first slowly, but after a few gulps she started demanding for more and running her hot tongue over the cut. The feeling of that made certain parts of me harden. My control was slipping and I knew it so I removed my hand. But I knew that those few drops of blood wouldn't be enough. I inhaled the air and at the scent of her life support, my fangs elongated. Hesitantly, I bit down on my own wrist. It felt strange, doing such a thing as I had never given my blood to anyone. I let a few drops drop inside the wound, which at the touch of the blood instantly started healing. I could actually see the skin repair itself as I looked. I made her drink a few more gulps and after that she seemed to have slipped in a peaceful sleep, yet she looked uncomfortable, as if she was having trouble breathing. I stared at the black bra for a moment.
If I removed it and she woke up, the awkwardness of the moment might be extreme, but on the other hand, desperate times called for desperate measures. I searched all around the room and found a black tank top. I put it over her chest and looked away as I tried to unhook the bra hook. After several attempts, I managed. I looked at my hands, which were covered in a mixture of her blood and mine. Then I noticed that her stomach was covered in blood and that if I didn't do something, there would surly be an ugly scar after she healed. Hesitantly, I lowered my head to be directly in front of the wound. I unbuttoned one of the buttons of my shirt. I felt so tense that even the loose shirt felt as if it might suffocate me.
I had dreamed of this moment, when I got to taste Lucy's blood. This was purely to help her, but I couldn't help but feel excited as my lips hovered all over her stomach. That's when I made my move and as delicately as possible, licked the wound. The taste was maddening. It teased my taste buds, like the finest of wines.
There were coagulants in my saliva that would help her skin to heal faster and smoothly heard her moan as my tongue slid across her skin."Nick..." she breathed out, sounding as if she was lost deeply in her dreams. Her hand searched for mine so I let her search no farther and grasped it. She smiled, almost peacefully.
"I'm right here, Lucy. Don't let go." I whispered at her. Her pale face was thankfully regaining some of the lost colour. I continued licking across the wound, cleaning it and ridding it of any infection. Lucy slipped in a deep slumber. She wasn't even aware of what was happening. I looked at her as she lay still on the bad.
She was so fucking beautiful. I stared at her plum lips, just begging for me to cover them with mine.
God, how could I let myself fall for Lucy? Of all the people in the world, how could I damn her with the constant danger a relationship with me would entitle? And she admitted it herself, that she wanted to progress in her relationship with me. Oh God, what have I done?
I removed all thoughts from my mind and tried to focus just on her. Her heartbeat was still constant. She was still alive, but had I arrived a minute late she would not have survived. She stirred then, I turned to her, expecting her to wake up and shout at me for removing her clothes then hastily thank me for saving her live afterwards, it was what she would do, I was sure of it. But she never did.
To my horror, her heartbeat slowed down, significantly. But she couldn't die, she just couldn't. Then it drawled on me, what I had done. In my hasty actions to save her life
I had forgotten one crucial thing that jeopardised completely my attempt in saving her. Lucy has lost so much blood, too much. Her covers where more crimson than pink. Almost as I she drained and I had given her my blood. That was the procedure for turning humans into vampires. Could it be... was Lucy turning into a...
"Oh, no! No, no, no, no! This can't be! Please let it not be how I think it is." I pleaded to myself. With hands shaking I grabbed my phone from my pocket. I phoned Sebastian, my brother; hopefully he'd know what was happening to Lucy.
"Nick? Sebastian told me you were out with Lucy? It's almost three in the morning; we were seriously starting to consider that you two hooked up and-"
"Sebastian! It's no time for jokes. Lucy's brother stabbed her with a knife in her stomach. I arrived too late and he had already pulled it out. I gave her some blood to heal but and it stopped the pain but now her heartbeat's slowing down."
"It's not funny if you're messing with me, Nick." he told me sternly. "Do you think that I'm fucking kidding you about something like this?" I shouted into the phone. "What do I do? Is she... is she going through the change?" I whispered lowly.
"Is her heartbeat similar to ours?"
I listened closely. "No, not that slow, but not fast enough for a human."
"Well, bring her here, maybe she needs a transfusion of blood. Do you want me to come help you out?" he said worriedly.
"No but... I had to um... I had to remove her clothes to be able to heal her, so she's just in her um... panties." I said, nearly audible enough to be heard on the phone. I heard uncontrollable laughter over the phone.
"Don't just laugh there like a dipshit! Tell me what to do!" I hissed. "Sorry, but it's kind of ironic. We all know that you stalk Sol's bathroom when Lucy showers, in hopes of seeing something."
"Dude, fuck you, you're no help at all... and I don't do that!" I said and hung up the phone. Now this was quite the pickle. After several thinking, I abandoned the hopes of putting her bra back on, she'd have to settle for a shirt. I hunted down a shirt in her chest of drawers and delicately, as if she was made of porcelain, I lifted her arms without making the top which was covering her chest area fall and put her arms through the holes. I lifted her head and did the same. I found a pair of short shorts she probably used indoors and slipped them on her easily. I picked her up bridal style, trying not to shift her body as much as possible and exited the room. I went down the stairs and found Josh passed out on the couch with an empty bottle of Jack Daniels on his lap. What a waste of human life. I exited the house and got in the car.
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"So what do you think?" I asked my brothers who were surrounded around Lucy. Solange had fallen asleep, so she knew noting of this ordeal, or I bet that she'd go agape shit, get in the car and go murder Josh with his sister's bloody knife. She may be calm and poised, but when it came to Lucy and her family, she was as dangerous as a hungry tiger. For now, we were all smart enough not to wake her up.
"Well, I've never seen anything like it. It's like you tried to turn her but failed. She hadn't lost enough blood, she still had some I her system, and you gave her quite a substantial amount of blood.
"Okay, but was it enough to turn her or is she still human?" I asked, getting irritated that no one would get to the point. After I had explained to them how Lucy got stabbed and what I did, everybody seemed clueless. Nobody in the house had ever turned a human into a vampire except for dad.
"I don't know, Nick. Be patient. At least we know that she's not dying and that she isn't in pain. That's the most important thing. I'm trying to find something, but it's in Latin and it takes a little bit time to translate." Will answered me, his nose buried in some old book.
I bit my lip. I needed to know that she was okay. I just did. Dawn was approaching and needless to say I was starting to feel exhausted, especially since I had been turned for only a year.
But that didn't matter, she did. And I swear if anything happened to her because Josh stabbed her, I wouldn't rest till he's dead.
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