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Chapter Five

When I pulled away from the gas station, a hand shot out and touch my shoulder. I let out a scream, almost swerving into some trees.

"Get the fuck off me!" I regained control of the car, moving onto the shoulder of the road. "How the fuck did you get into my car?"

"Please, just stop!" he shouted over the engine. "Please!" I stopped the engine and got out of the car.

"You have two minutes," I stated as he walked over to me.

"Have you been having headaches lately?" he asked.

What did that have to do with anything? "Where are you going with this?"

"Just answer the question." I rolled my eyes. This guy was seriously getting on my nerves. I just wanted to leave.

"No."

"But, you have been getting those blinding attacks where you feel your body burning like an inferno?" I perked up. Where was he getting at with this?

"Yes…"

"Okay, good. We still have time." He looked relieved. What the fuck is up with him?

"Time for what?" I asked. He looked around my face then settled on my eyes.

"Can you bring me home?" His voice was melodic, soothing almost. I was instantly dazed, if it were possible, his eyes grew bluer.

I automatically answered yes. An enormous pressure surrounded me, I felt like my body was no longer mine to control, yet I was still aware of everything. We entered the car, and I drove while he gave the directions, but after that, the car ride was silent.

Shit! He is going to rape and kill me!

It was late in the night when we ended up in a desert in Arizona. He told me to stop and looked at me.

"I'm sorry." He stated simply as he stared straight ahead. Although I had no control over my body, I started getting scared. I knew it. He was going to kill me. I tried to beg for my life, but the words wouldn't come out.

The pressure that surrounded me let up, and I felt like I could speak, which was a great relief, but then I remembered that I had a killer in my car, and I panicked.

"What did you do to me? Where the hell am I?" He shushed me.

"Stay calm," he started.

"Stay fucking calm?! You practically kidnapped me and brought me to the middle of nowhere!" I yelled.

"I didn't kidnap you. All I asked you to do is bring me home."

"Yeah, so you can rape and bury me in the desert." He rolled his eyes and got out of the car.

"Hey!" I got out and went after him. A logical person would've just put the car in reverse as soon as he walked out, but as you can see, I'm not. Also, I don't think I'd know the way back to the highway.

"Just. Shut. Up." He put his hand up.

Well, that shut me up, but only for a moment.

"What do you want from me?"

"You mean to tell me that you truly don't know what you are?" he turned to look at me with eyes burning.

"Why do you keep asking that? What are you talking about?"

He turned back around and walked a few paces away from where the car was, toward a massive red rock that I didn't notice was there. He garnered a handful of sand in both hands and fisted them, bringing both fists up to his chest. He started murmuring in a language that didn't sound like it belonged in this world. I was terrified.

He let the sand from his hand go, but it didn't dissipate into the air nor fall to the ground. Instead, it spun in the air, gathering more sand. James didn't stop murmuring. He got on his knees and dug his hand in the sand, as he slowly got up with his hands raised. An enormous wall of sand shot up from the ground. It came up at least sixty feet.

I quickly moved back. I was scared out of my fucking mind.

Sand and the winds that came with it flew everywhere. I covered my face as they came flying at me. Suddenly the wind died down, but the wall of sand was still standing. James spread his hand out and did a downward movement. A loud sound of booming thunder came from that direction. Everything happened so fast. The massive wall of sand went down, and a large reflective glass house came to view. Everything came to a standstill, and James was once again quiet.

He turned and looked at me. "Welcome to my home." He walked up towards the door.

"What just happened?" I asked myself out loud. "What are you?" I said louder.

"I, my dear, am just James Whitlock." He turned back again. "Well, I asked you to bring me home…so as you can see, I wasn't lying." I rolled my eyes. "Would you like to come in? My wife will explain it all to you." He gestured toward the house.

"I still don't fucking believe you." I crossed my arms against my chest. Suddenly, a flash of red hair came running out of the house and into James' arms. They were hugging and making out like they haven't seen each other in years.

"Bella, I'd like you to meet my wife, Victoria." When they finally pulled away, his wife gathered me in a hug. I didn't move. I do not trust them. After a few moments, Victoria stepped back. She was stunning. Victoria had long, curly, fiery red hair, and her eyes were a light forest green color that matched her pale complex. She was wearing a simple white shirt and khaki shorts.

"It's nice to meet you, Bella." Her smile was blinding. "Why don't you come in?" I nodded my head, and she pulled me towards the house.

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