A/N: Been forever, I know, but finally here it is! Enjoy :) - Sam
Last Struggle
"Joey, please go over your friends house. I need to speak with my daughter alone." Steve said with authority. The tone of his voice implied many things. First, it implied that it was best for Joey not to argue. Second, it implied someone was in very deep shit. And third and most importantly, it implied I was the daughter in very deep shit as opposed to the baby one playing with her toy innocently.
Joey, a bit confused on just how serious Steve sounded agreed and stupidly lead Melanie, who had no idea how to react to the situation properly, out the door. It was him, Ella and I.
Alone.
I picked up Ella quickly and stood opposite of him, the coffee table in between us. It's a poor fighting technique, using an innocent child as a shield, but it was effective. Steve wasn't going to hurt his own child, he only wanted to hurt me.
"Where the fuck have you been?" He growled at me.
"A cabin." I said quietly, trying desperately not to let the fear from within be heard in my voice.
"You take my car...kidnapy my daughter...and run of to some CABIN?"
I gulped. "It wasn't planned..."
He laughed menacingly. "Of course not! Why would my ungrateful step daughter, who has been nothing but a nuissance to me, plan to run away?"
I stood my ground. "I came back, didn't I?"
Quickly and gently, he took Ella out of my arms. "Stupidly, yes you did."
It was dead silent for a moment as his words clung to the air. He turned and put Ella in the playpen, scruffing up her hair. "You have ten five seconds to run. Run outside, I'll drag you back in and make your death as painful as possible. Stay inside, I'll be nice and make it quick. Perhaps I'll have a change of heart and only punish you. Guess it all depends on where you run..."
One second I stood there and the next I was gone. Steve meant every word. Not knowing where Noah was and not wanting to harm civlians, I figured it'd be best if I stayed inside the house. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could. I wracked my brain for a hiding spot but knew it'd be pointless. The only good hiding spot in this game of hide and seek was one where I could move to another hiding spot with ease. No dead ends or corners, because then I was surely a goner.
I ran and in the bathroom. The cool thing about this bathroom was it had two doors, one to the hallway and the other to the master bedroom. I locked both and hoped and prayed that he'd come knocking from the master bedroom, because it'd give me more time to run to a new hiding spot through the hallway door. It was quiet and the only sound I could hear was my own heart, beating rapidly in my chest.
Calm...breath... I thought to myself. Stay calm and he won't find you...
If only the world truly worked like that. I heard a growling from outside the bathroom walls, but I couldn't tell which side it was coming from. Sadly, I'd have to wait until he attacked one of the doors before running out.
Each second ticked by slowly when the growling was no longer heard.
Where is Noah?
Until finally, the bedroom door started rattling as Steve attacked it in the form of a wolf. Quickly, I unlocked and opened the other door and booked it down the hallway. I was almost to the stairs when I felt his teeth go through my ankle, taking my balance along with my foot, and I fell. I tried to pull my foot from his grasp but his teeth only dug deeper and I cried out. I turned my body and kicked him in the face, but it didn't work to my benefit. Instead, it made him more angry. He pulled my leg and started dragging my down the hallway.
Then, as my savior, Noah appeared. Wolf Steve released my leg and turned to his enemy, growling louder than ever before. "Kayla, run." Noah ordered.
"I don't wanna leave you be-"
"Go. Or you'll end up like your mother."
Tears sprang to my eyes but I had no time to let them out. I turned my back as Steven and Noah began to fight. I tried to run, but my injured ankle hurt too much. It burned so badly I just wanted to sit down. I went to the closest room, which happened to be my own and sat down on the bed. I was just starting to look at it when I heard a thunk and silence.
Fear coursed through me but I looked up anyways. Steve was in my doorway, wearing boxers and nothing else, with a few cuts here and there. His eyes were dark, cold and my fear increased at the sight of him. "Noah..." I trailed, my heart breaking at what might be of him right now, in my own damn hallway.
"He's not dead. I want him alive, with his soulmate dead, just so he has a sense of how I feel and why."
Soulmate? He's my soulmate? That explains...a lot really. But wait..."So you're going to kill me..."
He didn't say anything, he walked slowly and calculated over to me, but I didn't move. Noah was unconsious and I wasn't strong enough to take down Steve. If a freakin vampire can't, what makes anything think I can. He gently touched my face, "You look just like her." He said almost...lovingly.
"Who?" I whispered.
Steve looked me in the eyes like he was seeing me for the first time. "Your mother."
He's talking. Not killing. I just have to keep him talking until...well until what? "And...she was your soulmate?"
"Yes."
I'm not sure where the anger came from, but boy, was it there, "Then why did you kill her?" I demanded, angrily. "If she was your soulmate, you were suppose to love her. Yet you fucking tore her apart like she was meat!"
He blinked, shocked for a moment, but recovered and met my anger. He gripped my neck roughly and squeezed. "I. Loved. Her."
My hands were trying to pry his off, I couldn't breathe, nevermind speak. He threw me to the ground hard and I gasped for breath. I glared at him, rubbing my neck. "I saw you kill her. That didn't look like love to me."
"It's called a crime of passion." He informed me, getting angrier by the second. He began to shake, fur starting to grow as well. "And it was innitiated because your warlock father, who is alive and well I'll have you know, decided he wanted her back."
Steve gave up control on being human and morphed into a wolf. Once again, I was paralyzed with fear at the sight of this. Only this time, instead of my mother being killed, it was me. I was in fear and awe at the scene before my, the angry wolf ready to pounce on me, his innocent step daughter, who did nothing but remind him of his forever lost wife. It was sad..and I couldn't help but wonder if my mom was truly scared of her death, or more in awe about it as I was.
I didn't see him coming but when he did, he shoved one paw through my upper chest and the other in my lower stomach. He bit of a chunk of my shoulder and I could feel death come for me. Yet, knowing it was my last possible chance to say something to this man who caused me so much grief, I said the only thing that could put my soul and possibly him at ease, "She loved you. Only you. And I forgive you for her death...and mine...because now I'm closer to seeing her again."
Then the world blacked out.
*Noah's POV*
I woke up head pounding and all I could think of is Kayla. I smelt the air and the scent of her blood was fresh in it. Dread filled every fiber of my body as I followed it and found her laying in a puddle of her own blood, Steve naked and crying at her side. "I'm so sorry, Lily...I'm so sorry..."
I'm assuming Lily was her mother.
Does he regret killing Kayla or just the part that was her mother?
I didn't care. Nothing was important if Kayla was gone. I used my speed, got behind him in a flash and snapped his neck, thus killing him. The bastard never saw it coming in the midst of his mourning. I threw the lifeless body aside and knelt beside my precious Kayla. She was paling as death was taking over, yet she looked so peaceful and angelic. I caressed her cheek and could still feel a touch of warmth.
My eyes watered and I let my tears fall as they may. Only was it at that time...that I heard it.
Thump...thump...thump...thump...
Her heartbeat was low and getting slower by the second, but it was still there. It was still circulating blood. So I did the only thing I knew to do in order to save her.
I bit her and made her one of my own.
A/N: I really do leave you guys with a lot of cliffhangers. I realize this...but hey it makes things more interesting! Loved it? Hated it? Laughed? Cried? (fyi I hope you didn't laugh I don't recall there being anything too funny in this chapter...unless you're morbid and thought the death and stuff was funny, in which case good for you!)! Anyways review! Please and thank you :) - Sam
