This must be a Joke? Ciara thinks in panic, yeah all a joke. Maybe she had had to many drinks tonoight, could be possible. And maybe those fangs aren't real and they're fake. Then how do you explain why Dokota doesn't have a pulse? Maybe she wasn't pressing in the right stop. Ciara looks up at Drew with a scared but confused facial expression...A wide smile bursts across her expression and a bubbling laugh explodes from her lips.
There is no way this is real, Vampires only lived in pages of books or in nightmares (Well maybe not nightmares, considering Twilight had screwed up their scary reptation) or..or..or. Hell Ciara couldn't think of any other places Vampires could be other than books, she was never one to believe all that supernatural crap. It's halloween for christ sakes! And the Ciara bursts out laughing even more. Halloween. Well duh! Maybe she just didn't see those fake fangs or those marks on Dokota's neck.
Drew steps away from Ciara, a litte worried for her random out burst of laughing. "Why are you laughing?" Drew asks only to get more laughter for an answer.
"You had me fooled!" Ciara chokes through her laughter but only stops when Drew doesn't laugh.
Was she going crazy? Because there was no way in hell that Dokota was dead, probably knocked out from drinking. Then why is she in a closet with Drew? There were so many questions running through Ciara's mind, there was no way she was believing any of this. She was smart enough to firgure it out.
"This isn't a joke Ciara." Drew looks down at his hands and then back up at Ciara. His voice told her he wasn't joking, but vampires don't exsist godamnit!
"I'm not buying it, any minute now Dokota is going to wake up." But Ciara already knew that wasn't going to happen.
Maybe Ciara was to smart to realise the truth. She crouched down and again recahed for Dokota's pulse, finding nothing she moves onto her wrist and the Dokota's heart. Nothing, no steady beating of her heart, not even a sound, her skin was cold and slowly turning blue. Panic filled Ciara's body maybe she was dead, oh god. Bile slowly crept up her throat threating to spill out her mouth and all over the floor.
"You sick bastard!" She screams and lunges for Drew, he was a murderer. She didn't care how he killed Dokota, all she knew was that he killed her.
Her fists clenched and took a swing at Drew's face, landing it staright below his eye. Instead of pain inflitcing on him, it was like the punch rebounded and now her hand was throbbing. He didn't even flinch, he just stood there like a heavy rock, he only thing different between a rock and him was that his eyes were flaring with anger. Ciara took a step back, nursing her hand to her chest, and gulped.
"Why won't you just listen?" He snarled in a whisper, making his words seem sinister. He took step towards Ciara and grabbed her chin, lifting her head up, with a hard grip making pain shoot through her jaw. He leaned forward, Ciara's nose touching his and his foreheard touching hers, looking directly into her eyes.
It's like he's never heard of personal space, Ciara thinks. Her non injured hand grabs hold of Drew's wrist, digging her long nails into his skin and peircing it so blood pooled out of the cuts. She was deteminded to show him she wasn't scared of him one tiny bit, even though he was bigger then her in height and size.
"Well sorry but I don't usaully want to listen to murderers and the lies that spill out of their vile mouths." She spits back at him with confidence. Ciara had never met a murderer but she'd watched enough crime drama's to know they tell lies just to get their own way.
"Murderer? I'll show you murderer if you don't shut that little mouth of yours." His lips slightly brush hers making her grimance. His breath spells of blood and fresh mints, blood? The bile creeps back up her throat again, but she is denterminded to keep it in her stomach.
"Now will you let me explain?" He asks, anger is still filling his eyes but it is slowly slipping away. Its as if he can't stay angry at her, or maybe he's just a pretty calm person?
Ciara refused to listen, so with her injured hand, the pain was slowly disapearing (either way this dude had a pretty damn hard face), she lifted up behind his head, he didn't seem to notice at the moment. 1...2...3, she grabbed a load of his, soft, glossy hair and tugged really hard giving her enough time to escape from his grip and slip away towards the door. One, holy hell this cloakroom is pretty big and two, I was expecting him to squel like a girl when I pulled his hair. He seems like the type that worships it. Ciara jumps for the handle only to be lifted in the air by the waist by strong, warm hands.
"Get of off me!" Her legs kicking and arms flapping like a fish, Ciara let a scream jump out of her mouth. There must be someone to here her and save her, hell if not then they're all drunk bastard that she was going to haunt as a ghost.
Surprisingly the door rattles before being shoved open by a muscluar body. "Ciara?" It's Chase's voice. My knight in shinning amour, thank the lord surely his muscly body could knock out Drew. "Drew? What the fuck are you doing?" Chace lurches forward and pulls Ciara from Drew who is about ready to punch someone.
"Ciara over here thinks I'm a murderer and I've killed Dokota." Drew points at Dokota lazily like it doesn't even matter that she's dead.
"You did kill her!" She screeches and tryed to land another punch on Drew's face but only to be stopped by Chases arms wrapped around her waist.
"She's perfectly fine!" He shouts back.
"How can she be perfectly fine when she's dea-" Chase wraps a hand over her mouth before she can even finish her sentence.
"Shut up! Both of you, someone will end up coming in." Chase whispers when there is no reason to because people outside the closet wouldn't be able to here their voices over the music.
Who the hell's side is he on? Ciara glares at Chase even though he can't see her.
"Any one going to help me up?" A delicate voices fills the room, funny Ciara didn't remember there being another woman in here. Ciara actually regonised that voice it sounded like...
"Sorry Dokota." Holy shit. Holy fuck. Holy fucking shit.
