Hey everyone! So here is Chapter 7, finally! Remember, message me any mistakes. Also, please give me your opinions, who would you guys rather see Blake with, Will or Ash? Hope you like the chapter. :D
He was lying there. Blood pooled around his body and a large blade was stabbed through his stomach. He was dead, I knew he was dead. He wasn't breathing, wasn't moving. I sprinted over, falling to my knees beside his head. Thick tears fell freely down my cheeks. I touched his face, it was still warm. Was he still alive?
"No, wake up." I sobbed, placing his head on my lap. "Please," I begged, my voice cracking as large sobs made their way out of my chest. I saw my tears fall on his peaceful face. His brown hair was matted and falling in his eyes. He couldn't die. I had to find a way to save him. I put my fingers to his neck, feeling for the slightest pulse. I found one; more tears fell down my cheeks.
"WILL" I screamed as loud as I could. I prayed to god he could hear me. "WILL" I called again, straining my voice as more sobs choked it off. I was distressed, eyes darting in every direction. I was shaking, my hands barely able to hold his hand.
"You'll be okay," I cried to his deathly still face, "it'll be okay." I repeated, trying to convince myself. What seemed like hours, but would only be mere seconds, Will came sprinting in, his face of one of disgust, hurt and something else.
"Will," I started, being interrupted by another sob, "you have to save him." I stated, not meeting his gaze. I didn't want him to see me like this, not that it should matter. "Please," I begged. He walked over slowly, his face getting harder and harder.
"I don't know how." He said, his voice rough, almost strained.
"You have to, he can't die, he he," I didn't know what to say, I was panicking. Will had to save him, he was my best friend. Where was Sydney, was she okay, was she dead? How did Ash get here? Thoughts ran through my head and it took me a moment to realise how stiff Will had become.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, holding back more tears. He shook his head and I leaned towards him, minding Ash's head which was on my lap.
"No," he said, his hand roughly pushing me back. His eyes had become bright red. I knew that that meant, the vampire drug was taking control of him. I looked the blood, which was still fresh all over Ash's body. Gently placing his head on the ground, I moved back over to Will. He went to push me away again but I stopped him. Grabbing his head between my hands, I looked him right in the eye.
"Fight it Will, we have to save Ash. You have to save Ash." I said, and I thought I saw something flash in his eyes. "Please Will," I pleaded, lowering my eyes, "for me." I added quietly, almost a whisper my voice cracking with oncoming sobs. Suddenly I saw his eyes become green again. He nodded, moving over towards Ash. Grabbing his wrist, he bit down; I saw his eyes flash red momentarily before going back to their usual green. Ash stirred, and Will quickly bit his wrist and shoved it in Ash's mouth. I didn't know if Ash was fully aware of what was happening but I knew he had some idea. I knew that Will was going to try and make him a Vampire. I just prayed that it would work.
I can't remember how long we sat there. I was a shell, like someone had come and scooped my soul out and left an empty, staring body. Was I asleep, dreaming? Wind swept through the grass, making it tickle my skin. It could have been the perfect day, sun shining down into the clearing. Few clouds scattered the sky and a small wind drifted around us.
Will paced, back and forward, looking back at Ash and I every few seconds. The whole time I had Ash's unconscious head resting on my lap as I slowly stroked his hair.
"You have to be careful," Will said, coming over and sitting next to me. I didn't look over towards him, I didn't blink, I just kept stroking Ash's thick brown hair. "I don't know what will happen," Will continued, grabbing my face and forcing it towards his. I still didn't blink. I felt Ash shift and moan, my head snapped towards him. Suddenly I was behind Will, his arm out in a protective stance.
"What are you doing?" I hissed, trying to get around him.
"Stop," he said sharply and I halted. "I have never done this before; I don't know what will happen." Will said, as Ash came more and more conscious. I looked around Will, staring at as his eyes fluttered open. Now dark red, he looked around. At first he looked startled, but a new wave of confusion seemed to hit is features.
"Where... am I?" he asked, looking around.
"Ash?" I asked, almost without thinking. His eyes darted towards mine; they were a dark ruby red all over. Only his large black pupils showed.
