Chapter 3

Darren POV

When I regained consciousness I was in a small tent. Completely alone, with little people or supervision. I struggled out of the sheets someone thoroughly wrapped me in and flared my legs around and attempted to hope my way out. That is until I lost my balance and a hand shoved me sprawling back onto the bed. Hard.

"This is the third time you tries to escape. The last time I had to knock you out. Stop with the antics already, they're getting you no where."

"Debbie? Debbie!" I sat up only to get smacked down again.

"Stop sitting up. You'll make your injuries worse."

"Where am I now? Wait, I died! Are you dead? I'm so sorry I didn't mean to drag you into this. You should have left when you had the chance."

She crossed her arms over her chest and blew a puff of air. "Shut up damn it." She glared daggers at me. "I just saved your ass so you have no room to talk and quite frankly your causing-"

"Yeah yeah more injuries to myself. I got it." I mocked rolled my eyes. I finally got her to smile a little even though she was trying to hide it. Ten points to Gryfindor!

"I'm glad you're alright." She hit my shoulder lightly.

"Me too, and you too. I mean I'm glad I'm not dead but I'm even more glad that your alright. I'll stop babbling now." Debbie laughed. I leaned towards her thinking I could sneak a kiss but Debbie knew this trick, any girl would really. She shoved me back down and a shoot of pain went through my shoulder. I hissed.

"Don't pull that stunt with me Shan. That is older than any vampire of yours ever lived."

"Can you at least give me the peace of telling me where we are while I reconnect my shoulder." I grunted.

"Quit being such a baby." Debbie rolled eyes. She rubbed my shoulder for me avoiding the question.

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"I can take it. Just tell me. Or I'll run out of here screaming."

"I'll only tackle you to the ground."

"Not while using my vampiric speed."

"Damn."

This is what I missed. The banter between us, but the moment was dead due to the impenetrable smoggy situation we were in.

Debbie sighed and stood, walking over to the edge of the tent and opened the flap. "We retreated back to the Cirque. Or... whats left of it."


Forever to update. I cut this in half. The next chapter will be up soon (said not me) rxr