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My head felt like it was stuffed full of cotton. I shook my head violently dislodging the cotton, which was immediately replaced by the sensation that some one had hit me in the head with a maul hammer. No not a maul hammer it didn't hurt so much as that more like a claw hammer or perhaps...no it is just a dull ach now but it is the kind of ach that you know isn't going to go away until you take some aspirin. Aspirin, now that was a good idea. With my eyes still closed I stumbled out of bed toward my bathroom. I frowned when I didn't find a door. I opened my eyes. The wall I was leaning against was black with abstract silver swirls. That wasn't right. The ceiling was silver with black swirls as was the carpet. The chairs were silver with black trim. The bed was done up in black sheets with black pillows and a silver comforter. Where in Hell was I? No doors no windows only a vent high on the wall. It seemed as though I'd been here before. But where was I? Suddenly the pieces fell together and I remembered. I was in Taber's bedroom. I leaned my head against the wall in despair. I wasn't going to get out until he chose to get back and I had to pee. Not to mention I was wicked thirsty and I needed to eat and swallow a few aspirin. I went back over to the bed and sunk onto it. I drew in a deep breath and screamed. I listened intently but heard nothing.
"Taber!" I yelled as loudly as I could. Maybe he wasn't within hearing distance? ‡TABER!‡ I yelled in my mind and I imagined I could hear my voice and I could almost see it streaming away from me until everywhere on Earth heard. I closed my eyes. My head hurt abominably now. The pain in my head eased in the same instant that I felt the bed cave. I went from a sitting position to leaning against him.
"You called?" He asked mocking. "Quite loudly I might add."
"Yes." I sighed. His chest felt warm against my back. "Why did you lock me in here?" I asked irritated.
"You were drunk. I didn't want you to hurt yourself." He answered simply his breath ruffling my hair.
"Why in here? Why not somewhere I could get out of on my own?"
"I didn't want you to hurt yourself and I didn't have time to keep an eye on you until you fell asleep." He wrapped his arms around me and covered my delicate hands with his strong ones.
"I didn't err...I mean I don't remember...I didn't do anything- embarrassing? Did I, Taber?"
"What do you consider embarrassing?" Taber asked and I could hear the amusement coloring his voice. I groaned. I had done some thing embarrassing.
"You know what I mean."
"You attempted to do cartwheels then you did summersaults and you told me I was pretty." I pulled my hands free of his and dropped my head into them.
"Wonderful." I muttered. "I'm not going to get drunk ever again!" I declared.
"I'm disappointed. You were amusing to say the least."
"Yes and now I've got a hang over and it feels like some one hit me in the head with a maul hammer or it did, huh that's funny it hasn't hurt since you got back..."
"I was afraid of that."
"What?"
"You're sick."
"You said I couldn't get sick-"
"You're not sick from germs, Angel, you're blood-sick." I twisted around and stared at him. "You need to drink more of my blood."
"No." He seemed startled.
"No?"
"That's what I said." I snapped at him. "I'm sure you heard me quite clearly."
"I don't believe I implied that you had a choice Angel. You need to."
"I know what you said, Taber. My answer is no."
"You are trying my patience my beautiful Angel."
"I don't care. I refuse to drink your blood again."
"Angel." He warned. "Do you want to get sick?" He paused and drew in a deep breath. "I've seen it before. Whenever I'm not near you, you'll convulse, you won't be able to sleep, you'll hallucinate, and you'll have a 'fascination' for sharp pointy objects."
"Huh?"
"You'll have the irresistible urge to cut yourself and other people, you'll want to drink their blood. Do you want that to happen, Angel?"
"No. Of course not I do have a conscience."
"Then drink my blood before you get worse."
"No." He gripped my shoulders and stared into my eyes.
"Do you think I'm kidding? I'm not." Images of humans curled into little balls throwing up, images of people clutching at their heads in pain, images of people pacing and their faces looked haggard they had huge black bags under their eyes. Some one talking to the air as though it was a person. And lastly some one cutting their arm over and over with a razor and lapping up the blood. That same person attacking another with the razor cutting and cutting drinking the persons blood-
"Stop it. Stop it. Stop it! You lie. I don't believe you. Let go of me!" He released me and I jumped away from him. I retreated to a far corner and winced as suddenly the pain in my head returned two-fold. He got up gracefully and walked toward me, and the closer he got the better I felt.