"Blake?" he asked, almost as if it wasn't true. "Am I dead?" he asked, as if he was dreaming.
"No," I replied, stepping cautiously out from behind Will. "Will saved you," I said a bright smile lit my face as I watched him take in the news. He looked surprised and then, almost mad. It confused me.
"What?" he asked. His face bewildered.
"I asked him to save you," I said, confused. Why wasn't he happy? He was alive, Will had saved him.
"Why would you do that?" He asked, almost sounding angry.
"I don't... understand." I said slowly. "Are you angry at me?" I asked, almost sounding like a small child. He shook his head and laughed. Why was he laughing?
"Why wouldn't I be mad? Blake, you made me the one thing we, we, hate the most. Don't you understand, can't you see he has brainwashed you?" Ash spat out, getting closer to me with each word. I moved backwards, getting closer and closer to Will.
"He has not brainwashed me!" I shot back, how could Ash be angry at me. I was the reason he was alive, Will wouldn't have saved him if it wasn't for me.
"Oh really?" Ash said, "then why are you always with him? Why are you suddenly a perfect when you were never one before? How could you believe all the shit he has told you Blake, I thought you were smarter than that!" I fumed as Ash fired more and more insults at me.
"Shut up." I suddenly screeched.
"What?" Ash asked, bewildered.
"You heard me." I replied, "Shut. Up. Stop talking about Will that way. He saved my life and he saved yours for ME. I am a perfect and I always was, I just didn't know it because I WAS KIDNAPPED. How else do you explain everything Ash? Huh? How do you explain the way I was always a better fighter, stronger, faster smarter? How do you explain how I look now? Because you can't just make a Plain a Perfect without them actually being a Perfect! We saved your life, Ash. Stop treating us like a piece of shit!" I was getting angry again. I could feel the other half of me becoming stronger, breathing deeply, I calmed back down, making the violent half of me go back into the back of my mind.
"I am not treating you like shit, Blake, I just want you to come with me! Choose me! He has caused you nothing but hassle, because of him, you killed your own parents." Ash said, not regretting any word. I glared at him, feeling the violent side roar up in a fiery blaze.
"How dare you say that to me. HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT! My parents were awful people, I chose to kill them, if that makes me a monster, a Perfect, then except the fact that I am both of those things. You, you don't get to talk to me like that after we saved your life!" I screeched, spinning on my heel and walking away from Will and Ash.
They both followed me. Calling out my name in desperate attempts to make me stop, I was on a rampage, kicking and hitting things that would make me sore later. It amazed me how it had only been two weeks since I met Will. Everything in my life had changed since then. The way I saw things, the way I acted. The way I didn't understand anything about Will, yet still felt the need to protect him. I didn't understand why he kept me around; I was a danger to him. Why Ash only now confessed to me he loved me and why kissing him felt so wrong after kissing Will.
Was I meant to love Ash? After so long of him being my only friend, did I love him? Everything was changing now. I felt drawn to Will but was it wrong? What if Ash was right, what is he was tricking me? If he was, why was he? All these thoughts flew through my head, I was barely aware of where I was going.
All too soon they caught me. The first thing I noticed was that Ash's eyes were brown again. Maybe Will had made him feed. I didn't feel like I cared anymore. All of those theories of loving Ash fled from my head as soon as I saw him. I didn't love him, not when Will was around. Did it mean I liked him because he made my heart flutter or my breathing become uneven? I don't know what love is, or what it means. I had never experienced, or received love in my entire life. Was two weeks to short of time to begin to fall in love or could the fiction books of fairy tale romances come true?
They walked over to me and I sat down on a fallen tree, much like the one Will and I had rested on that first day. Sitting opposite to me, they both sighed.
"Blake," Will began, he looked as if he was trying to figure out his thoughts.
"We have decided to work together, all three of us." I stared at them. Did I want to work with them, if any? I wanted to stay away. Figure out the mess that ran through my head and then find them. In this world, the question was, if I left, would I ever find them again?
"What if I don't want to?" I said, even though I was lying. I wanted to stay with them; I could feel my heart telling me that. My brain also told me it was the safer option.
