(WARNING: GRAPHIC!)
A good half hour had already passed. I had more marks on my back and Steve was starting to move towards my neck. My back had to be covered in blood by now but I think it went numb due to the lack of dripping I felt.
"Where is that son of a bitch?" Steve asked getting frustrated.
The knife was on my neck now. I could feel the teeth running along my vocal cords. If I didn't die I would for sure be mute.
Steve picked up his radio, "Anything yet?"
The two men with the stake shooters rocked back and forth on their feet. Anxiety was getting to them and so was the adrenaline.
"I'm coming for you," the radio answered.
"No," I whispered hoping the vampire could hear me. "You have to turn back."
"Shut up!" Steve said hitting me on the back of the head with the handle of the knife.
"You have to understand," I whispered. "They have stake shooters."
"Quiet," Steve said pulling back my head to have a good aim at my neck.
The waterfalls of fear ran down my cheeks. I was afraid for my life as well as the vampires. This was a dirty way to die and I didn't want to witness another vampire's death. Even if they were a bit cold blooded, I never wished anyone death.
A few noises were heard directly above us.
"He's in the church," Steve said licking his lips.
The noises almost had a domino effect until something hit the door at the top of the stairs.
"Open the door," Steve said talking to the vampire like I was.
The door swung open ad Steve braced the knife against my vocal cords again.
"Turn back!" I screamed.
Steve ripped the knife against my skin. I covered my neck hoping to stop some of the blood from flowing out too quickly. Steve released me letting me fall to my knees off the chair. I couldn't swallow, I couldn't talk, even breathing became difficult with my neck cut open.
Sookie screamed behind me. The blood was draining through my fingers into the floor below. I cried even more watching the blood become a puddle and then a lake right before my eyes. I felt dry heaves come up through my throat but didn't dare to open my mouth.
Steve glanced over my shoulder disgusted with the sight.
"The bait didn't work… he's letting her die," Steve said through the radio.
A dry heave pushed through my mouth and blood came up adding more to the pool beneath me. I whimpered feeling my vocal cords tie up in a knot causing more pain that I had known existed.
"Somebody help her!" Sookie screamed with tears flowing down her face.
I grabbed at my neck with both hands falling over splashing in the red lake. I was suffocating now as my lungs became to swell and push against my rib cage.
I was ready to say my final goodbyes to the world but something moved and caught my attention. The black fence door was ripped from it's place. A blur entered the cage and nearly killed every man in there. Sookie was spared as they both came down to me.
My sight was going and my ears were clogged with blood.
"Eric help her!" Sookie cried a few tears hitting my body.
"Only Godric can now," Eric whispered propping me up.
Did I see red tears coming down from his eyes? And why was Godric here?
"Godric she's dying!" Eric shouted his fangs now visible.
I pushed him away feeling another heave come up through my stomach. I was on my hands and knees now letting my neck freely bleed as it should. My mouth opened and the lake surrounded me now like a red kitty pool.
Godric turned me over on my back propping me up in his powerful arms.
"Lacey, you have to drink from me. I know you're afraid of the side effects but if you don't drink enough of me you'll die very soon now," Godric spoke letting his true emotions flow through him.
I glanced up at him. His face was smeared with blood. Like he'd been crying but tried to hide it by wiping his face off. Why were two vampires crying over my death?
Godric offered his wrist. I leaned up and licked a large amount of blood but swallowing it was difficult. I flinched as I managed to take it in. It had to have been a full teaspoon I just swallowed.
I pushed Godric's wrist away. Fear overflowed me now. The fear of dying and living. I feared death just like any one else. But I feared life because of the blood side effects. I didn't wan to have any more dreams of Godric that went past friendship. If I took as much blood as I needed I would fantasies about him every night for the rest of my days. I didn't want him to be able to find me within a five foot radius. Where was the freedom when a vampire knew where I was at all times? I couldn't hide anything from him. He'd be able to tell how I felt and hear my heartbeat that much clearly.
"Lacey! Please, you must take more," Godric sobbed opening his wrist up again.
I shook my head disgusted with how easily I gave in to his pleas.
