Necromania

by Kyla Pitts

Skye was just a normal girl who had what some might call a hellish life. She had no friends to speak of; she worked every night because her dad refused to provide anything but a room for her. She never saw her dad as he was always out with friends getting drunk and would return home in the early hours of the morning when she was asleep. What happens when she's saved by 5 strangers.

4. The Life Of The Party As We Burn In Hell

Skye's POV

I awoke to find myself laying on a bed in a strange room. I was not, however, alone; standing at the other side of the room were 3 men. One was the one I had seen before I passed out, but the other 2 I'd never seen before; one had long dark hair and was wearing a top hat; and the other had light brown medium length hair and had a pair of steampunkish goggles on his head. I asked where I was and the shorter of the 3, the one with the goggles, walked over and sat in the bed next to me.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, smiling slightly.

"My neck hurts a bit, but other than that I feel fine." I croaked. Oh god, I sounded awful.

"Do you remember?"

"Ermm…there was…there was a man." I said struggling to remember. The individual details were hard to pick out. The most prominent memory was the pain. I gasped. The pain was so intense. Blinding me. Blocking out everything else.

"Help me!" A voice screamed, it took a moment to realise that the voice was mine. I screamed until my throat was raw and the pain of the memories had subsided enough to return to reality. All three me were now stood around the bed, sharing the same worried expression.

"What the hell just happened Shane?" The guy wearing the top hat asked.

"I…I don't know" Shane answered.

"What the fuck's going on?!" Yelled a guy with short light brown hair, bursting through the door; closely followed by a slightly taller man with a middle lip piercing; who's hair was shaved at the sides and fringe was dyed red.

"I don't know Drew. One minute Shane's talking to her calmly and the next she's shrieking like a banshee!" the guy with the black hair, Laurence I think, replied.

"I don't want to remember." I whispered, tears beginning to leak from my eyes. "I don't want to remember anything."

I felt the bed dip and arms wrap around me, drawing me into a comforting embrace. Peeking through my hair I saw it was Shane. I smiled slightly. It felt good to have someone finally care. He held me long after the sobs that had wracked my body had subsided. Eventually he had to let go, and when he did they finally introduced themselves. The guy wearing the top hat was Luke; the guy with the shorter black hair who resembled a panda was Laurence; the guy with the goggles was Shane; the guy with the shorter light brown hair was Drew; and the guy with the red fringe and the lip piercing was Kier. They were all vampire hunters and had been following the trail of the one who attacked me for a couple of days. I was relieved to hear that I wouldn't be joining the ranks of the undead anytime soon. Yet throughout all their explaining one thing stood out and it was that apart from introducing himself Kier had stood silently watching me with a curious look in his eyes. As the night wore on everyone slowly fell asleep.