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The Devil's Harvest part 2

Chapter seven

"What the hell are you doing!" Deaq repeated as he walked toward Van.

Van spun around holding both the bag of blood and the half filled glass.

"Get away from me Deaq!" Van said backing up. He knew he needed the blood and he couldn't let Deaq stop him.

"My God Van what's going on?"

Van kept backing up as he raised the glass to his mouth.

"I need it Deaq, I'll die without it." He took a swallow and immediately felt a little stronger.

"God, what did they do to you?" Deaq said as he inched his way over to the refrigerator and opened it. The stolen bags of blood covered the shelves. "Oh partner." Deaq said sadly shaking his head as he turned back to Van.

"Just leave Deaq. Please just leave." Van's voice cracked with emotion as he looked at his partner's concerned face.

"I can't do that partner. You need help." He walked slowly toward him. "Now give me the glass."

"No…stay back!...Deaq…please just stay back!."

"Let me help you Van." Deaq put his hand out.

"You can't help me. Nobody can."

"Let me try, please partner, let me try."

Tears ran down Van's face.

"Oh God Deaq I'm scared. I don't know what's happening to me."

Deaq quickly stepped next to Van and took the glass out of his hand and put it on a counter. He caught his partner as he collapsed and lowered him gently to the floor. He sat next to him and pulled him into a tight hug.

"I got you partner, I got you." He said as his eyes filled up.

"Deaq what am I going to do?"

"Well first we got to got to get you to a hospital, then call Billie."

"No! I can't go to a hospital! I can't get locked up!"

"You have to Van. We have to find out what is happening to you. They can treat you."

"Treat me! For what? How do you treat someone who has …horrible thoughts…thoughts or ripping the throats out of people and … and drinking their blood." He gave a little laugh. "How do you treat someone like that Deaq, you tell me how?"

"They'll find a way Van."

"No!" Van pushed Deaq away. "I can't live like this Deaq." He got up and walked over to the glass of blood. He picked it up and started raising it to his lips, but suddenly turned and threw it against the wall in disgust. "Oh God, I don't want to do this." He said then walked toward the door.

Deaq jumped up and blocked his path. Van looked to Deaq like a trapped animal, his eyes wild as they darted back and forth looking for a way out.

"Get out of my way Deaq!" He screamed.

"Can't do that partner." Deaq said softly trying not to further agitate him.

"Damn it Deaq move!"

"Van I want to help you… Just calm down we'll get through this."

"There is no getting through this Deaq don't you understand! Right now all I want to do is kill you! Van sobbed out. "It's taking all my strength not to."

"You don't want hurt me Van. I'm your partner, your friend. I only want to help you." He put his hand out toward Van.

"Don't touch me!" Van screamed pulling away. "Just let me out of here!"

"Where is it you want to go partner?" Deaq asked.

"Out there!" he swung his hand toward the window. "I just need to get out of here!" Van began pacing back and forth in front of Deaq like a caged animal.

"I can't let you Van. You got to come with me. We'll go to the Candy Store and talk to Billie. You'll be safe there."

Instead of answering him Van ran suddenly toward him. Deaq quickly stepped to the side and pulled him down. They wrestled on the floor for a while before Van managed to escape. Deaq quickly stood up and blocked the door, he couldn't let his partner leave.

Van could feel himself growing weaker. He knew he needed either the blood in the refrigerator or he would have to find a new source. He looked at his partner and could see the vein in his neck throbbing. All he had to do was slice him open and he could drink his fill. He tried to shake the thought from his head but he couldn't.

"Get out of here Deaq before I hurt you."

"You won't hurt me Van. We're friends, you wouldn't hurt a friend."

"Please Deaq just get out of here!" He pressed the heels of his hands against his temples. He could tell he was losing it. "Deaq, please!"

When Deaq didn't move Van did the only thing he could think of. He ran over to the window and dove through it. Shards of glass flew everywhere.

Deaq looked on in horror as the window exploded and Van fell three stories to the pavement below.

"Noooo!" He screamed as he ran to the window.

Van lay crumpled on the pavement below is a small pool of blood.

TBC