"Why would I lie?" He asked calmly. "What possible modus operandi could I have for getting you to drink my blood again?" I closed my eyes against the pictures my brain was conjuring up. I saw myself and Taber holding each other kissing over and over in a thousand different ways. I turned away from him and stared at the silver swirls on the walls. A sharp sweet smell reached my nostrils I wondered what it was. Taber brought his wrist up to my face and with sickening revoltion I realized the smell was the blood slowly coming out of the cut and dripping down his arm from his slashed wrist.
"Drink." He said his voice deeper than usual and I thought I could hear a tinge of pain.
"No." I said ducking under his arm and retreating once again to the other side of the room.
"Fine." He said resigned. "Have it your way." He glanced at his wrist then up at me but I saw this out of my peripheral vision as I was watching entranced as the wound healed in a moment or two. He bent his head and lapped up the blood still on his arm to reveal, nothing not a scar not a mark just perfect pale skin.
"Are you going to let me out of here now?"
"I suppose." At my look of annoyance he sighed and beckoned. "Come here then." I crossed my arms over my chest and didn't move otherwise. "Come here please?" He tried instead.
"Why? Why can't you just turn me to ether from over there?" He smiled.
"Because I'm tired I haven't fed since yesterday and it's much easier if I touch you. Happy?"
"No." I said walking over and standing in front of him. He wrapped his hand around my wrist and I felt instantly better. I closed my eyes and opened them again expecting to be standing in my room or the kitchen but we were still standing in his room and he was gapping at me. "What's wrong?" I asked my brow creasing with worry.
"I've never seen you without your contacts before. You look like Aubrey's Jessica, like Siete."
"Riiiiight. I look like the Vampire Lord isn't that wonderful?" I asked sarcastically. "Can we get out of here now?"
"Huh?" He asked shaking his head as if to clear his mind. "Oh, yes of course." A moment later he let go of my wrist. "I have to go and err- I have to go. See you later." He smirked. "That is if you're conscious later." With that he disappeared and I felt my headache begin again. I walked into my bathroom and switched on the light. I swallowed three aspirin and shed my clothes. I took a shower and when I was done dressed and walked down to the kitchen. The sight that greeted me was not pretty. Risika was sitting on the table and issuing orders to Taber's servants. I went over to the 'fridge and took out a soda. I pulled a chair out from the table and sat down. I popped the top of my soda and took a long drink.
"Why are you here?" I asked Risika. She looked around and when her gaze finally rested on me she smiled.
"Hello little pet."
"I'm not a pet!" I informed her angrily.
"Right."
"I'm not." I said narrowing my eyes at her. "Anyway I asked you a question."
"Where is Taber?"
"I asked first. Why are you here?"
"I was looking for Taber."
"He's not here so you can leave and stop terrorizing his servants."
"Oh, but it's fun. Did you know you look like Siete with out your contacts in?"
"I'd been told that. I thought you'd never seen Siete?"
"I've seen images of him but, no I've never seen him in person." She smiled at the irony of her statement.
"Are you going now?"
"No I think I'll just wait here for Taber." At my shocked expression she grinned and stood up on the table much to the disgust of many of the servants present. "You should take Taber's advice if you know what's good for you little pet." Risika said before turning to ether. I squeezed my eyes shut, now that I didn't have Risika distracting me the smells of food coming from all around me made me want to puke. I opened my eyes and stood up but nearly fell back into my chair because I'd stood up to fast which aggravated my headache even more. One of Taber's servants came rushing over.
"Are you sick Lady Angel? Do you need some help?" She asked but didn't bother to let me answer instead she put my arm around her shoulders and told me to lean against her. She chattered on that I shouldn't have gotten up from bed in such a state. She ordered some one I couldn't see to make me soup and bring it upstairs to my room. The trip to my room was a blur because of my headache and the next thing I knew I was propped up with pillows behind me wearing my nightgown and there was some one knocking at the door.
"Come in." I managed though projecting my voice was a hassle I wasn't prepared to deal with again anytime soon. To my surprise and delight it was Andrea who came in and not one of the others. She had a funny kind of tray that has legs that click into place and make a lap table. I picked up the spoon and started eating the bland soup.
"What did he do to you?" Andrea asked in a voice augment to be quieter than usual.
"Nothing." I muttered and ate some more of my soup. Andrea gave me a calculating look and took my hand causing me to look at her.
"Did he rape you, Angel?" She asked boldly looking in my eye.
"No." I said truthfully.
"What then? Why won't you tell me?"
