Hi Everyone! CountessSia has been a dear and kindly reminded me that this show must go on. Sorry it has been a wait, but school got me all messed up this month. And FYI, I know this chapter is short, but think of it as an appetizer for Chpt 3.2! Thank you CS, for the blushing remarks, you are a sweetheart, and this chapter is for you! The song in this chapter is "Where Were You?" another Jo Dee Messina, same album, same schpeal as the last chapter.
Where were you when I needed somebody
Where were you when the walls started caving in
I was waiting for someone to save me
When I was coming unglued
Where were you
Bags in hand, Henry arrived at his destination, standing at the doorway of his home with some trepidation. He was eager to get in the safe confines of darkness, so he quickly moved to unlock the door. Upon opening it, he sensed something odd- or rather,someone. His "spidy senses" tingled, and his head turned to the sound of the shower stopping. A familiar smell invaded his senses, and his heart did a strange little flip. Without missing a beat, he was at the door of the master bath in seconds, and entered without the invader knowing.
Stealthily, he used his vampire speed to get directly behind them, his mouth poised behind their ear, breathing. Shocked, the woman of his frustrations gasped and stared at his reflection open mouthed. Her eyes were dark and puffy, a clear sign that she had just as rough a night as he. "Henry", she whispered a few seconds later. Suddenly, something in her face changed, and her eyes lit up.
Even thought part of him was relieved to have her here, the other part of him still was deeply hurt by her betrayal earlier. He couldn't help but let his angry side show. Drawing out his fangs and darkening his eyes, he glared at her, " What are you doing here?" His deep voice demanded an answer.
It's good to see you come 'round, it's been a while
Sure is nice to see your smile
Yah I'm doing better now, thought about
Callin' you a hundred times
Oh I had left a couple messages
And I never heard a word
Vicki was taken aback by his anger, and shocked again, only this time, at his apparent hatred of her. He was truly angry, and angry at her alone. Vicki was stuck, staring at him through the reflection in the mirror. She couldn't move, her entire body falling numb at his attitude. Her surprised relieve to see him quickly turned to remorse, and she looked away from him, clearing her throat softly. Tightening the towel around her, she turned to face Henry, but sidestepped to avoid touching him. Softly, she mumbled, " I was just leaving."
A lot of things got pretty bad pretty fast
I never thought you'd turn your back
You left me out there all alone hanging on
I just have to deal with that
Vicki walked out of the room, head down, and stopped only at the bed to pick up her clothes and his silk robe. She threw it around her and belted it at her waist. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes as she made her way blindly to the front door. The dim lights did not help any, especially when she smacked into that godforsaken table in the entryway. Vicki cringed when she heard the rattling crash of the lilies. Behind her, Vicki heard Henry shout her name and move towards her, but she ignored him and moved further towards the door, her free hand grabbing the handle and pulling. Before slamming the door, she shouted behind her shoulder, " go to hell." And stay there.
I had to find my own way
Now that I've made it through
Where were you?
