Ch.9: Absolute Burning Pain Pt. 2
I was walking out in the desert and I saw storm clouds coming my way. Flashes of lightning erupted from inside the clouds. It started to rain and I ran for some steep hill to my right. I grunted when something hot landed on my shoulder. I looked up horrified as droplets of fire started to come down. I ran harder for the hills and jump over them just in time as I felt Blackheart arrival. The rain had stopped and I waited, listening at his approaching footsteps. I don't know how he did it, but suddenly he came from behind me yanking me back hard by my hair.
I slammed my open palm into his face and he let me go. I did a full circle as I swung my arm and tried to hit his head. He caught my wrist and snapped it. I cried out in pain and bit my lip to hold back my scream as I heard a crack. He chuckled as he turned me around and bit into my neck once again. As I struggled, his fangs dug into my skin making my neck bleed more. I grew nauseous as I heard the sound of his teeth make my blood spurt into his mouth and drip down my shoulder.
This time I was scared because he drank hard and fast, unlike last time where he took his time with me. His claws dug into my shoulder as he drank, making them bleed. His hands felt icy cold on my skin and I could only hope he didn't fill the cuts and more with brimstone as he normally did. Then, without warning he tore out a chunk of my throat. All I could do was gasp and grab my wound as I fell to the ground and felt more blood easily flow out of me. I don't know why, but I tried to speak and more blood came out of my throat and some gurgled out of my mouth. He stood over me with a big smile on his demon face, his teeth covered in my blood.
I woke up screaming in fright and somebody grabbed me. He held me tightly as I squirmed to get out of his grip. I tossed and turned as he held me by the waist with one arm and held my arms down with the other. I finally stopped moving and I realized I was staring at Mephistopheles. His grip loosened once I calmed down. Now I had a bad headache and I was starting to feel sick again.
"Let me go please." I asked politely. "Let me go! I'm going to be sick I think." I snapped at him. This time he let go and I groaned mentally as I started to cough again. I shot out of bed and nearly fell because my legs felt so weak, but I held firm and managed to make it to the small sink again. I started to cough hard all over again. I tried to catch my breath but every time I did, my breath got caught in my throat and I coughed harder. My back was starting to hurt because I was hacking up lots of blood, making my throat sticky and uncomfortable. When the attack finally stopped I spit out more blood that was stuck in my throat. I slumped down against the cabinet and I looked at him again.
"It's almost over." He said quietly to me. I didn't know whether to hate him or like him. I was glad it was coming to an end but at the same time I was pissed because I just wanted this to be over. I just went neutral and accepted it. He held me face with one hand, as if to try and comfort me again and this time I was too tired to care and push his hand away. I let out a little cough because my throat was all dry now. I didn't want anything to eat or drink, partly because I didn't care and partly because I didn't want anything.
"Make it stop now." I ordered. "I'm sick and tired of coughing up blood and being sick." I wheezed. He nodded a no and this time I brushed his hand away from my face. Now I was able to determine that I was angry with him. I thought about moving back to the bed but I was stuck for the moment. I think he knew that if he tried to pick me up I would hit him again so he just sat next to me and stared at me.
I sighed as I lifted myself and he did the same. I inwardly flinched as he held for support. I tried weakly to push him off of me but he held firm. He held me close for a moment. I wanted to slap him as he lightly kissed the back of my head. I finally brushed him off of me as I stumbled back into bed. I didn't look at him as I closed my eyes and concentrated on sleep.
I've been in a good mood for a while now, so I updated two chapters. TheNextArvilLavigne thanks for the answer, I guess it's just me then. I think Wes Bently was cute as Blackheart, but I'm just not head over heels for...I guess that means less competition for you. However, I did have a creepy dream about Blackheart so I guess that could mean he either likes my story or he doesn't like my ending. I don't know, but I have the whole story written out and I hope it ends to my READERS liking. Enjoy the update and please review.