Chapter 2- Followed

The night went on, and Jennifer tried to shut out the events of the past few hours.

Justin and Heath stuck to their word. They planned to follow her, Martine, and their friends all over South Africa if they had to do so.

As the friends drove on to Pietermaritzburg, Jennifer kept looking over her shoulder. She was more than terrified at what would happen next if they did meet up with the group.

Meanwhile, Justin was just finishing his meal for the evening. "Quite freaking delightful."

"Sounds like it was," Heath replied. He had just started his own meal. "Glad we decided to eat before we go anywhere."

"I think we should just kill them all," Justin growled. "No witnesses to see anything."

I'm with you," Heath replied. "Then we should change the rules on this one. Let's kill them all. Three for you, three for me."

"I'm liking that idea," Justin said. "Let's do it."

They cleaned themselves off, drank some water, and changed into a fresh set of clothes. When they were done, they headed out to Pietermaritzburg.

Meanwhile, the girls arrived in Pietermaritzburg—and headed directly to the 9Bar.

"And you keep looking over your shoulder why?" Luisa asked.

"Because I have a feeling that someone's watching us," Jennifer said.

"You need to calm down and have another drink," Luisa said. "Whoever you saw in Cape Town isn't going to be here in Pietermaritzburg. There's no way that would be possible."

That's what you think, Heath thought, opening a connection with Justin as they drove.

I can't wait to get rid of that talkative one, Justin grumbled.

Calm down, Paul, Heath chastised him. We'll be there soon.

"I'm irritated," Justin yelled. "That Luisa is such a chatterbox."

"Why?" Heath asked.

"She's always so talkative. Is this why you want to kill her first?" Justin muttered.

"Yeah, of course," Heath snickered. "I bet you could get some of her chattiness in your system."

Justin huffed. "As if."

"Who says 'as if' anymore?" Heath laughed.

"Just me," Justin replied. "Where are they? Do you see anything?"

Heath smiled. His visions were quite clear after a good feeding.

"They're at the 9Bar in Pietermaritzburg. I do like that place. Lots of blood everywhere and not enough places to drink it."

Justin smiled. "Ah, wonderful—I do like that place."

"Good. Then we'll go there and then hit Crowded House or Cliffy's," Heath promised.

"Crowded House. That's got the best music ever," Justin replied.

"True. But let's get to 9Bar first. We have work to do," Heath reminded him.

"Okay! I was just saying," Justin muttered.

"I know, but we have stuff to do first—then we can have fun."

"Of course."

They finally got to Pietermaritzburg, and quickly headed for the 9Bar. Once inside, Heath scanned the club for their intended victims before they headed to the VIP booths.

"There—right there," Justin said. "They're at the middle table, before the dance floor."

He was right—they were right in front of them.

"Let's go a bit closer," Justin murmured. "I like the idea of being close enough."

Jennifer was having such a good time with her drink, she didn't notice them inching in on her and the others.

"And so," Martine was saying. "I think we need to do this more often. I'm having so much fun."

"I agree," Luisa said.

"As do we," Jennifer, Angeline, Kristina, and Mercedes laughed.

"Ick," Heath hissed. "Their smell is too intoxicating. I can't concentrate."

"Oh, do suck it up," Justin growled.

"I can try," Heath muttered.

"Good. Don't mess things up for us," Justin warned. "Or I will kill you myself."

"Don't be dramatic," Heath hissed.

"Shut it. Here they come."

They averted their attention to Mercedes, who was carrying a tray of drinks to their table.

"Well, well, well," Justin murmured. "She has to be the first one. I think she'll make a tasty appetizer."

"I agree. Lure her somewhere," Heath said.

"Where, motherfucker? The bathrooms?" Justin growled.

"Perfect!"

"Oh, all right," Justin grumbled. "The bathrooms it is."

"Can we not argue?" Heath retorted. "No, not the bathrooms—up to our private booth Just do it. I'll wait up there for her."

"Here goes."

Listen to me, girls. Go up to the VIP area. You'll find me and my friend there.

Jennifer began to get up. "Let's go up to the VIP section."

"Why?" Angeline asked.

"There are some hot guys up there," Mercedes said.

"Cool," Luisa said. "Let's go."

"Wow," Kristina snickered. "I think I'm woman enough for whoever these guys are."

They headed up the stairs. When they arrived at the second private booth, they pulled back the curtain and walked in.

"Ladies," Heath said. "Come on in."

Justin shuffled in behind them. "Lovely of you to come. Take a seat."

Once the six women sat down, Heath began to hypnotize them, one by one. "This will only take a second. Relax."

They remained in their seats. Not one of them moved a muscle.

"Good," Justin whispered. "I did so good."

"You did," Heath replied.

"Anyway," Justin said, taking over where Heath left off. "Just keep calm. Drink your drinks, we have more coming."

"Okay," Jennifer said.

"Remember when we said we'd catch up with you, Jen?" Heath whispered in her ear.

"Yes," Jennifer replied. "So you did."

"Do you know what we're going to do now?" Justin asked, moving toward Luisa.

"No," Luisa replied.

"Mercedes?" Heath said.

"No."

"Angeline?" Justin whispered.

"You're going to kill us," she said.

"How blunt and to the point," Heath replied, a smile on his face.

"She is, isn't she?" Justin said, leaning toward him. "Kiss me, darling—for you are the smartest person I know."

"I know," Heath replied, kissing Justin—no doubt right in front of the entranced women, then snapped his fingers, bringing the girls out of their trance.

"Are they going to do each other right in front of us?" Luisa asked.

"I bet," Jennifer muttered.

"Oh, my," Mercedes said. "What?"

Heath and Justin broke off their kiss. "Oh dear, what have we here?"

"Nothing," Mercedes said.

"Oh, really?" Justin said, grabbing her by the wrists. "Care to say that again?"

"Leave her alone," Jennifer yelled.

Heath yanked her by the hair. "Stay out of it."

Everyone began yelling and shouting at Heath and Justin.

"Come on, girls. We're outta here," Martine yelled.

"SHUT UP!" Justin roared. "None of you are going anywhere."

Luisa began yanking at the curtains, which suddenly turned black. "Damnit, let loose already!"

Heath grabbed her by the hair. "Originally, it should have been Mercedes who went first, but you'll do."

Luisa was stunned. "What—?"

She never finished that sentence. Heath bared his fangs, sinking them into her throat.

Justin grabbed Mercedes and followed suit, his fangs digging into her throat as well.

Jennifer, Martine, Angeline, and Kristina began screaming.

"Such a shame no one can hear them," Justin murmured, his eyes changing color.

"True," Heath replied, wiping blood off his lip. "That was good. Want some more?"

"Definitely," Justin growled.

"Me too," Heath said. "Which one do you want?"