"It really isn't a choice," Will finally said. "It is too dangerous for you out there, Blake. You'd get hurt." He knew I was thinking the same thing. Damn him.
"Maybe," I responded. Trying to sound as if I didn't care, I needed to act like I didn't want to be with either of them. At least until I figured out what was happening inside my own brain, "Where will we be going," I asked, looking towards both of them expectantly.
"I know a place," Will started but I cut in,
"That isn't the capital?" I said quickly and he nodded. Relief flooded through me. At least we weren't going there anymore.
We sat and spoke for hours, well, Will and Ash spoke for hours, I just sat there and picket at grass. There seemed to be a new wave of authority in the group, if that is what you called us. I shrunk back, retreating to my own thoughts. I didn't understand this connection I had with the Monster. I understand that my physical appearance had change. I glowed, my black hair had a healthier shine, and it also meant that I had more control on how far I went. I was still present in my mind when we were fighting. I had noticed however, that my temper had become shorter.
I was frustrated, still cooling off from the stupid fight with Ash. I know he hated what I had done to him, I could see it in his eyes, but I had saved his life, well, Will had saved his life for me. He was alive. It also annoyed me how everyone thought I was weak. I wasn't a little girl; I wasn't the small child that they seemed to view me as. I was a fighter, strong and designed to kill.
Will and Ash were currently talking about where we were going and how they were going to protect me. In a matter of hours, they had gone from hating each other to being friends, allies.
"We need to take watches during the night. Keep her hidden and make sure nobody knows she is alive." Will said to Ash, and I looked over, peering at them through my matted hair. I could feel my anger rising. I hated it when they spoke about me like I wasn't there.
I wasn't going to yell; all I had done lately was get angry and yell at the people who were only trying to take care of me. Pushing the intense feelings down I cleared my throat and both boys looked over.
"Could you stop speaking about me like I am not here?" I asked, trying to keep my tone even. I could feel the dark side trying to push through a wall I had created. I needed to learn to control it better. "I don't need protecting," I state, standing up.
"Yes, you do," Ash and Will both said at once.
"Guys, I am not a child, please stop treating me like one. I am a much better fighter than Ash." I said, hoping Ash wouldn't take too much offence.
"I know," Will admitted, walking over to me and taking my hands in his. I felt the electric tingles run through my veins from his touch, my heart skipping a beat. "But if the perfects find out you are alive, they will hunt you down and kill all of us." He said and I instantly felt bad, he was just trying to take care of me.
"Fine," I moaned. As Ash got up and grabbed a pack, Will grabbed the other one and suddenly we were walking again. "Want me to carry something?" I asked but they both shook their heads.
I walked next to Ash for a while; Will was out in front leading us through the forest. "Sorry for getting so angry at you lately." I suddenly said, peering up at Ash through my thick black hair.
"It's okay," Ash replied, "Will explained a lot of this whole, inner fighter, thing to me. I understand it controls your emotions sometimes." I nodded, the monster did control my emotions and it wasn't a good thing.
"Are we still best friends, Ash?" I asked, I couldn't lose Ash, not right now. He nodded, smiling. I stopped and hugged him tightly.
"We'll keep you safe, Blay." Ash said, hugging me back and resting his chin on the top of my head. Silent tears of fear ran down my face and I wiped them away on his shirt. Nodding, I let go and continued walking, hoping that after we found safety, I could figure out all these feelings swirling inside my heart.
After walking for hours, Will led us to a small cottage. Another Plain safe-house, it was occurring to me though, that these so called safe houses were not so safe. After finding some food in the small kitchen, Ash made a fire and I went and took a shower, stealing the smallest clothes I could find from the small draws. I found a toothbrush and even though it may have been used previously, I used it. The feeling of a clean mouth was heavenly. I walked back out to find the boys eating cans of baked beans. Ash smiled at me as I sat down next to him, stealing his can and drinking the beans.
"Get your own Blake!" he said, trying to snatch the can back.
"Finders keepers," I replied, pouring the rest of its content into my mouth.
"It was never lost!" He argued back. Sending me a fake pout and furrowing his eyebrows together. I could see Will laughing out of the corner of my eye, taking another small spoonful of his beans.