"He didn't do anything!" I said annoyed. "I'm blood-sick ok?"
"You're what?"
"He told me I needed to drink more of his blood," I shuddered. "And I refused." I paused and took a deep breath. "He's right of course. I'm just as miserable as he said I'd be but I'm afraid if I agree he'll 'accidentally' Change me."
"Change you?"
"Into a Vampire." I took a shaky breath. "I'm so scared. If I don't risk it I'll probably die. If I do I might die anyway..." I trailed off. "You should probably go my headache is getting worse and I'm going to sleep now." Once she left I lay back and tried to sleep.
Later...
As of yet my plan to sleep off my headache had failed miserably. I couldn't sleep and Taber had been gone for hours. He could be worlds away or he could be down the block and I wouldn't know. I sat with my arms wrapped tightly around my knees rocking back and forth. There was a slight stirring of air and I felt some of the pain and nausea seep away. I whipped my head around and fairly jumped up when I saw Taber. I rushed over to him the pain in my head and my nausea lessoning with every step. I threw my arms around his neck and stood up on tiptoe to kiss him but he turned his head away. He pushed me away from him and I stumbled backward until I regained my balance.
"Don't." He said in an unusually deep gruff voice. "You don't know what you're doing so just-don't."
"What? You're not making any sense, Taber."
"It's going to kill me not to touch you or kiss you back but I can't- I can't it wouldn't be right." He shook his head. "Not until you're not blood-sick any more."
"I don't get it." I said in a small voice.
"One of the side effects of being blood-sick is that you're going to want to touch me-kiss me a lot and I can't." He said neutrally. "I'd be taking advantage of you." He swallowed. "And I can't do that."
"How did I get blood-sick, Taber?" He motioned me to sit down again. I sat on my bed and watched as he sat down in my recliner.
"I'm not sure how blood-bonded humans get blood-sick. In you case though I'm guessing it has something to do with the fact that," He cleared his throat. "That I drank you blood. What I mean is that the blood that keeps you as you are, frozen in time, my blood, when I drank your blood I drained out most of your blood. Now in a normal human this would give them something like the flu but because you're blood-bonded to me your body made more human blood to keep you alive but the Vampire blood I gave you wouldn't be able to make more of itself the only way your body could get more is directly from the source. From me. My blood that runs through your veins does it's job keeps you sixteen forever but when you had that wine your Vampire blood tried to neutralize it but there isn't really very much of my blood left in you so...You got blood-sick."
"So," I said slowly. "It's kind of like an extra immune system and when it gets over taxed I get sick?" He though about it for a minute before answering.
"Yes. How do you feel? Or rather how did you feel before I came back?"
"Just like you said I would."
"You believe me now." He said with a smile of triumph on his face.
"Where were you all day?"
"My business is my own. And you're avoiding what I asked you."
"So are you."
"Angel. You look horrible you feel horrible and you've been sick all day. When pray tell are you going to take my advice?"
"I'm not. I'm not drinking your blood again Taber."
"You'll die if you don't." I didn't answer him. I turned my head away and blinked the tears out of my eyes. "I know why you're afraid." He said softly.
"You have no idea why I am afraid Taber."
"You've forgotten I can read your thoughts as easily as my own. I know you're afraid I'll turn you into a Vampire. I give you my word I won't turn you into a vampire unless it's what you want. Just let me help you."
"That's not it Taber. I'm-afraid of..." The words wouldn't come out of my mouth. "I'm afraid that if-if I become a Vampire I won't be able to remember who killed them."
"Who are they?" He queried confusion etched on his face.
"My family. I'll never have my revenge on him if I can't remember."
"Are you going to drink my blood or not?" He asked wearily. "I'm going to sleep if you're not."
"Not today. Tomorrow." He stood as if to leave. "Won't you stay?" I asked unhappy that he was leaving. He cocked his head to the side studying me.
"I'll stay." He sat on the edge of my bed and pulled off his boots. He unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it on the floor leaving him wearing only his usual soft black pants and his necklace. I studied the necklace it had fifteen silver beads on it. There were letters inscribed on the beads but they didn't make a word as they spelled out sanguine a letter that was turned the wrong way for me to see then necare. He slid under the covers and wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and snuggled against him.
A/N: I am going to resort back to threats now rather than trusting you people to review by merit. IF I don't get some bloody reviews there will be no new chapters until school ends for the summer! Review or Flame! (--)
Disclaimer: The stuff that you recognize? Yeah, that's not mine...the rest of it is though.
