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Chapter Fourteen

Quinn's POV:

I'm not asleep, I'm just immobile. I can hear everything that's going on. Rashel rarely leaves my side but at one point when she returned, she smelled like blood... her own blood to be exact. Rashel talks to me a lot. A lot of times I can hear tears in her voice though.

I wish that I could wake up for her. Her pain drives me crazy. The Soulmate Bond seems unresponsive to me as well. I can't seem to access it at all. Whatever they did to me has given me a terribly bad reaction and I can't control it... or myself for that matter.

"Ash, you had no choice. She's going to be upset for a while but she'll get used to it," Rashel says, her voice calm. I hear the faint sound of cloth sliding over skin.

"No, she won't. Mary-Lynette didn't want to be a vampire in the first place. She never did. I just couldn't lose her though. I couldn't let her go. I made a choice that she's going to hate me for for the rest of her life," Ash says sadly.

Rashel told me that Ash turned Mary-Lynette because she was going to die. Mary-Lynette didn't want to turn and now she's confused and trying to stay away from Ash for a little while to think. Ash thinks she hates him so he's been depressed ever since she woke up.

I agree with Rashel. Mary-Lynette isn't mad at him, she's just confused. Everyone's confused when they first turn. Ash doesn't know that because he was born a vampire. She still cares about him, she just doesn't know how to deal with the big change that occurred.

I hear the scrape of a chair on the ground. The door opens and closes. Rashel sighs and tightens her grip on my hand. She clings to it, her tears dripping on the back of my hand.

"I wish you were awake. You'd know what to say to Mary-Lynette and Ash. I know you understand how she feels, being turned against your will. I don't know how to help her. She's just so confused..." she trails off.

I hear the window scrape open. There's no way that that can mean anything good. I try to speak, to do anything to warn Rashel. My hand twitches. I manage to sqeeze her hand. My eyes blink open. I see a figure behind her.

A wave of feeling goes through my body. I can move again but I'm slow. I watch the figure reach for Rashel. She's watching me, her expression excited.

"B-Behind y-you," I manage to stutter. Her eyes widen and she turns in time to see the figure pull a knife. Within seconds she's on her feet, her own knife drawn. By then, my mobility is completely back. I jump to my feet and stand beside her. I'm not sure what's going on with me though, when my hands reach for her.

"Quinn?" Rashel asks, confused. My hands pluck the knife from her hand and throw it away. That's when I realize that I'm not controlling my actions, someone else is.

"I-I can't control what I'm doing," I say, feeling myself move. Even now, I still can't feel my Soulmate Bond. I concentrate, trying to find the bond. Maybe if I can find it, I can find a way to gain control.

I find a wall in my mind, a wall I didn't build. I tear it down, needing to regain control. I can't hurt Rashel. There's nothing more important to me that her. A small part of my mind realizes that I'm frozen. I have Rashel pinned to the wall. A voice is urging me forward. I ignore it and tear the last of the wall down. Everything comes rushing back.

"I don't know who you are but I won't let you hurt Rashel," I growl, my hands balling into fists. It's Amelio... again. He managed to escape the party and they couldn't catch him.

Amelio grabs Rashel, pulling her against his chest and pressing a knife against her throat. He ties her hands behind her back as another man secures me. I refuse to fight in case they hurt Rashel.

"Now, on to the others," Amelio says, smirking. Within 20 minutes, everyone but Mary-Lynette actually. Ash looks crazy angry.

"I don't see your little girlfriend. I guess you were too late to turn her," Amelio chuckles, his eyes on Ash. Anger flares through me.

I see a shadow sneaking up behind him. I quickly look away, not wanting to draw attention to it. I look at Ash to see that he's fraying his ropes with a finger nail. I do the same thing.

"Your not as smart as you think you are," the shawdow says. Amelio turns only to get punched in the face and then tripped up. The figure steps out of the shadows, revealing it to be none other than Mary-Lynette. In her hand is a wooden stake.

"You wouldn't dare," Amelio says, backing away. Mary-Lynette glares at him.

"Actually, I'm quite sure I would," she says, her face completely serious. Amelio can tell that. He turned and tried to run. That wasn't a smart idea because it gave her an open -Lynette didn't hesitate. She stabbed him in the back with the stake.

"I didn't pierce your heart. I don't want to kill you but if you ever come after the man I love again, I will. Do you understand me?" she growls. She pulls the stake out and his guards carry him out. The ropes fall from my hands and I untie Rashel along with everyone else.

"You still have that stake?" Ash asks Mary-Lynette, his eyes wide.

"Why wouldn't I? It was a gift and it has a special meaning," Mary-Lynette shrugs and walks away. Ash looks sad and slumps in a chair. I follow Mary-Lynette. Rashel is right. I'm the only one that can understand what Mary-Lynette in this.

"I understand what your goig through," I say, coming up behind her. She's layig in a lawn chair in the back yard, staring at the stake in her hand.

"I love Ash. I always will. It's just that... everything is so disconcerting. I was human a few days ago and now... I'm not. I'm not mad at him, I just need to get everything straight in my head again. I don't mean to hurt him, I just want to think about it. This isn't what I wanted," she says, tears slipping down her cheeks. I sit in the chair next to her.

"He didn't want to lose you. He made a decision that was tough for him and he knows he hurt you. He's blaming himself for your indecision," I explain, ruffling her hair," You know what you've gotta do kid. Set it right. Your hurting yourself just as much as your hurting him."

"I know, I know. I want to but people keep using me to get to him. Maybe, if I'm not with him, he'll be safer," she says, twirling the stake in her hands.

"That's why your doing all of this?" Ash asks, sitting next to her. I knew he had been listening in from the beginning. She needs to have this talk with him. She nods, not meeting his eyes," That's crazy. I would never let anyone hurt you. Trust me when I say that I won't ever let anyone take you away from me."

Ash cups her cheek as he speaks. She blinks up at him and gives him a small smile. He pulls her into a tight hug and murmurs quiet things into her hair. Rashel walks up behind them and crosses her arms.

"Your so cute that it's sickening," Rashel mutters, sitting next to me. I wrap my arm around her shoulders and tightly. We talk about random things until early in the morning, enjoying just hanging out together and being safe.