Drew pulled Dokota up of the floor, her skin was no longer white or blue but a healthy natural glow, her cheeks red from blood. But how? She was dead Ciara had seen it with her own eyes, she felt it with her own hands. Its the drinking, Ciara reasure's herself but she knew it wasn't the drinking. Ciara was breathing heavily through her nose, her eyes wide with utter shock.
"See, what did I say?" Drew says in a voice that basically says 'you're such an idiot.' "Anyways where was I? Ah yes, I'm a vampire, I didn't kill Dokota, she's half dead which means her blood and can reproduce quickly, I was thirsty, I drunk all her blood, and then her blood reproduced, therefore Dokota is. Not. Dead." Drew says in a rush.
"And now he's about to earse your memory." Chase adds in. Ciara started to hyperventalate, she couldn't get enough oxygen into and Chases covering her mouth was not helping. Drew took hold of her head, his hands gently touch her temples and a white light flashes throughout Ciara's mind. What was he doing? She started to shake her head to get rid of Drew's gently touch but that didn't work. What did he mean Dokota was half dead? A vampire? No he wasn't he was just a physco that needed help and when she got out of here she was going to call the police and-
*Chases pov*
Ciara goes limp in my arms, her head falling into my chest and her eyes closing shut. She looks like she's sleeping but I know she's not, she has been knocked out by Drew's compulsion spell. I take my hand away from her soft lips and pick her up in a bridal style way. Her body feels so small against my chest but I can't help but think how perfect she feels to be in my arms.
How would she react if she knew what I was? Probably the same way she did with Drew, freak out. I don't blame her If it was me walking into with a dead girl and a man claiming he's a vampire, I'd be confused as hell.
I look back down at Ciara's face and see a red mark on her right jaw, its like it is a christmas light beaming at me, screaming for my attention. The mark looks like a hand and it disapears underneath her chin, instantly I know this has something to do with Drew. Anger runs through my bones, how dare he lay a finger on her, delicate sweet Ciarabella.
I pass Ciara to Dokota who at first struggles to hold Ciara up but she evetually does. "What did you do to her jaw?" I snarl, my hands clenching into tight fists. I don't understand why I am feeling so protective over Ciara but it feels right.
Drew looks at Ciara and examines the mark across her jaw. "Opps?" He just shrugs his shoulders. He is about to say something else but I don't let him have the chance I lunge at him and pin him to the wall, my hands clench around his pale neck chocking the air out of his mouth.
"Someone's a little moody." He snarls back. I didn't notice that his hand had wrapped around my throat like I to him. Except his grip feels tighter then mine.
"No, I just care." I spit at him emathising on the word care, Drew looks at me as if I have just told a lie.
"Stop it both of you, Ciara is getting cold and needs to be back in her bed." Dokota informs us as she holds tightly to Ciara trying to pevent her from slipping to the floor. I let go of Drew's throat and decide to pay attention to Ciara and not him. Taking her from Dokota's arms, I take her back to my car and drive to her home.
*Ciara's pov*
"Wake up sleepy head." A voice whispered into Ciara's ear, the person's breathe tickling her ear. Ciara moaned before rolling over in her bed and switching sides. She didn't want to get up yet, today was her of day from work and she was thankful for that. If she spent another minute with Drew and Chase she going to punch one of them.
"Baby, come on get up," Ashton's voice was still next to her ear and he was leaning over her body to get to it, the bed sinking from his weight. "Okay then." Ciara hears him sigh before he gets up and disappears somewhere. Where's is he going? Ciara thinks but then shrugs and go back to her lovely peaceful sleep.
All of a sudden Ciara was being lifted up of the bed and slung over a shoulder, most likely Ashton's, who else would be dragging her to the bathroom? Wait, what? The bathroom?
Ciara starts to fling her arms and legs everywhere, instantly knowing what Ashton was going to do.
(A/N: Changing the way im writing)
"Don't you dare!" I screech, my fists slamming into his back. "I mean it!" But its to late I'm already being thrown into the shower and icy cold water hammers down on my body.
A screech of shock erupts from my mouth. Godamnit just a t-shirt and underwear is not a good combination with icy cold water. Ashton is laughing as I slip and slide in the water like a fish out of water. Damn him! Evil man!
"Would the lady like some help?" Ashton gives me his hand, he is still laughing.
I grab hold of his hand but instead of getting up I pull him into the cold water, I have taken by surprise. He falls to be side, clutching my shoulder and pulling me on top of him, using me as a shield from the Antarctica waterfall. I can't control my laugh and we laugh together, hugging each other.
"I guess I deserve that, don't I?" He asks innocently
"Damn straight you do." I flick his nose and climb out of the bath.
- 3am, Halloween,after Chase has left with Ciara -
He watched from the side of the house, as Chase took her to his car. Dammit the man growled, does Chase know? Maybe he doesn't, Chase wasn't that smart. Either way he had to keep Ciara away from Drew and Chase.
The man took out a sharp blade from his black belt, along with another one and scarped both against the cement wall causing Chase to turn around. He had already placed Ciara in the car, away from the danger that was about to come.
The man once again scraped the blades along the wall before climbing out of the shadows and in plain view of Chase.
"Hello pretty boy." The man growled and threw the blade straight at Chase, embedding it deep into his stomach. Chase then leaned over in pain, a loud groan coming from his mouth.
The man took his other blade and walked up to Chase and stabbed it right into his back. He bent over and whispered into his ear.
"Stay away from Ciarabella." The man pushes him over and leave Chase groaning in pain on the floor.
"Ciara!" A shout. The man looks to the left to see Drew running out the door towards Chase's care.
Pathetic, and they don't even realise what she is. The man thinks before throwing a throwing star straight at Drew.
Taking one last look at the scene that lay before him and then fleeing into the night.
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