A/N: Life sucks you know? My teachers are piling on the homework and then
were doing all this crap with NWEA 's. I twisted my right ankle out too!
(The one I didn't break.) It hurts so bloody much. Not to mention getting
your glasses realigned isn't fun. Afore said basketball screwed up my lappy
toppy as well. I'm gone kill the bloody idiot as soon as I don't have so
much to do. I am overwhelmed!
Disclaimer: The line 'No, no A thousand times no.' belongs to Anne Rice. I own all the things that you don't recognize from any of Amelia Atwater- Rhodes work. This of course includes the plot. Anything you do recognize belongs to afore said nineteen year old Amelia Atwater-Rhodes.
I woke to the sensation of being watched. I opened my eyes the tiniest fraction so that I peered out through the latticework that my eye lashes created. I could just make out the shape of a person leaning against the wall.
"Good you're awake." I heard Taber's voice say as he stepped way from the wall. My eyes flew open and I looked up at him anger flashing in my eyes.
"How could you tell any way?" I said in a grumpy tone of voice as I stumbled out of bed towards the bathroom.
"You opened your eyes."
"Not enough for even you to tell." I told him as I walked on towards the bathroom one hand on the wall so I wouldn't fall.
"And you would know." He said laughing slightly. "Besides your thought patterns stopped drifting like they do when you're asleep and started moving in uniformed patterns again."
"Is that just a fancy way of saying you read my mind?" I asked. I turned on the coldwater tap and splashed water on my face. I looked up at my reflection. My face was dripping water and my eyes were flashing.
"No. There's a difference." He said. I reached up with a damp hand and pulled my collar to the side to reveal a black and blue bruise.
"I hate you." I said bitterly turning to face him and see what effect my words had. His usually cool demeanor and arrogant façade slipped for a second. I pushed past him and started to pull out fresh clothes from my closet. "Out." I said turning and pointing at the door to the bathroom. As soon as he was out of the bathroom I locked the door though I had my doubts that it would keep him out if he really wanted to come in. I showered and dressed as quickly as I could dumping my dirty clothes in the hamper. I pulled the bathroom door open only to be confronted by an incredibly emotionless looking Taber. I made a move to go past him but he gripped each side of the doorframe with his hands. I stepped back and crossed my arms over my chest. "What?" When he said nothing I spoke again: "I do have to go to school you know." I said impatient.
"You lied." He stated.
"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows. "I do have to go to school it would be horrible if I didn't show up on my second day."
"You said you hate me. You lied."
"No."
"Yes." I knew how he knew. He'd read my mind. As I stood silent I felt him probing my mind again and with all my will I tried to fight back, to push him out. He looked mildly surprised for a moment but then he looked away distracted. He promptly disappeared leaving me with one last thought that he thrust through my mind barriers like one pokes a finger through wet toilet paper. I'll talk to you later my Angel. I made it through the day by keeping my mind off my troubles and on other things; my classes avoiding Dragon. Only when I got out of my car at a little café on my way to Taber's house for a coffee did I snap out of it. I went in side and ordered a mocha latté to go.
"Will that be all?" A bored-looking girl a few years older than me asked.
"Yes."
"That'll be two dollars and seventy-eight cents." I gave her three ones and dropped my change in a thing for charity. I took my coffee and walked away as she said. "Have a nice day." And popped her gum again. I went back out to my car and got in and nearly jumped when I saw Taber sitting in the passengers seat my stuff carelessly heaped in the back.
"There's a fine line between love and hate." He said. I took a big gulp of my coffee even though it burned a path down my throat and sat like lava in my stomach. I winced at the pain and took another drink hoping my head would clear quickly because of the caffeine. He laughed as he leaned the seat back and propped his combat booted feet on the dash
"What's so funny?" I asked calmly taking another drink.
"If caffeine does anything for you at all it psychosomatic because my blood neutralizes the caffeine." I sighed.
"I suppose that means I can't get drunk?" He seemed to find this funny because his mouth spread into a broad grin exposing his fangs.
"You can get drunk you'll just become sober a lot faster than the average human..." He trailed off gazing at me as though I was a very fine piece of artwork to be studied and puzzled out.
"You know," I said into the silence. "You could almost pass as human." He seemed amused for a moment but then his eyes seemed to darken and his expression changed every so slightly. ¥Don't ever say that I could be human. Don't suggest it. I can not be human. You must understand this.¥
"Ha! Why shouldn't I? I've no reason not to." I said aloud though what I said silently would wound him more. ‡ It's not like you'd hurt me if I did, Taber.‡ He clamped his hand around my wrists and yanked me across the car so I was sitting in his lap. He bent his head and whispered against my neck.
