It Was Love At First Bite

-Chapter 13-

Over My Living Dead Body

My head pounded as the haze of black vanished. I pushed myself up and forced my stinging eyes open. I'm have no clue where I am. What happened? I am sitting on an unfamiliar cot in an unfamiliar cabin. The small, one room cabin is poorly lit and eerie. As of right now I am alone but I am unsure as to how long that will last...

I pushed myself up off the cot and make my way to the barred windows, all I can see are trees and falling leaves for miles with no end. Iron bars over the window and a series of locks on the door. Great. I am trapped. This could be the end. Gerard, I miss you so... will I be able to see you again- no, I shouldn't think like that. I have to remain positive. I will survive, I will get out of here and back to Gerard.

My thoughts were cut off by the wooden door swinging open and slamming shut. The figure let out a shriek and danced across the room to stop in front of me. "Oh Frankie! You are up!" The now familiar vampire sang, my stomach twisted in knots of disgust. "I was so worried that I was too rough with you! You know, 'cos sometimes I just can't control my strength. It's sad really but seeing your beautiful face up makes me so much more exuberant!" The vampire's enthusiasm was making me sick. I just want to get home, doesn't he see that?

"Bert, stop. Take me home." I demand of him but my voice shook too much and gave away my fear. He just chuckled and waggled his finger in front of him.

"Nu-uh-uh! You're not going anywhere my lovely! You are stuck with me in this here hut until I get sick of you." The older vampire smirked viciously. "you see," he turned serious on me, his features darkening dramatically, "I came to a conclusion while you were napping." Napping? He knocked me out. This guy needs a reality check. "I decided that I am NOT going to turn you over the that conniving bitch!" He spat out the last words venomously. "No, no, no. you are going to stay here and be my pet until I grow tired of you. And at that point, when I grow tired of you, I will throw you away like all the others." He smiled dangerously at me then brightened up almost immediately. "But don't worry, it may take hundred of years for that to happen!"

Somehow this just was not making me feel any better. I wonder why... Well at least my sarcasm is still intact.

He is good though, he destroyed almost all the hope left in me, thou not well enough for there is still a grain of hope left. Gerard should be back soon and he can follow the scent, I hope. Maybe the mate thing will somehow lead him to me. I don't know. All I know is there is no way I am getting out of here and I can't stay here forever. I would rather kill myself then spend any extended period of time with this murderous freak, much less a lifetime.

"Oh!" Bert spoke, once again chipper. "I brought you back some food. Eat up, you are going to need all the strength you can get," He winked at me and I shuddered. I don't even want to know what he is thinking about but I do know that it will NOT be happening! Over my living dead body!

Two weeks found me curled up on the tiny cot, my legs tucked into my chest hiding my fresh wounds as I push myself against the wall as though my force alone would push a hole through the wood. Regrettably I am only a half vampire so I have no such strength. I rested my forehead on my knees as best as I could, whining as my stomach growled painfully sending a shiver through my body. The dirty vampire had brought back food but had not taken into account that I am a vegetarian and refuse to eat any sort of animal causing me to go hungry while salivating as the smell of fresh blood wafted through the air and found its way unforgivably to my nostrils.

I lifted my head slightly to peer at the kidnaper. Vampnaper? Either way I peeked up at Bert conspicuously as to see of this whereabouts and saw him sitting at the small, plastic folding table, arms crossed tightly over his broad chest and staring at me intently. A proud smirk rose to his lips and victory gleamed in this eyes as he locked eyes with me and I slowly put my head down again, glaring the disgusting man. I hope he doesn't take that as me trying to deny my feelings for him. Yepp that's what it is, shit. How daft can one guy be?

The sound of the chair scraping back along the floor jolted my head up and had my body stiffening. I had hardly seconds before Bert was sitting next to my tucked away legs and swirling his fingers on my knee as though to sooth me. He leaned into me and purred, "Frankie baby, when are you going to let it go and just stop resisting your urges. It's not healthy you know, we need to... release," he smirked at me with what I can only imagine as seductively, "themselves in order to function."

I pulled closer to myself and further away from the greasy man. I wanted to scream at him. Tell him to leave me alone. Demand that he take me back to Gerard. Cry for all the simple things I am missing like Mikey's content grin that was always so relaxed that every time I saw it I felt as though a wave washed over me and took all my troubles away. I miss Gerard's tight hold around me as I snuggled into his chest just breathing in his angelic scent and feeling his warm breath on my ear. I miss the normal, almost mundane Bob as he kept our chaotic group of friends in check. I miss Ray's crazy hair, his effeminate voice and epic tales of being the 'Mastermind'. I miss Gerard. All my thoughts are of him, I can almost feel his warm breath on my ear as he tells me not to worry.

My eyes snap open and Bert is whispering into my ear as to how he has been patient but that has worn thin. "Don't worry dear, I will be good to you. you don't need to worry. This time will be just about discovering your body," his eyes smoldered and I looked away searching for a way out, "As time goes by I will take you any way you want but first I must prepare you for that abuse." He grinned wickedly at me and attempted to crawl over me but I shot up, accidentally knocking him in the jaw with my shoulder. I made it to the other corner of the room, pressing my back to it fearfully and looking to the bed where Bert sat rubbing his jaw as waves of contempt rolled off him.

Bert stood, growling as his faced contorted furiously. "Oh deary," he snarled at me, "Must we fight like this?" he's mocking me as he takes slow, measured steps forward. "You will burn in hell they say so why don't you live it up now? If you don't I will see to it that you do burn. So what do ya say? I'll be your loaded gun." He smirked and chuckled to himself darkly.

A lump rose in my throat painfully and chocked me. I wanted to curl over on myself and just left sobs wreck my body but I was paralyzed. Too scared to move, too scared to make a sound, with the exception of the small whimpers that I was unable to hold back. I wanna drink, I want this feeling washed down. Ha. Of all the things to wish for. Clawing at the wall behind me I sniffle watching the crazed vampire with a look familiar to a cornered animal feeling it's demise coming.

Bert takes a step forward slowly and I shut my eyes. With each step he takes I strip away more of myself, closing down. I feel his warm breath washing over my neck once more and emptiness fills me.

Fingers brush my cheek and I flinch back from the unexpected touch. Part of me wants to rise back up but I push it down once more. Empty.

Yeah, you thought I was dead.
But I'm not.
I just don't have a computer.
And there is no plan on getting me a computer.
So are the woes of living with selfish buttfaces.
I am stealing a computer right now.
That makes me evil.
So that means you should probably review.
Or evil things will happen to you :D

.Love.