"Too bad," I said, getting up to go and take Will's beans. He saw me coming though and got up, running around the other side of the couch.
"Nah-uh" He said mouth still full. "These are mine." He grinned, showing off his perfectly white, straight teeth. He was so beautiful. I playfully jumped over the couch and pinned him to the floor, stealing his can on the way down. To be honest, I wasn't a huge baked beans person, but I loved playing games.
We were wrestling around on the floor, when large bangs outside made us all jump to our feet. I felt my body begin to shift, ready to fight at any moment.
"Hide," Will whispered to me, pushing me towards the bedroom door. I looked at him, pleading him to let me stay with my eyes but he just shook his head. I ran into the bedroom, climbing into closet and shutting the doors.
I heard the door in the living room open and yelling begin. I heard fists make contact with skin. I hoped Will and Ash were doing okay. Suddenly there was a bright light as the wardrobe doors flung open. A Plain was standing on the other side, scars covered his body and he held a large knife.
"Girl, in here!" he called as he grabbed my arm and pulled me roughly out of the room. I saw Will and Ash fighting two other men twice their size. They both looked at me, worried. Taking advantage of the distraction, the men hit them hard, sending them flying.
I felt my blood boil, my temper taking control. Letting down the wall in my mind, I felt my body shift. I was ready to fight. The man holding me jumped back as I snarled, a low noise radiating from deep in my chest. It ripped through the air making everyone turn and look. I pounced on the man who had been attacking Will first. How dare he hurt him! My fist connected with the man's face, hitting him with such force that he went flying across the room. Will and Ash were back on their feet; standing behind me, ready to fight.
I leapt at the man who had grabbed me from the closet, avoiding the lethal slashes he made with his knife. Grabbing it from his grasp, I jammed it up into his chest, watching his face fill with shock. The third man ran, helping his semi-conscious friend out if the house.
I turned around, rushing over to where Will was sitting on the floor. "Are you okay?" I rushed, grabbing his arms and checking for any sign of damage. I felt the electricity pulse through my hands where they touched his arms. He nodded and I looked over at Ash,
"I'm fine," he said, but I could hear a hint of jealousy in his voice. Was he jealous that I went to Will first? Ash knew I didn't love him, didn't he? Did I know I didn't love him? Did I love Will? I stood up, and walked towards the bedroom.
"I'm, ah, going to go to bed now." I said, trying to avoid their gazes. Did they expect me to choose between them? How was I meant to do that when I wasn't sure myself? I felt Will's presence behind me. I turned to face him. We stood there; just staring at each other for a few moments before I finally spoke.
"What does he expect from me?" I asked Will, hoping he knew the answer. What did Ash want? He said he loved me, but do I know what love is? I am the girl who has never known love.
"He loves you, Blake. He wants you to come running to him every time you need to talk, he wants you make sure he is okay first, he wants you to laugh with him and he wants to be the one to keep you safe. Most of all, he just wants you to feel the kind of connection he feels with you." I looked at him, did I look as confused as I felt.
"But what does that feel like?" I asked, "What is it meant to feel like when you are in love?" I asked, as Will came over and sat on the bed. I sat down next to him, waiting for my answer.
"Like your heart skips a beat every time you feel them. That is they are hurt, you are hurt and if they die, you die. Getting a tingling feeling every time they are close to you and wanting to be around them all the time." He said, I could feel his eyes in me but I couldn't meet his gaze. It couldn't be that I loved Will. I should love Ash; I had known him for a long time.
How could I deny the things Will just said though? When I see Ash, all I see is a brother, a friend that I can turn to. When I see Will, it is like my heart goes into hyper speed. All I want to do is touch his arms, his hands, his face. Kiss him and never let go. Was that love? Or was I just mesmerized by his perfection?
I just nodded, lying down on the bed, resting my head against the pillow. Ash was asleep on the couch outside and Will walked over, switching off the light. I felt him lie on the bed next to me and I rolled over to face him.
"Will," I said, searching for his face in the dark.
"Yeah?" he said, and I felt him adjust himself so that he was facing me.
"I think I love you," I said, before closing my eyes and rolling over. Hoping that with his heightened senses, he couldn't see me blushing in the dark.