Part 10
~Where are they going?~ Janelle was beginning to wonder if she had made a mistake as she followed Erica and Dathan. She had no idea where she was and how to get back.
All there seemed to be was residential houses. And one dark creepy mansion. She watched Dathan knock briefly, the door opened, just long enough for him to get inside.
Janelle frowned. What *was* that place? She could see brief flashes of coloured lights on the inside of the basement windows. An underground club or something? Squaring her shoulders Janelle started to walk up to the door.
When a hand fell on her shoulders she turned around, almost screaming. She drew in a breath at the boy who stood behind her. He was tall, with pale skin, dressed in black from head to toe, even with long dark hair and black eyes to complete the picture.
"Did I scare you? I'm sorry." His voice was kind of high pitched for a boy.
Janelle recalled seeing him at school. He was a senior, and he knew Dathan.
"What'd you want? Who *are* you?"
"My name's Joab. What's yours?"
~What a weird name~ Janelle thought. "I'm Janelle." She watched him closely.
"What are you doing out here Janelle? This isn't a safe place for young girls."
Janelle was offended. "I can take care of myself," she snapped, folding her arms. "I'm new in town and I was just looking around." Janelle deliberately glanced over her shoulder, wondering if there was another way into the house.
"You don't want to go in that house." Joab's voice was almost hypnotic.
"Yes I do." Janelle was more curious than ever. She wanted to go in just to see why she couldn't go in. And if it was dangerous...so what? She could take care of herself.
"You're absolutely sure you want to go in?"
Janelle opened her mouth to say something - then closed it again. That was weird. What had just happened? She had been certain she was here for a reason. Only now she had forgotten it. She looked at Joab, all she could see were those black eyes surrounding her, filling her. She was drowning in them...
She blinked several times. "Uh - yeah. I want to go inside."
Joab gave her a stunning smile. He held out a hand. Janelle took it and allowed him to lead her to the house. He banged on the door. A kid from her art class answered, glaring at them. "Who are you?"
Joab sighed with impatience. "Joab Redfern. I'm Dathan's brother. Let me in, Ziggy."
Janelle frowned, trying to remember why the name 'Dathan' was stirring strange feelings inside her. She'd heard it before somewhere. Why couldn't she *remember*?
~Wait until I tell everyone I went to an underground club with a really hot senior~ she thought, vaguely smug.
Ziggy scowled at them, but moved aside and let them past. Joab muttered something insulting under his breath. He led Janelle up the stairs. Janelle was confused. Wasn't the club in the basement? They were in a private bedroom. Joab closed the curtains.
~Does he want to have sex with me or something~ Janelle thought, starting to get excited.
Joab took her hand again and led her to the bed. She sat down.
"Wait here a minute." He headed to the door.
"Where are you going?" Janelle asked, feeling her eyelids starting to droop. She was sleepy.
"I'll be back in a sec." Her last image was of Joab leaving the room before she fell into a sea of black.
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Joab didn't bother locking the door. He knew Janelle wasn't going to wake up. ~Stupid kid~ he thought as he went back downstairs. From his post at the door Ziggy glared furiously at him as he went down to the basement,
He made his way across the dance floor to the table where Dathan sat with Erica, Caleb and Ridge, and some hot Night World girls whose names he couldn't remember.
"Hey Joab!"
"Hi Joab!"
Caleb and Ridge waved at him, grinning. Joab waved back. Dathan, in the middle of the girls, smiled at him.
"You don't know what you've been missing." His smile was unpleasant. Joab noticed Erica shuddering.
~We need to talk~ he spoke to Dathan's mind. ~Not here. Upstairs.~
Dathan frowned. ~Trouble?~
Joab shrugged. ~I'm not sure.~
Dathan sighed and stood up with a heavy sigh. There were sounds of protest from the Night World girls. "*Dathan*," they whined.
"Relax," Ridge said dismissively, moving to take Dathan's place.
"Yeah, we'll take care of you," Caleb added.
"Excuse me ladies, I have some business to take care of." Dathan was always the gentleman. Joab's eyes rolled as he led Dathan to the room he'd put Janelle ion.
Dathan shrugged. "Ooh, she's scary."
Joab held his patience. "She was following you and Erica. All the way to the club."
Dathan's fingers ran over the girl's slender white throat. He started to unbutton her black blouse. Joab grabbed his hand. "No."
Dathan just looked at him. "She'll never have to know."
Joab shook his head. "No," he said again.
Dathan sighed. "Spoil sport."
Joab glared at him. Sometimes he couldn't figure out what was going through his brother's mind, or why they were even related.
"So is she a threat, do you think?"
Joab shrugged. "I'm not sure."
Dathan smiled, this time revealing his deadly gangs. He sat on the bed and lifted Janelle up. "Let's just kill her anyway. Just to be on the safe side."
He dug his teeth into the soft flesh of the girl's neck. At the smell of the blood Joab felt his own fangs stirring. He joined his brother and fed.
