A/N – CHAPTER 10! Thank you for the reviews. The updates are going to be a little more spaced out now, because I go back to school soon. I'll try to update as much as possible.
Special thanks to Richellebrinkley who told me about the Dark Shadows sub-category in the Movies Category. I have now moved the story there, so thank you for telling me.
Ok, on with the chapter I hope you like it. It's shorter than the others but I thought it left off at a good point. Enjoy :)
"Get off me! I need to know what he was going to say." Julia screamed as she tried to pull herself from the grasp of the police officers. "Let me go. I've done nothing wrong!" Julia continued to scream and attempt to pull her arms away from the police officers. They all continued to drag her towards the elevator, pulling at her arms so that they were wound tightly around her back. Julia felt uncomfortable and was forced to stop moving. She looked into the mirrors of the elevator and saw the police officers holding nothing but thin air. None of the police were looking at the reflections so they did not notice the lack of an image. Julia held onto the memory of Barnabas pulling her back towards him. But what was he going to tell her? Julia needed to know, she needed to know whether he loved her or not.
They reached the bottom floor and Julia was dragged out of the elevator, her hair was across her face but people knew who she was. She heard a few gasps and exclaims of "Is that Julia?" She was now to be known as a murderer. Julia felt panic begin to rise at the thought of never seeing Barnabas again. Never knowing his true feelings for her. She had to get out of here if it was the last thing she did.
Barnabas was still on his knees. The police officers had left five minutes ago, promising that they would be back before the day was out to question him further. Barnabas had shuffled slightly into the room and had closed the door. The carpet was soft against his legs and he decided to simply stay there and contemplate what had just happened. In the heat of the moment Barnabas had nearly admitted that he loved Julia. He'd felt this coming before, he knew that he must have had strong feelings ever since seeing her walk down from the stairs. He loved her, he had to. But he also loved Victoria; she was his Josette, his one true love. The reincarnation of his former lover, but why did he feel such strong emotional attachment to Julia.
Barnabas felt as if he didn't have to put on a façade with Julia. He could show his anger freely, show his flaws for her without judgement. With Victoria he felt he had to be the same man he was when he was with Josette; but he wasn't the same man, he'd changed. The centuries spent in that coffin had caused a change in him, he'd become more angry. Something that he couldn't show Victoria without her judging him. His mind was brought back to the day that Victoria had discovered that he was different from the other people she'd met. His skin had caught fire and he had watched as her face dropped and fear illuminated her eyes. She'd run away from him, hiding from the monster that he was. Julia had not run away, yes she was scared, and it's true that she used him; but she did not ignore him and think that every second he was a threat. Julia understood him.
It was as he sat there contemplating his thoughts and feelings about Julia that he truly realised that he loved her. Barnabas felt anger begin to swell inside of him. He wanted her out of that prison and in his arms once more, he wasn't going to let her leave him again.
Julia's skin had blistered in the afternoon sun. They'd dragged her out into the sunlight and watched with a mixture of shock and horror as her skin began to smoke manically. The smoke rose until small flames were ignited on her skin. One of the police officers had let go of her arm and staggered back into a clump of confused people. This could have been Julia's chance but she found herself in so much pain that she made no effort to fight. The other police officer scooped her up in his arms and threw her into the back of the police car. She took of his jacket and smacked at the flames on her arm, eliminating the flicker of light.
"You're like him aren't you? Barnabas I mean." The officer asked looking at her with a mixture of fear and sympathy clouding his brown eyes.
"Yes I am." Julia said a tear staining her cheek from the pain. Julia turned her body away from him and covered her face with her hands. She silently let the tears flow down her face. She didn't want to lose him, she needed to see him before that bug-eyed freak got to him first; and there was only one way to do that.