-Julie-
When I woke, I was coated in something warm and sticky. Opening my eyes, I ran my fingers over the substance and lifted it to my face, looking directly at it. It stuck to my fingers slightly as I tried to spread them to get a better view.
"It's blood."
Throwing my hand down, both to avoid finding the truth in that statement and in fear, I looked to the source. I barely saw the girl, her body crouched over something. She didn't even look at me, only leaned back to whatever the shape beside her was.
A body!!! My brain screamed, and indeed that was what it was. The angel-vampire girl was now feeding on the corpse...a corpse that was still twitching and writhing.
I barely had the chance to roll away and avoid puking on myself.
"What's the matter?" The girl asked, turning to me after both of us had finished. "Didn't Alistair ever drink around you?"
I shook my head slowly, biting my lip as I took in my surroundings. I was up against the drivers seat, sitting in what I was told was blood. The thought of it brought a fresh wave of nausea to the surface, so I had to bite it harder, to the point where I broke skin, to avoid throwing up. All around my tooth, I felt a warming sensation which was followed by something dripping down my chin.
"Oh..." The girl whispered, raising her head. "That does smell good."
Instantly my hand flew to my lip as I desperately tried to scrape the blood off. If there was one thing that I did know about vampires, it was that they loved blood. Maybe not the drying, coagulated stuff beneath me, but certainly the warm and freshly flowing blood that was on my hands and lip.
"Hmph. I see exactly why Alistair decided to stick with you. It was only for the blood."
"That's not true..." I whispered, but then again even I didn't know the real reason.
"Really?" she looked at me. "I don't think you're in the position to argue."
That I agreed with and shut my mouth. Instead of fighting with her, I decided to find a means of escape. The doors I quickly ruled out, deciding that if she was anything like Alistair in the way of abilities, she'd be able to catch me before I made it to either of them, let alone actually run away.
And then I spotted the wheel above me and the cliff just ahead of the car. If I really wanted to, I could run over to it and try to start the van up. But that would've ended in my death, most likely, so I ruled it out.
The girl stood then and opened the door, revealing two more living bodies, one belonging to Ryan, the other to Kristen. She reached down and lifted Ryan up. For a moment, she eyed him speculatively, before biting in. She didn't even bother getting into the van.
Adreniline and fear took over then.
Jumping up, I leaped over to the drivers seat, thanking god that I'd left the keys in, and pounded my foot on the gas, barely waiting for the van to start up. The tires squealed for a second, catching the girls attention and causing her to drop Ryan, who was whimpering in pain. His body landed on the pavement and was quickly left behind as the car shot toward the cliff.
AN: Another cliffhanger. Heh. two or so more chapters left.