* * *
~Where are they going?~ Janelle was beginning to wonder if she had made a mistake as she followed Erica and Dathan. She had no idea where she was and how to get back.
All there seemed to be was residential houses. And one dark creepy mansion. She watched Dathan knock briefly, the door opened, just long enough for him to get inside.
Janelle frowned. What *was* that place? She could see brief flashes of coloured lights on the inside of the basement windows. An underground club or something? Squaring her shoulders Janelle started to walk up to the door.
When a hand fell on her shoulders she turned around, almost screaming. She drew in a breath at the boy who stood behind her. He was tall, with pale skin, dressed in black from head to toe, even with long dark hair and black eyes to complete the picture.
"Did I scare you? I'm sorry." His voice was kind of high pitched for a boy.
Janelle recalled seeing him at school. He was a senior, and he knew Dathan.
"What'd you want? Who *are* you?"
"My name's Joab. What's yours?"
~What a weird name~ Janelle thought. "I'm Janelle." She watched him closely.
"What are you doing out here Janelle? This isn't a safe place for young girls."
Janelle was offended. "I can take care of myself," she snapped, folding her arms. "I'm new in town and I was just looking around." Janelle deliberately glanced over her shoulder, wondering if there was another way into the house.
"You don't want to go in that house." Joab's voice was almost hypnotic.
"Yes I do." Janelle was more curious than ever. She wanted to go in just to see why she couldn't go in. And if it was dangerous...so what? She could take care of herself.
"You're absolutely sure you want to go in?"
Janelle opened her mouth to say something - then closed it again. That was weird. What had just happened? She had been certain she was here for a reason. Only now she had forgotten it. She looked at Joab, all she could see were those black eyes surrounding her, filling her. She was drowning in them...
She blinked several times. "Uh - yeah. I want to go inside."
Joab gave her a stunning smile. He held out a hand. Janelle took it and allowed him to lead her to the house. He banged on the door. A kid from her art class answered, glaring at them. "Who are you?"
Joab sighed with impatience. "Joab Redfern. I'm Dathan's brother. Let me in, Ziggy."
Janelle frowned, trying to remember why the name 'Dathan' was stirring strange feelings inside her. She'd heard it before somewhere. Why couldn't she *remember*?
~Wait until I tell everyone I went to an underground club with a really hot senior~ she thought, vaguely smug.
Ziggy scowled at them, but moved aside and let them past. Joab muttered something insulting under his breath. He led Janelle up the stairs. Janelle was confused. Wasn't the club in the basement? They were in a private bedroom. Joab closed the curtains.
~Does he want to have sex with me or something~ Janelle thought, starting to get excited.
Joab took her hand again and led her to the bed. She sat down.
"Wait here a minute." He headed to the door.
"Where are you going?" Janelle asked, feeling her eyelids starting to droop. She was sleepy.
"I'll be back in a sec." Her last image was of Joab leaving the room before she fell into a sea of black.
* * *
Joab didn't bother locking the door. He knew Janelle wasn't going to wake up. ~Stupid kid~ he thought as he went back downstairs. From his post at the door Ziggy glared furiously at him as he went down to the basement,
He made his way across the dance floor to the table where Dathan sat with Erica, Caleb and Ridge, and some hot Night World girls whose names he couldn't remember.
"Hey Joab!"
"Hi Joab!"
Caleb and Ridge waved at him, grinning. Joab waved back. Dathan, in the middle of the girls, smiled at him.
"You don't know what you've been missing." His smile was unpleasant. Joab noticed Erica shuddering.
~We need to talk~ he spoke to Dathan's mind. ~Not here. Upstairs.~
Dathan frowned. ~Trouble?~
Joab shrugged. ~I'm not sure.~
Dathan sighed and stood up with a heavy sigh. There were sounds of protest from the Night World girls. "*Dathan*," they whined.
"Relax," Ridge said dismissively, moving to take Dathan's place.
"Yeah, we'll take care of you," Caleb added.
"Excuse me ladies, I have some business to take care of." Dathan was always the gentleman. Joab's eyes rolled as he led Dathan to the room he'd put Janelle ion.
Dathan shrugged. "Ooh, she's scary."
Joab held his patience. "She was following you and Erica. All the way to the club."
Dathan's fingers ran over the girl's slender white throat. He started to unbutton her black blouse. Joab grabbed his hand. "No."
Dathan just looked at him. "She'll never have to know."
Joab shook his head. "No," he said again.
Dathan sighed. "Spoil sport."
Joab glared at him. Sometimes he couldn't figure out what was going through his brother's mind, or why they were even related.
"So is she a threat, do you think?"
Joab shrugged. "I'm not sure."
Dathan smiled, this time revealing his deadly gangs. He sat on the bed and lifted Janelle up. "Let's just kill her anyway. Just to be on the safe side."
He dug his teeth into the soft flesh of the girl's neck. At the smell of the blood Joab felt his own fangs stirring. He joined his brother and fed.
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