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Chapter five: Twilight's Will

I let Jason carry me back to our room as I nestled in his arms. He walked up the stairs softly and opened the door one handed. He set me down on the bed and I rolled over to my side, still asleep. Jason chuckled and walked over to the couch, sprawling comfortably to fall asleep.

Morning came all to soon for me, and it didn't help that someone was pounding on my door.

"Miss Danielle, wake up please!" came the bellhop's call. I rolled over and found Jason staring into my face.

"Morning love." He smiled, running his cold fingers down my cheek.

"Goaway…" I mumbled, smothering myself into the covers.

"Your dad needs you."

"He'll live."

"Then you leave me with no choice." He stood up and walked over to the foot of the bed. My half closed eyes followed him and he suddenly grabbed my feet.

"No!" I shouted, reaching for the bars on the bed. I wasn't fast enough as he pulled me off.

"Let me go!" I shouted, trying hard not to laugh.

"Okay…" he shrugged his shoulders and let go of my foot. I landed on the bed, back against the sheets. I brought my hand to my mouth and struggled not to laugh, but it broke through. Jason smiled as I laughed really hard. I covered my mouth with my hands and rolled over to bury my face in the covers. Jason's hands rested on my back, sending chills up and down my spine.

"Dani, come on!" Jimmy shouted. I looked up and sighed.

"You weren't kidding, were you?" I asked, sitting up and crossing my legs. Jason shook his head and walked over to my suitcase.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he opened it. He pulled out a red tube top and a jean skirt. I sighed and walked over to gather the clothes. Jason kissed my cheek as I walked by. I smiled and headed into the bathroom to change. I stripped my PJ's off and changed into the clean clothes. I walked out and looked into my suitcase for my brush. When I couldn't find it, I looked over to Jason, who was tossing it up and down. I launched across the bed and grabbed his arm, taking my brush back. Jason struggled hard not to laugh, but he buried his face into the sheets and laughed hard. He stopped laughing and breathed slowly.

"It's a wonder I fell in love with you." He sighed, walking over to me. I opened the door and walked out to find Jimmy standing there. His arms were crossed over his chest and his foot was tapping impatiently.

"Mr. Trueheart wanted you an hour ago."

"Sorry, dad. I was getting ready." I looked past him to see Carson walk by. He smiled and waved to me, hurrying into his dad's office.

"She's out dad." Carson said, closing the door behind him. Mr. Trueheart looked up, a little bit of blood running down his chin. Carson tapped his chin and Mr. Trueheart wiped his chin clean.

"Bring them in." he told his son. Carson nodded and opened the door, letting me, Jason and Jimmy step in.

"Good morning…or should I say good afternoon? No worries, let's get down to business. Carson has learned the lyrics to your song and is ready to perform. Are you?"

"Sure…I mean, yes sir." I corrected myself. Mr. Trueheart smiled and nodded, folding his hands over each other.

"Alright then, Carson, lead her to the changing room and we'll let the costume designers work with her." Jason was sitting next to me when his hand clenched over his armrest. I looked over and saw his eyes had glazed over.

"Jason?" I called. "Shit! Excuse me sir." I grabbed Jason's hand and pulled him out of the room. I all but ran to our room and thrust him inside, slamming the door shut.

"Jason! How long has it been since you've fed? Don't lie to me." I snapped, grabbing both his hands.

"Five days." He growled, trying to control himself.

"And what's the longest time you've gone without feeding?"

"Five days…" he hissed, walking away. I looked around for something sharp and found a steak knife in the kitchen. I grabbed it and sliced it across my wrist. Jason spun on me, eyes blazing.

"Dani…no!" he shouted. I walked over to him, blood running down my left arm.

"You need to eat. If you are going to go crazy and feel the urge to drink, at least let it be me who's in the way." I held my wrist up to him and he stepped back. "Jason! Please, you need to." Jason looked up to me, then down to my bloody wrist. He took a hesitant step forward, then slowly another one until he stood next to me.

"Dani…" he started. I thrust my arm to his lips, making my intent clear. He delicately took my wrist in his hands and brought it to his lips. His cold lips sent more shivers down my spine and I felt his fangs dig into my flesh. I winced, but let him continue to drink, knowing he needed my blood. He finished after what seemed like days and moved to sit on the bed. I walked into the bathroom to find salve and gauze to wrap the cut. I found the needed supplies and tried to wrap the wound one handed, but failed at the attempt. Hands suddenly took the things from my hands and wrapped the gash for me. I looked up and saw Jason behind me. I smiled my thanks and rubbed the band-aid, feeling the two puncture wounds along with the slice.

"You shouldn't have done that." He told me, stepping away.

"What? I shouldn't have let you eat so you would go crazy against other humans? Jason, as much as you may hate me now, you know it was for the better." I told him, turning around to face him. Jason growled, but nodded, knowing I was right. I walked over to sit next to him, but he moved to stand next to the window. I sighed and nodded, knowing he needed to be left alone for the moment.

"I'm going back to Mr. Trueheart to see what I need to do." I told Jason. He nodded and turned so his back faced me. It hurt to see him ignore me like this, but I understood why. I sighed and closed the door, heading back to Mr. Trueheart's office.

"I'm sorry about that sir, Jason was allergic to something and he needed to get out." I said as I stepped in, Mr. Trueheart nodded and stood to his feet.

"Well then, let's get you to the costume room." He smiled, taking my hand. I followed him up a few flights and we stopped in front of a big room with a dozen people.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Miss Danielle Murphy. She is our newest singer, so be nice to her. Harriet, I want you to do her make-up. Beckett, her hair. Alice, her clothes." He said to three different people. They nodded and led me away. I followed the girl named Harriet to the make-up place, Beckett behind me. Harriet set me down in a large chair that I was sure was going to swallow me whole. Beckett started to tug at my hair as Harriet wiped my face clean. They both worked on me for what seemed like hours. They finally finished and Alice took my hand and pulled me away.

"Holy cow!" I shouted, looking at the different clothes. Alice pulled out a black tank top and a leather corset. She then grabbed a pair of black low, low-rise jeans and a large belt with a huge heart as the belt buckle. She all but threw them at me as she searched through the rest of the clothes.

"Get changed." She commanded.

"Here?" I asked, frightened and startled. Alice nodded and threw me large, black, lace up boots that skimmed just past my knees. She also handed me a fishnet glove that went up to my elbow.

"Now!" she shouted. I nodded meekly and started to change. I pulled the tank top on and the jeans on. I then pulled the corset on and Alice helped me lace it up. I then struggled to put on the boots, but finally succeeded and pulled the fishnet on. Alice finally handed me a floor length, black jacket to complete the outfit.

"Boss, here!" Alice spun me around and Mr. Trueheart nodded. Carson was next to him, smiling.

"Very good, let's get on with the show." He smiled, taking my hand.