My head felt like it was stuffed full of cotton. I shook my head violently dislodging the cotton, which was immediately replaced by the sensation that some one had hit me in the head with a maul hammer. No not a maul hammer it didn't hurt so much as that more like a claw hammer or perhaps...no it is just a dull ach now but it is the kind of ach that you know isn't going to go away until you take some aspirin. Aspirin, now that was a good idea. With my eyes still closed I stumbled out of bed toward my bathroom. I frowned when I didn't find a door. I opened my eyes. The wall I was leaning against was black with abstract silver swirls. That wasn't right. The ceiling was silver with black swirls as was the carpet. The chairs were silver with black trim. The bed was done up in black sheets with black pillows and a silver comforter. Where in Hell was I? No doors no windows only a vent high on the wall. It seemed as though I'd been here before. But where was I? Suddenly the pieces fell together and I remembered. I was in Taber's bedroom. I leaned my head against the wall in despair. I wasn't going to get out until he chose to get back and I had to pee. Not to mention I was wicked thirsty and I needed to eat and swallow a few aspirin. I went back over to the bed and sunk onto it. I drew in a deep breath and screamed. I listened intently but heard nothing.
"Taber!" I yelled as loudly as I could. Maybe he wasn't within hearing distance? ‡TABER!‡ I yelled in my mind and I imagined I could hear my voice and I could almost see it streaming away from me until everywhere on Earth heard. I closed my eyes. My head hurt abominably now. The pain in my head eased in the same instant that I felt the bed cave. I went from a sitting position to leaning against him.
"You called?" He asked mocking. "Quite loudly I might add."
"Yes." I sighed. His chest felt warm against my back. "Why did you lock me in here?" I asked irritated.
"You were drunk. I didn't want you to hurt yourself." He answered simply his breath ruffling my hair.
"Why in here? Why not somewhere I could get out of on my own?"
"I didn't want you to hurt yourself and I didn't have time to keep an eye on you until you fell asleep." He wrapped his arms around me and covered my delicate hands with his strong ones.
"I didn't err...I mean I don't remember...I didn't do anything- embarrassing? Did I, Taber?"
"What do you consider embarrassing?" Taber asked and I could hear the amusement coloring his voice. I groaned. I had done some thing embarrassing.
"You know what I mean."
"You attempted to do cartwheels then you did summersaults and you told me I was pretty." I pulled my hands free of his and dropped my head into them.
"Wonderful." I muttered. "I'm not going to get drunk ever again!" I declared.
"I'm disappointed. You were amusing to say the least."
"Yes and now I've got a hang over and it feels like some one hit me in the head with a maul hammer or it did, huh that's funny it hasn't hurt since you got back..."
"I was afraid of that."
"What?"
"You're sick."
"You said I couldn't get sick-"
"You're not sick from germs, Angel, you're blood-sick." I twisted around and stared at him. "You need to drink more of my blood."
"No." He seemed startled.
"No?"
"That's what I said." I snapped at him. "I'm sure you heard me quite clearly."
"I don't believe I implied that you had a choice Angel. You need to."
"I know what you said, Taber. My answer is no."
"You are trying my patience my beautiful Angel."
"I don't care. I refuse to drink your blood again."
"Angel." He warned. "Do you want to get sick?" He paused and drew in a deep breath. "I've seen it before. Whenever I'm not near you, you'll convulse, you won't be able to sleep, you'll hallucinate, and you'll have a 'fascination' for sharp pointy objects."
"Huh?"
"You'll have the irresistible urge to cut yourself and other people, you'll want to drink their blood. Do you want that to happen, Angel?"
"No. Of course not I do have a conscience."
"Then drink my blood before you get worse."
"No." He gripped my shoulders and stared into my eyes.
"Do you think I'm kidding? I'm not." Images of humans curled into little balls throwing up, images of people clutching at their heads in pain, images of people pacing and their faces looked haggard they had huge black bags under their eyes. Some one talking to the air as though it was a person. And lastly some one cutting their arm over and over with a razor and lapping up the blood. That same person attacking another with the razor cutting and cutting drinking the persons blood-
"Stop it. Stop it. Stop it! You lie. I don't believe you. Let go of me!" He released me and I jumped away from him. I retreated to a far corner and winced as suddenly the pain in my head returned two-fold. He got up gracefully and walked toward me, and the closer he got the better I felt.
