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Chapter 7

"What!" Marisia exclaims, struggling even harder, desperate to break free. "You can't do this! I'll hate you forever! I'll kill myself! You can't do this!" She rocks back and forth as he comes closer. He's insane! He would do it she just knew it!

"It won't hurt at all; you'll hardly feel a thing. It will be over before you know it." He has completely ignored everything she's said. He steps even closer.

"Stop! I'll hate you forever! I'll kill you! I'll kill myself! You can't do this!" He's in front of her now, fangs out, a dangerous glint in his eyes, deaf to everything she's said. She turns away, but he just holds her head straight. She spits in his face, and he wipes it off, as calm as ever.

"Don't do this Haydn! Please let me go! I-I'll listen, I'll try and remember, just don't do this!"

"Hush, little Marisia, hush. Just relax, if you relax you won't feel a thing; you'll just fall asleep and wake up, no big deal." He removes the handcuffs, and settles her onto his lap upon the bed.

"Except I'll be a vampire! And I will never forgive you!" This seems to get through to him. Haydn blinks a few times, and appears a little apprehensive and confused, but then resolve settles onto his face.

"You'll feel differently once it's over, once you remember." He says calmly and strikes.

She thought it would hurt, and it does at first, as the two sharp teeth penetrated her skin there's a stinging pain. She struggles, still trying to break free, and he's right it did hurt when she struggled. She knows there's no hope of getting loose, so she slumps in his arms and he holds her tighter. It's kind of relaxing actually.

See, it's alright. It won't take long. Haydn's voice says clearly in her mind.

What, you can talk to me with your mind? She asks shocked, in her mind as well. She had closed her eyes, and is floating in a murky abyss.

Yes, I told you, we're soul mates. His voice is as calm as ever.

But-but, then you know, I don't want to be a vampire. I could never be a vampire. You must know that I was saying exactly what I meant when I said I would hate you forever. Please don't do this Haydn!

I-I don't want to; I just can't see any other option.

We'll find a way. She promises. There must be another way, just please don't do this.

She feels his mouth leave her neck, and he closes the puncture wounds with a kiss. Marisia feels extremely lightheaded and she stays limp in his arms.

"Are you still going to make me a vampire?" She whispers.

"Oh, Marisia." He murmurs, holding her even closer, touching his lips to her hair.

"Will I be okay? Did you take too much?" The world appears at a permanent spinning tilt. Haydn examines her closely, his eyes full of thoughtful concern.

"Normally, no, you would be perfectly fine in less than five minutes. But with what you've been through, I don't think so. Better safe than sorry." He concludes, bringing his wrist to his mouth and biting it hard. She stares at Haydn's wrist, with the two small holes bleeding slowly. He seriously wanted her to do this? That could be bad right? What if he was tricking her? She can't think straight, her mind is foggy and her vision is turning gray.

"What if you've already given me too much? What if I . . ." Marisia gulps.

"No, I know how much is too much. You'll be okay." She doesn't trust him, but knows with a certainty that if she doesn't, she'll die. Marisia closes her eyes and lets him bring his wrist to her mouth. This was so gross. The disgusting liquid starts to flow into her mouth and she begins to gag and choke.

"Hey it's okay," Haydn sooths, stroking her hair, in a strangely comforting way. "Just swallow, you don't want to choke to death. How lame would that be right?" He just can't help being sarcastic and teasing me can he? Marisia thinks in disgust and she hears him chuckle. Oh yeah right, that mind reading thingy.

She manages to swallow a few gulps, and is surprised that it doesn't taste as if she was sucking on a cut finger, she just can't figure out a way to describe it; sweet but bitter, like tasting life and death, it makes her feel floaty and dizzy yet with every swallow she's more alert. She tries to push his wrist away, but he puts it back.

"No, you need more, you're too weak." He chides. She begins to realize there's a very real possibility that he's still trying to make her a vampire, she feels fine now. Marisia pushes his wrist back. I feel fine now Haydn. Don't you dare try anything. He looks down at her astonished, but pulls his wrist back, and within seconds the wound heals. He handsher a glass of water and she goes to the sink and rinses her mouth clean of the disgusting liquid. She stalks back over to him, fuming.

"You weren't going to give me just enough were you? You were going to make me a vampire!" She accuses angrily.

"Guilty as charged." He says coolly, his green eyes like twin glaciers.. God he was unbelievable!

"I'm leaving now. I listened to your crap, but now I don't want to see you again. Ever." She walks towards the door, but he appears in front of her.

"What now?" She asks crossly, hands on hips. He strides over to her and pins her hands on the door above her head, his cool hand holding her wrists in an iron grip. Haydn's face is inches from hers; she can feel his hot breath on her face and is staring into two bottomless pools of dazzling emerald green. She swallows and turns her head away.

"I think I can find my way home," She says coldly." Plus if Calvin is there he will kill you," She thinks about this a moment. "On second thought, go right ahead." He glares down at her.

"No, until your birthday has passed you're not leaving my sight." She suddenly is overcome by a wave of dizziness, and sways on her feet. Haydn reaches out to steady her, but she shoves him away with all the strength she can muster, which in her present state has the effect of a mouse pushing on Mount Everest.

"What are you doing?" She asks, as the world begins to spin around her. He shouldn't be able to do this; she's immune to mind control. Haydn grins crookedly down at her, but it's a twisted and doesn't come close to meeting his eyes.

"I just happen to have a little gift that comes in handy quiet often when I want to incapacitate fellow vampires, or in this case, part vampires."

"How did you know?" Marisia gasps out. The air is suffocating her, she can't stand straight anymore and begins to topple over, but of course Haydn catches her.

"I know you like the back of my hand. You've also had this little quirk every time." Her knees buckle underneath her and he carries her to the bed. She couldn't move, she's paralyzed.

"So you're just going to keep me paralyzed for three weeks?" She manages to gasp out.

"There's always another option, all you have to do is say the word, and we won't have to worry about a thing." He looks down at her, his eyes hard but hopeful.

"Never!" She croaks out.

"Fine then, we'll discuss this later." And with a wave of his hand, everything goes black.