I took a real bite this time instead of a lick. I swallowed regularly like I was drinking water.
One gulp. I'd probably dream about him naked.
Two gulps. Naked in my bed.
Three gulps. Naked in my bed with me naked next to him.
Four gulps. Sex. Another fear I had.
Five gulps. What was waiting for me at six?
I lost count. Oh God I lost count!
I eventually tore myself away and landed with a splash. I felt light and weightless. My body shivered with pleasure and goose bumps were all over my very visible skin. It felt like someone was tickling me as I jerked every so often.
"Will she live?" Sookie asked drying her tears.
Eric glanced up at Godric, "Did she take too much?"
Godric closed his eyes listening for something, "She will live."
I was over the fucking moon. One, I was going to live, says a vampire. Two, I felt so high on drugs it was unbelievable! I've never done drugs or alcohol but my guess was that I was on a double dose of the most powerful methane or cocaine ever!
"Time to go home," Godric said lifting me up off the ground.
I placed my arms around his neck feeling better that I was closer to him. Godric zoomed out of the cage and up the stairs exiting the church in seconds. I could feel the powerful wind take out the remaining bobby pins on my hair.
We were running for a decent five minutes before he stopped in front of his house. Godric walked into the house ignoring the stares from Isabel and Stan. He set me gently down on the bed letting me take my time removing my arms from his neck.
I looked up at him. His tears were gone now and his face returned to the emotion I was used to seeing; blank.
"Are we…" I started to ask. My voice was already back to normal?
"Lacey?" Godric asked.
"Are we… okay?" I asked worried this little accident hindered our relationship.
Godric shook his head with a slight smile, "We are just fine. Nothing changed for the worst. It only got better, I promise."
He left me with my thoughts. I dazed for a moment before I remembered what I had been through.
"Shower," I groaned feeling goose.
I still had nervous body odor from the competition, vampire gusts and blood from the vampire that attacked me, my own blood still crusted on my back, and Godric's blood stained over my lips.
"God, no wonder Sookie thought I was a prostitute," I said glancing at myself in the mirror for a second before turning on the water. "Shit looks better than me."
The warm water ran down my body sending more pleasure shivers up my spine. I shampooed my hair at least three times before all the red came out. All in all it had to be the longest shower I ever took.
I changed into my comfy sleep wear and threw out the dress I had on for almost a day straight. I then remembered what sleep would do to me. I thought about all the horrendously scary things that would happen if I dreamed. I decided to skip sleeping for a while. Like, forever a while.
I stayed in my room though hopefully crating the allusion that I was sleeping. I truly was exhausted but nothing was going to get me to sleep.
Someone knocked on the door, "It's Sookie."
Why not? "Come in."
She entered wearing a night gown. She sat next to me on the bed.
"I guess I'll take this… opportunity to apologize," I started.
I thought about how I acted to her. And even if I wasn't in a good mood it was almost… inhuman of me to say all those things.
"I just… reflected on my actions in the church basement… and it was wrong of me to lash out at you like I did… and I hope you'll forgive me," I said thinking about my words
"I know it was hard… hard for both of us to be down there," Sookie answered. "And I will accept your apology."
There was a small slightly awkward silence, "I take it you can't sleep either then?"
I wasn't going to tell her my plan to stay awake forever.
"Nope," I answered simply.
"You know, drinking a vampire's blood isn't really that bad. I have a boyfriend who's a vampire and I kinda like the fact that I dream about him and he knows where I am," Sookie explained trying to lift my worries.
"Godric and I are not together," I said unable to relate.
"You're… not?" Sookie asked surprised.
I shook my head, "I'm just his drinking buddy."
"Does he look at it like that?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
I don't know, does he?
I sighed, doubtful.
"There… are certain attributes in my life that… allow me to do all the things I do," I explained keeping Freddy and Andre vague.
"You mean like, you aren't really free to do what you want?" Sookie asked.
Exactly, I thought.
"Close enough," I answered staring at the painting on the wall ahead of me.
Sookie was silent then. More than likely she was thinking about what I almost just told her. It seemed my life was starting to unravel in the wrong hands. What the future held for me when everything was out in the open was blank like Godric's facial expression.