"You think I have complete control over the part of me which is not human? That I do not kill each day to sate my hunger? That I would not take your blood from you, your very life if I so whished?" He kissed my neck opening his lips and drawing little circles with his tongue. "I've tasted your blood." He murmured. "It's torture for me to be so near to you. Yet I endure it. Why is that?" He asked. I was so enthralled in his words I did not struggled did not think until he questioned me.
"I wouldn't know." I said swallowing convulsively.
"Because the human part of me has a mind wicked enough to torture and the animal part of me is guiltless enough to enjoy it and to kill." I swallowed again. I was beginning to breath harder out of fear.
"You-you w-wouldn't kill me?" I said my stuttering making my statement seem more of a question.
"Can you be so sure?" He asked pressing his fangs into my neck but not breaking the skin.
"You love me." I said managing to control my fear and not stutter. I heard him laughing inside my head. Once again I tried to push him out as I had earlier but he pushed back and I relented unable to fight. ¥Is this love?¥ He asked cruelly driving his fangs deep into my neck making me gasp out in pain. "No." I croaked out but it hurt so much I resorted to forming the thoughts in my mind where he would pick them out as readily as he would put his own thoughts into my head. ‡No, No. A thousand times, no.‡ ¥How's this then?¥ He asked and I felt myself slipping...slipping. I floated in a sun warmed pool and fragrant blossoms floated around me scenting the air. I was jerked suddenly back into reality. ¥Well?¥ My woozy mind tried hard to wrap itself around what had happened but failed. ‡What? What did you do to me?‡ ¥I sent your mind elsewhere...That's what I do to my victims so they don't feel the blood flowing out of them while they die.¥ ‡I'm not one of your victims. I will not die, you would not kill me.‡ ¥Your sure? Sure that I wouldn't kill you?¥ ‡Yes‡ ¥Good-Bye Angel. I'll miss you.¥ I did not fight him. I knew it was futile. That he would over-power me. He forced my mind back to floating in the pool full of flowers. I relaxed into this nightmare hiding in the guise of Heaven.
A/N: I killed off the main character! Why? I hurt. I have too much to do and the reviews that usually help me get this written and out to you are barely trickling in and not enough. You know what they say; when your stuck between a rock and a hard place something has got to give! Today this story is going. I'm really, really sorry about all of this I am! I swear, but I just can't do it any more. So much work with no reward! If there are any reasons you can think of that will get me to save Angel and continue this story do tell I'd love to hear them if not oh well it's a tragic end to a good story. Review or Flame! I love you all and good-bye! (-^_^-)
Disclaimer: The line 'No, no A thousand times no.' belongs to Anne Rice. I own all the things that you don't recognize from any of Amelia Atwater- Rhodes work. This of course includes the plot. Anything you do recognize belongs to afore said nineteen year old Amelia Atwater-Rhodes.
I woke to the sensation of being watched. I opened my eyes the tiniest fraction so that I peered out through the latticework that my eye lashes created. I could just make out the shape of a person leaning against the wall.
"Good you're awake." I heard Taber's voice say as he stepped way from the wall. My eyes flew open and I looked up at him anger flashing in my eyes.
"How could you tell any way?" I said in a grumpy tone of voice as I stumbled out of bed towards the bathroom.
"You opened your eyes."
"Not enough for even you to tell." I told him as I walked on towards the bathroom one hand on the wall so I wouldn't fall.
"And you would know." He said laughing slightly. "Besides your thought patterns stopped drifting like they do when you're asleep and started moving in uniformed patterns again."
"Is that just a fancy way of saying you read my mind?" I asked. I turned on the coldwater tap and splashed water on my face. I looked up at my reflection. My face was dripping water and my eyes were flashing.
"No. There's a difference." He said. I reached up with a damp hand and pulled my collar to the side to reveal a black and blue bruise.
"I hate you." I said bitterly turning to face him and see what effect my words had. His usually cool demeanor and arrogant façade slipped for a second. I pushed past him and started to pull out fresh clothes from my closet. "Out." I said turning and pointing at the door to the bathroom. As soon as he was out of the bathroom I locked the door though I had my doubts that it would keep him out if he really wanted to come in. I showered and dressed as quickly as I could dumping my dirty clothes in the hamper. I pulled the bathroom door open only to be confronted by an incredibly emotionless looking Taber. I made a move to go past him but he gripped each side of the doorframe with his hands. I stepped back and crossed my arms over my chest. "What?" When he said nothing I spoke again: "I do have to go to school you know." I said impatient.
"You lied." He stated.
"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows. "I do have to go to school it would be horrible if I didn't show up on my second day."
"You said you hate me. You lied."
"No."
