I decided that since both this chapter and the next are so short, I would post them both today. Enjoy :)
Nessie
Katerina's fluid body flies at me, but I am ready. When she crashes into me I grab her by her shoulders and throw her back. Soon we are a blur of color as we scratch, punch, and slap at each other from every angle. At one point she tackles me to the ground and we roll around trying to gain control.
She climbs on top of me and punches my face a few times before grabbing hold of my neck. She squeezes tightly—blocking my air flow. I attempt to break free, but fail. Finally, I kick my legs up and wrap them tightly around her neck. I squeeze with all my strength until she lets go.
She bites my thigh and I release too. Once again we are both standing. The difference is the bruises and blood. I can taste blood from my nose. She's bleeding from her top lip. I lunge this time, allowing my hunter instinct to dominate my movements. We do a dance with our arms on each others shoulders, but she finally breaks free.
She tries to run to a different place, but I use a nearby tree to launch myself past her so I land in front. I grab hold of her throat and squeeze. I push her up against a tree and watch as her face turns increasingly red. Her eyes begin to fade out.
The hunter in me wants to watch her die. I'm enjoying the feeling of victory—the elation of killing. This is what the vampire side of me has been begging for. Katerina makes little pleads, but I only hold tighter.
And then, just as she is about to die, a small melody stops me in my tracks. It's a ringtone. More importantly, it is the ringtone for my mom when she calls. If Mom is calling then they have won. They have won!
I drop Katerina and stare toward my house. She falls to the ground in a heap and begins coughing. Her hands grip at her throat. When I face her again, she is crying. "You here that?" I ask, still sounding like a monster.
"Ye..yes," she stutters out in a raspy voice.
"That phone call means your family is dead. My family has won." My tone startles me. I need to relax. "I want you to get out of here. I have spared you your life, but don't try my patience. I want you gone."
"Where do I go?" she says, now sobbing.
"I don't care. Do what you want. But never come back here expecting to kill me. I will not spare you twice." I watch as she stands up and begins to walk away. She disappears into the forest without another word exchanged.
I run quickly into the house and over to the counter where I have left my phone. I have two missed calls from Mom. In a rush, I push the send button. It rings once and then the perfect voice of my mother says hello.