"Why would I lie?" He asked calmly. "What possible modus operandi could I have for getting you to drink my blood again?" I closed my eyes against the pictures my brain was conjuring up. I saw myself and Taber holding each other kissing over and over in a thousand different ways. I turned away from him and stared at the silver swirls on the walls. A sharp sweet smell reached my nostrils I wondered what it was. Taber brought his wrist up to my face and with sickening revoltion I realized the smell was the blood slowly coming out of the cut and dripping down his arm from his slashed wrist.
"Drink." He said his voice deeper than usual and I thought I could hear a tinge of pain.
"No." I said ducking under his arm and retreating once again to the other side of the room.
"Fine." He said resigned. "Have it your way." He glanced at his wrist then up at me but I saw this out of my peripheral vision as I was watching entranced as the wound healed in a moment or two. He bent his head and lapped up the blood still on his arm to reveal, nothing not a scar not a mark just perfect pale skin.
"Are you going to let me out of here now?"
"I suppose." At my look of annoyance he sighed and beckoned. "Come here then." I crossed my arms over my chest and didn't move otherwise. "Come here please?" He tried instead.
"Why? Why can't you just turn me to ether from over there?" He smiled.
"Because I'm tired I haven't fed since yesterday and it's much easier if I touch you. Happy?"
"No." I said walking over and standing in front of him. He wrapped his hand around my wrist and I felt instantly better. I closed my eyes and opened them again expecting to be standing in my room or the kitchen but we were still standing in his room and he was gapping at me. "What's wrong?" I asked my brow creasing with worry.
"I've never seen you without your contacts before. You look like Aubrey's Jessica, like Siete."
"Riiiiight. I look like the Vampire Lord isn't that wonderful?" I asked sarcastically. "Can we get out of here now?"
"Huh?" He asked shaking his head as if to clear his mind. "Oh, yes of course." A moment later he let go of my wrist. "I have to go and err- I have to go. See you later." He smirked. "That is if you're conscious later." With that he disappeared and I felt my headache begin again. I walked into my bathroom and switched on the light. I swallowed three aspirin and shed my clothes. I took a shower and when I was done dressed and walked down to the kitchen. The sight that greeted me was not pretty. Risika was sitting on the table and issuing orders to Taber's servants. I went over to the 'fridge and took out a soda. I pulled a chair out from the table and sat down. I popped the top of my soda and took a long drink.
"Why are you here?" I asked Risika. She looked around and when her gaze finally rested on me she smiled.
"Hello little pet."
"I'm not a pet!" I informed her angrily.
"Right."
"I'm not." I said narrowing my eyes at her. "Anyway I asked you a question."
"Where is Taber?"
"I asked first. Why are you here?"
"I was looking for Taber."
"He's not here so you can leave and stop terrorizing his servants."
"Oh, but it's fun. Did you know you look like Siete with out your contacts in?"
"I'd been told that. I thought you'd never seen Siete?"
"I've seen images of him but, no I've never seen him in person." She smiled at the irony of her statement.
"Are you going now?"
"No I think I'll just wait here for Taber." At my shocked expression she grinned and stood up on the table much to the disgust of many of the servants present. "You should take Taber's advice if you know what's good for you little pet." Risika said before turning to ether. I squeezed my eyes shut, now that I didn't have Risika distracting me the smells of food coming from all around me made me want to puke. I opened my eyes and stood up but nearly fell back into my chair because I'd stood up to fast which aggravated my headache even more. One of Taber's servants came rushing over.
"Are you sick Lady Angel? Do you need some help?" She asked but didn't bother to let me answer instead she put my arm around her shoulders and told me to lean against her. She chattered on that I shouldn't have gotten up from bed in such a state. She ordered some one I couldn't see to make me soup and bring it upstairs to my room. The trip to my room was a blur because of my headache and the next thing I knew I was propped up with pillows behind me wearing my nightgown and there was some one knocking at the door.
"Come in." I managed though projecting my voice was a hassle I wasn't prepared to deal with again anytime soon. To my surprise and delight it was Andrea who came in and not one of the others. She had a funny kind of tray that has legs that click into place and make a lap table. I picked up the spoon and started eating the bland soup.
"What did he do to you?" Andrea asked in a voice augment to be quieter than usual.
"Nothing." I muttered and ate some more of my soup. Andrea gave me a calculating look and took my hand causing me to look at her.
"Did he rape you, Angel?" She asked boldly looking in my eye.
"No." I said truthfully.