"Yes." I knew how he knew. He'd read my mind. As I stood silent I felt him probing my mind again and with all my will I tried to fight back, to push him out. He looked mildly surprised for a moment but then he looked away distracted. He promptly disappeared leaving me with one last thought that he thrust through my mind barriers like one pokes a finger through wet toilet paper. I'll talk to you later my Angel. I made it through the day by keeping my mind off my troubles and on other things; my classes avoiding Dragon. Only when I got out of my car at a little café on my way to Taber's house for a coffee did I snap out of it. I went in side and ordered a mocha latté to go.
"Will that be all?" A bored-looking girl a few years older than me asked.
"Yes."
"That'll be two dollars and seventy-eight cents." I gave her three ones and dropped my change in a thing for charity. I took my coffee and walked away as she said. "Have a nice day." And popped her gum again. I went back out to my car and got in and nearly jumped when I saw Taber sitting in the passengers seat my stuff carelessly heaped in the back.
"There's a fine line between love and hate." He said. I took a big gulp of my coffee even though it burned a path down my throat and sat like lava in my stomach. I winced at the pain and took another drink hoping my head would clear quickly because of the caffeine. He laughed as he leaned the seat back and propped his combat booted feet on the dash
"What's so funny?" I asked calmly taking another drink.
"If caffeine does anything for you at all it psychosomatic because my blood neutralizes the caffeine." I sighed.
"I suppose that means I can't get drunk?" He seemed to find this funny because his mouth spread into a broad grin exposing his fangs.
"You can get drunk you'll just become sober a lot faster than the average human..." He trailed off gazing at me as though I was a very fine piece of artwork to be studied and puzzled out.
"You know," I said into the silence. "You could almost pass as human." He seemed amused for a moment but then his eyes seemed to darken and his expression changed every so slightly. ¥Don't ever say that I could be human. Don't suggest it. I can not be human. You must understand this.¥
"Ha! Why shouldn't I? I've no reason not to." I said aloud though what I said silently would wound him more. ‡ It's not like you'd hurt me if I did, Taber.‡ He clamped his hand around my wrists and yanked me across the car so I was sitting in his lap. He bent his head and whispered against my neck.
"You think I have complete control over the part of me which is not human? That I do not kill each day to sate my hunger? That I would not take your blood from you, your very life if I so whished?" He kissed my neck opening his lips and drawing little circles with his tongue. "I've tasted your blood." He murmured. "It's torture for me to be so near to you. Yet I endure it. Why is that?" He asked. I was so enthralled in his words I did not struggled did not think until he questioned me.
"I wouldn't know." I said swallowing convulsively.
"Because the human part of me has a mind wicked enough to torture and the animal part of me is guiltless enough to enjoy it and to kill." I swallowed again. I was beginning to breath harder out of fear.
"You-you w-wouldn't kill me?" I said my stuttering making my statement seem more of a question.
"Can you be so sure?" He asked pressing his fangs into my neck but not breaking the skin.
"You love me." I said managing to control my fear and not stutter. I heard him laughing inside my head. Once again I tried to push him out as I had earlier but he pushed back and I relented unable to fight. ¥Is this love?¥ He asked cruelly driving his fangs deep into my neck making me gasp out in pain. "No." I croaked out but it hurt so much I resorted to forming the thoughts in my mind where he would pick them out as readily as he would put his own thoughts into my head. ‡No, No. A thousand times, no.‡ ¥How's this then?¥ He asked and I felt myself slipping...slipping. I floated in a sun warmed pool and fragrant blossoms floated around me scenting the air. I was jerked suddenly back into reality. ¥Well?¥ My woozy mind tried hard to wrap itself around what had happened but failed. ‡What? What did you do to me?‡ ¥I sent your mind elsewhere...That's what I do to my victims so they don't feel the blood flowing out of them while they die.¥ ‡I'm not one of your victims. I will not die, you would not kill me.‡ ¥Your sure? Sure that I wouldn't kill you?¥ ‡Yes‡ ¥Good-Bye Angel. I'll miss you.¥ I did not fight him. I knew it was futile. That he would over-power me. He forced my mind back to floating in the pool full of flowers. I relaxed into this nightmare hiding in the guise of Heaven.
A/N: I killed off the main character! Why? I hurt. I have too much to do and the reviews that usually help me get this written and out to you are barely trickling in and not enough. You know what they say; when your stuck between a rock and a hard place something has got to give! Today this story is going. I'm really, really sorry about all of this I am! I swear, but I just can't do it any more. So much work with no reward! If there are any reasons you can think of that will get me to save Angel and continue this story do tell I'd love to hear them if not oh well it's a tragic end to a good story. Review or Flame! I love you all and good-bye! (-^_^-)