Wake Me Up

Getting Saved

As his hand tightened around my left dagger, I reached for my right. "Why are you doing this?" I whispered against his lips. I opened my eyes and at the same time he did as well. I did all I could to try to read those crimson eyes but their messages were hidden. I slowly pulled my right dagger from my pocket. As soon as he sensed the movement, he ripped my left one from my pocket. Dagger met dagger as I avoided a slit throat. I pushed as hard as I could to keep the shimmering sharp object away but his strength was far greater than mine. I threw myself down on the floor. I gasped as I watched him lift the weapon to throw it. I rolled out of the way missing a potential fatal stab by mere inches. However, the two daggers were now back in their owners hands as I yanked it out of the wood floor.

"Don't move." I warned him pointing my two weapons at him as I walked towards him. He stood against my warning and reached for his holster. I quickly made an escape. I screamed as I heard the first shot being fired. Vincent came out of the bathroom, his face still completely void of any emotion, and pointed his gun at me not even hesitating to fire. I took a dangerous leap off the banister and landed not so gracefully behind the couch. Bullet holes tore through the back of the couch in front of me as I scooted away from it to the kitchen door. I bolted through the kitchen and out the back door into the backyard where I knew I was safe. I moved away from the house and sat down on the ground examining the knee that I had busted open during the fall from the second story. I felt his eyes on me and I knew he was watching me from the kitchen window. I'd give him a few minutes to get control of himself again before I would return.

Marcella… Come back please! I'm sorry…

I shuddered as that cold feeling came over me. I glanced around the yard suddenly feeling suspicious.

Hands clamped down on my shoulders almost sending me into cardiac arrest. My shriek could probably be heard all the way back in Costa del Sol.

"Boo! Hahahaha."

I turned around to see that little brat standing there. "What are you doing in our yard? That's trespassing, you know."

The boy was doubled over in laughter so hard, I doubt he heard me at all. Once he finally stopped he looked around. "Ayden hasn't been at school so I got worried. He's my best friend… really my only friend."

"Hmph wonder why…" I muttered under my breath. "Ayden's sick. Right now he's seeing a doctor in Cosmo Canyon."

"Oooohh…" The boy said rocking back and forth on his heels and swinging his arms. "Tell him I said get better quick! Schools lame without him." He took off running and I let a long slow sigh out. Stupid kid…

I wiped the back of my hand across my forehead. That kid scared me so bad I broke out into a sweat! Feeling as if maybe enough time had passed, I went back inside through the front door.

"Vincent?!" I called out not wanting to sneak up on him yet worrying he'd sneak up on me. I walked all around downstairs, but didn't see him. I then checked upstairs leaving the guest room last. I slowly pushed open the door and saw him sitting on the bed with his gun in his lap. I swallowed hard.

"Vincent…"

"Marcella." He replied in acknowledgement.

"Are you ok now?" I stepped inside the room shutting the door behind me. I turned to see him staring up at me.

"I'll never be OK." He looked back down at his gun making my stomach fluttered a little wondering what he might do.

I moved closer to him and sat down next to him. I took a bold move in reaching for his gun. That was a wrong move indeed. I screamed as I barely missed a backhanded blow with the gun in his hand. I grabbed my dagger and wasting no time activated the Sleep materia I had inserted inside and stabbed him in the leg instantly sending him into slumber. His top half collapsed on the bed, while his knees hit the wood floor. I let out a sigh of relief. I took the gun from him first and quickly ran into my bedroom to hide it. I went for a place I knew a man like him wouldn't go… my underwear drawer. I dug deep through the thousands of panties and buried it as far as I could.

I went back and pulled his body up on the bed, even setting a pillow behind his head. Staring at this dangerous man, I let curiosity get the best of me and the next thing I knew I had pulled his bandana off and unbuckled his cloak. How could this beautiful being be so hateful? Why would he want to hurt anybody? I asked myself as I stroked his soft cheek.

Because he's evil! A voice said from behind me. I looked back to see the Turk standing there. It was then I realized that while Vincent was asleep the demon had more freedom. I turned away from the Turk and cuddled up close to Vincent's body.

"You're not evil. You can't be." I whispered to him. Tears stung my eyes as I rested my head on his chest. Longing for a pair of masculine arms to hold me, comfort me, and assure me that everything would be ok. I closed my eyes as I huddled even closer to Vincent pretending I was lying in bed next to Reno again.

For a while, it was nearly convincing, but I couldn't fool myself for long. But hours later I did find myself falling asleep.

I woke up in my bed… my bed in my home. I looked around the room wondering if he was here.

"Reno?" I called thinking maybe he was in the bathroom.

"He's not here" A voice said next to me. I looked down in the spot that was previously empty to see Vincent there. His long raven hair was spread out over his bare shoulders and concealing most of his chest.

"V…Vincent?"

He nodded.

"Why…what's going on?"

I suddenly realized that we were both nude here in this bed together. He moved towards me. "Marcella if you want to help me… this is what it will take." He said before pressing his lips against mine. "Reno can no longer exist in your mind."

The door flew open and Reno hurried in. "Hey! Get off her yo!" In a flash he held his weapon high ready to electrocute Vincent. He looked at me as if asking me if I was going to let him do it. I looked back at Reno he moved in slow motion as he brought his weapon down closer and closer to Vincent's bare flesh.

"Are you going to save me, Marcella?" He asked. I squeezed my eyes shut afraid to do anything.

I opened my eyes and this time without a start. I was so used to having weird dreams in this place… My body tensed as I felt something caressing my upper arm softly. That couldn't be… I looked up to see Vincent staring up at the ceiling. His arm was now around me protectively, his fingers lightly caressing my upper arm. Sensing I was awake, he looked down at me.

"I could have killed you in your sleep." He said staring me right in the eye. "The demon in me wants you dead so badly."

I blinked. "Why?"

He sighed. "Do you remember what you dreamed just now?"

I nodded. Vincent didn't say anything else. "What about it?"

He still didn't respond. I sighed knowing he was going to leave me clueless. I pondered over my dream last night trying to decipher what he was talking about. Suddenly it all made sense. He needed me to love him completely without thinking of Reno and he'd be saved. I swallowed hard knowing how difficult that would be. Especially with him trying to kill me every second. Of course the demon wants me dead I'm a threat to his existence.

I watched Vincent closely for awhile while he stared absentmindedly at the ceiling again. "I understand…"

"Do you?"

I nodded again. "I'll try… Vincent, but you've got to try harder too."

He nodded. "You have Cerberus, don't you?"

"What?"

"The gun."

I laughed softly and nodded.

"Take it out of the house where I cannot reach it. With a powerful weapon like that in my hands you're lucky to still be alive even now." He looked at me seriously. He sat up and nudged me slightly. "Do it now before he reads your mind and finds out where it is."

I hurried out of the guest room shutting the door behind me. I did what he said and took the gun all the way to Cloud and Tifa's place.