"What then? Why won't you tell me?"
"He didn't do anything!" I said annoyed. "I'm blood-sick ok?"
"You're what?"
"He told me I needed to drink more of his blood," I shuddered. "And I refused." I paused and took a deep breath. "He's right of course. I'm just as miserable as he said I'd be but I'm afraid if I agree he'll 'accidentally' Change me."
"Change you?"
"Into a Vampire." I took a shaky breath. "I'm so scared. If I don't risk it I'll probably die. If I do I might die anyway..." I trailed off. "You should probably go my headache is getting worse and I'm going to sleep now." Once she left I lay back and tried to sleep.
Later...
As of yet my plan to sleep off my headache had failed miserably. I couldn't sleep and Taber had been gone for hours. He could be worlds away or he could be down the block and I wouldn't know. I sat with my arms wrapped tightly around my knees rocking back and forth. There was a slight stirring of air and I felt some of the pain and nausea seep away. I whipped my head around and fairly jumped up when I saw Taber. I rushed over to him the pain in my head and my nausea lessoning with every step. I threw my arms around his neck and stood up on tiptoe to kiss him but he turned his head away. He pushed me away from him and I stumbled backward until I regained my balance.
"Don't." He said in an unusually deep gruff voice. "You don't know what you're doing so just-don't."
"What? You're not making any sense, Taber."
"It's going to kill me not to touch you or kiss you back but I can't- I can't it wouldn't be right." He shook his head. "Not until you're not blood-sick any more."
"I don't get it." I said in a small voice.
"One of the side effects of being blood-sick is that you're going to want to touch me-kiss me a lot and I can't." He said neutrally. "I'd be taking advantage of you." He swallowed. "And I can't do that."
"How did I get blood-sick, Taber?" He motioned me to sit down again. I sat on my bed and watched as he sat down in my recliner.
"I'm not sure how blood-bonded humans get blood-sick. In you case though I'm guessing it has something to do with the fact that," He cleared his throat. "That I drank you blood. What I mean is that the blood that keeps you as you are, frozen in time, my blood, when I drank your blood I drained out most of your blood. Now in a normal human this would give them something like the flu but because you're blood-bonded to me your body made more human blood to keep you alive but the Vampire blood I gave you wouldn't be able to make more of itself the only way your body could get more is directly from the source. From me. My blood that runs through your veins does it's job keeps you sixteen forever but when you had that wine your Vampire blood tried to neutralize it but there isn't really very much of my blood left in you so...You got blood-sick."
"So," I said slowly. "It's kind of like an extra immune system and when it gets over taxed I get sick?" He though about it for a minute before answering.
"Yes. How do you feel? Or rather how did you feel before I came back?"
"Just like you said I would."
"You believe me now." He said with a smile of triumph on his face.
"Where were you all day?"
"My business is my own. And you're avoiding what I asked you."
"So are you."
"Angel. You look horrible you feel horrible and you've been sick all day. When pray tell are you going to take my advice?"
"I'm not. I'm not drinking your blood again Taber."
"You'll die if you don't." I didn't answer him. I turned my head away and blinked the tears out of my eyes. "I know why you're afraid." He said softly.
"You have no idea why I am afraid Taber."
"You've forgotten I can read your thoughts as easily as my own. I know you're afraid I'll turn you into a Vampire. I give you my word I won't turn you into a vampire unless it's what you want. Just let me help you."
"That's not it Taber. I'm-afraid of..." The words wouldn't come out of my mouth. "I'm afraid that if-if I become a Vampire I won't be able to remember who killed them."
"Who are they?" He queried confusion etched on his face.
"My family. I'll never have my revenge on him if I can't remember."
"Are you going to drink my blood or not?" He asked wearily. "I'm going to sleep if you're not."
"Not today. Tomorrow." He stood as if to leave. "Won't you stay?" I asked unhappy that he was leaving. He cocked his head to the side studying me.
"I'll stay." He sat on the edge of my bed and pulled off his boots. He unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it on the floor leaving him wearing only his usual soft black pants and his necklace. I studied the necklace it had fifteen silver beads on it. There were letters inscribed on the beads but they didn't make a word as they spelled out sanguine a letter that was turned the wrong way for me to see then necare. He slid under the covers and wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and snuggled against him.
A/N: I am going to resort back to threats now rather than trusting you people to review by merit. IF I don't get some bloody reviews there will be no new chapters until school ends for the summer! Review or Flame! (--)