Freddy should know a silver stake wouldn't do him much good. It won't kill the vampire only stun it which Steve more than likely told him. Then why didn't he bring a wooden one? The dream of being famous probably went to his head and now he's attracted to shiny objects.
Whatever fate had in store for that boy, there want much I could do for him now. I detested the thought of Freddy dying even after all the things he did to me, but up against a vampire, I was defenseless.
I somehow managed to be the first one to exit the building in a speedy fashion. All the crew members and band members followed my lead. The thing they had that I did was a means of transportation. They all piled into their cars and drove off with more people in them then they're should be legally.
It was dark and I was on the side of the highway running in red pumps. There was no forest or woods nearby; just endless fiends of farming. In a way, it was good, now I didn't have to worry about vampire's sneaking up on me behind a bush. If they came, I'd see them or hear them before they got too close; hopefully.
I glanced behind me seeing the warehouse out of my vision. It was a sad place to die in if that's what Freddy was considered now; deceased. The vampire probably satisfied himself with Freddy's blood but I didn't want to count him out just yet.
Vampire's were twisted magical beings. For all I knew, he could be chasing after the van full of crew members still thirsty after his first appetizer of the night. If I was really lucky, he'd leave me alone once he managed to find me on the open road.
I looked forward squinting to see a little better. There were no city lights in the distance, no road signs to tell me where I was, and no other house in the area to stop and ask for directions. A few farms stood but only half the building still looked intact while the other was falling apart rotting.
Obviously, no one lives out here anymore, I thought walking forward.
I guess I should have been happy. Since Freddy wasn't around to take me back to Steve Newlin, I wouldn't be used as a "sacrifice" anymore. I wouldn't be killed for some mad priest's beliefs and I had a slight chance of making it back to the city.
But once I got there where would I go? Check out Godric's house and have the possibility to see his remains splattered all over the house? I really didn't believe he was dead, but if he wasn't, why hasn't he come for me yet?
I guess I shouldn't expect him to come running whenever it was necessary, I thought hearing my pumps click on the concrete. Maybe Eric gave him the same speech he gave me?
I hope Godric won't be so easily… persuaded, I thought looking down at my feet.
A car engine rumbled from behind me. I slowly turned unable to fully see it in the dark. Why weren't it's headlights on? It slowed as it approached me.
I sighed as he came to a stop a few feet from me.
They better not think I'm a hooker, I thought walking towards the car. Maybe if I tried to act innocent and nice they'd give me a ride to Dallas.
A gun came out the window pointing at me. I stopped in my tracks and slowly put up my hands. The lights flicked on making me flinch from the sudden brightness. A door opened and slammed shut and I heard more than one pair of footsteps ahead of me.
I used my raised hand as a shield from the light trying to see who came out of the car.
"If you're here, where is Freddy?" Steve Newlin asked in a snarl.
"I think he was killed," I answered.
It seemed Steve had a better time finding me than Godric did. My faith in Godric was beginning to fade. Maybe he really was dead.
"You little bitch!" Luke yelled striking me across the face.
The power he had sent me to the hard concrete below. I landed hard on my side and elbow. I had a few scratches on my arm now but I didn't think they were bleeding quite yet. I grasped onto my jaw desperately hoping it didn't break or disconnect.
"If you made me bleed," I spoke reaching into my mouth with two fingers. "The vampire that murdered Freddy, will find us."
"God damnit, Luke, why did you hit her?" Steve asked outraged lowering his gun.
"She could have killed him for all I knew! She says she's a good liar," Luke answered just as angry as Steve.
"I'm bleeding," I whispered.
My elbow had a few drops on it but nothing was flowing very fast. When I landed on the concrete, I scraped my thigh as well as some of the blood was already staining my white skirt. Nothing was throbbing yet and I doubted a vampire could smell this little of blood in the air. I wasn't too worried but someone else was.
"Get her in the car!" Steve yelled now pointing the gun at Luke. "Get her in the fucking car!"
Luke was now trembling in fear as he roughly helped me to my feet. He took a huge fist full of hair from the back of my head almost pulling me to the rear car door. He threw me in head first and slammed the door after he got in. I laid sprawled out in the back seat my head hitting against the opposite door and my legs covering Luke's lap. My torso lay on one of those dreadful stake shooters.
Steve drove off locking the doors and turning off his lights. I tried to sit up right but Luke pushed me back down with one hand.
"If he can't see you, chances are he can't smell you," Luke said keeping one hand on my shoulder.
Your philosophy is totally bogus, I thought annoyed with him touching me. If he's old enough, he can smell be through the doors of this stupid car!
"See anything?" Steve asked frantically.
Luke turned his head and glared out the back window, "Nothing."
"Terrible way to die," Steve breathed shaking his head.
And me being a "sacrifice" is the best way to die? You're such a fucking hypocrite, I thought pushing Luke off of me.
If I was going to die, I was going to take them with me. I took hold of the wooden stake sitting next to me in the shooter. I quickly cut my wrist open before Luke had a chance to take it from me. Luke grabbed the arm with the stake in it while I took the shooter that sat between us. I swung it hard breaking the car door next to me throwing the shooter out the window with my dripping arm.
"What are you doing?" Steve cried looking at me in the rear view mirror.
"He's either going to attack the car and drink us all dry, or he's going to follow my blood trail and kill us at the church," I said kicking out at Luke as he tried to pull me back inside the car.
"Drive faster!" Luke yelled. "The window is broken, I can't roll it back up."
They were both in a state of panic now. Steve's eyes were wide with fear as he tried to concentrate on the road instead of the rear view mirror. Luke gave up trying to ull me back in now that the window was broke, all he did now was stare out the back window looking for the vampire.
Death was creeping up on me faster now. If the vampire didn't find me, I'd die as a "sacrifice" for Steve Newlin's personal enjoyment. If the vampire did find me, I'd die laughing along side Steve and Luke. My guess was that I had less than five hours to live now.
I stuck my head out the window still holding my arm out further. If I was going to die, I'd get one last chance at everything life had to offer me. The wind was a bit cold on my exposed skin but the smell was invigorating. I closed my eyes and took in a few deep breaths smelling the nearby fields, flowers, and a few pine trees.
I opened my eyes looking out to an abandoned farm field where the natural grass was starting to grow back. It sprouted up from the ground in a few patches here and there almost making green poka-dots on a yellow canvas.
I looked forward barely seeing the lights of the city. I looked up from the lights seeing a decently clear sky with more than enough stars to gaze at. I picked out a few constellations and even played connect the dots making a new picture for myself in the sky.
I took the wooden stake and made another cut in my wrist. The one I made before was drying up and I knew vampire's paid more attention to a fresh cut than an old one.
"She's gone mad," Luke said behind me.
Maybe I should go mad, I thought smiling. Just before they kill me, to experience how it feel to be completely free of the mind.
A blur approached the side of the car, "You smell good, darling."
I glanced over seeing the drummer from earlier that night. I smiled wondering if he'd be nice enough to grand a girl's final request.
Luke pulled me back in the car almost screaming in my ear. Steve yelled out too veering to the left trying to hit the vampire off the road. The vampire chuckled and ran faster to be at pace with Steve in the front seat. Steve veered off again missing the vampire as he jumped over the car.
"This is exciting!" I clapped watching the vampire toy with Steve.
If I was going to die in a high speed car chase, hell yeah I'd die happy with the adrenaline rushing through my veins!
"Shut up!" Steve said glaring back at me with disgust.
"Watch where you're driving!" Luke yelled pointing forward.
Steve swerved dodging a head on collision with a thick tree.
"Where'd he go?" Steve asked peering out.
We all looked out the closest window unable to see anything. There was a long pause as we only heard the engine rumble. Nothing else seemed to move but us. I couldn't find the blur that vampire's traveled in.
"Hm," I said getting back in the car. "Guess my blood wasn't good enough for him."
"Vampire's don't just give up," Steve said. "Never when it's an AB negative."
I had a wicked idea in my head as I grasped onto the wooden stake again, "Do you know your blood type, Reverend?"
"There he is!" Luke shouted.
I reached up with the wooden stake in my hand ready to plunge it down into Steve's shoulder. Luke began to reach up to stop be but the car jerked suddenly. I flew into the door and Luke smacked into me from behind. I looked out seeing the black asphalt on the other side of the door for a brief moment. I had to brace myself against the door or I'd fall out of the broken window. Then the car crashed down on it's back heavily denting the roof. Luke was pushed harder into me as he cried out in my ear. The roof was pinching his back making him press harder into me.
"He flipped the car!" Steve cried out when the car came to a stop.
"No shit?" I asked pushing Luke off of me.
I took my face off the grass that came through the window. The car was on it's side and we had to climb up in order to get out. It was a little difficult with the leather seats and pumps but I managed to get out on my own.
Luke had the wooden stake in his hand and Steve had the gun at ready.
"We're only a few blocks from the church," Steve breathed looking for the vampire that just flipped the car. "If we run now, we have a chance at making it."
"I don't know about you," I said placing a hand on my hip. "But I'm kind of tired of running in heels."