The malls doors slid open smoothly and Spencer greeted Samantha with a hug followed by Penelope. I was given a hug as well. "Chocolate mountain!" I shook my head at the nickname as she squeezed my arm a little and slipped between me and Sam, pulling her away just enough they could walk side by side. The feeling of angry eyes followed us and David looked back. "Don't look at him. Ah know he's back there. Only thing yer gonna do is upset Sammy before she has to be." She looked over at me. "What?" "Nothing lil lady. Come on." I caught her hand, pulling her around to walk right in front of me so I could kiss the top of her head. A gasp sounded behind us and the man following picked up his pace. I lightly pushed Samantha a few steps forward, spinning to grab the weapon the guy was holding. "Shouldn't play with knives." Sam scuffled away nervously as the guy snarled, taking a swing at me. I didn't bother dogging, it'd hurt him a lot more than me. His hand hit my cheek, the sound of several bones snapping echoed next to my ear. His eyes widened before he screamed. Broken shards of bone splintered through his skin as blood trickled through his fingers onto the floor. "You worthless Nigger!!" He tried to pull his other hand free so he could use the knife but I wasn't about to let him go. "I'm going to gut that worthless whore you're with like-!" He cut of on a scream as I squeezed his other hand until I heard his knuckles break. The metallic scent of iron laced blood tingled my nose and I fought down my groan as I watched my prey panting before me. Such a shame this wouldn't end in a kill. "Ah think what ya meant to say was yer gonna leave, and not bother her anymore." He screamed and lunged forward but another squeeze had him on his knees. Blood trickled between my fingers, hot and sticky. "Say it." "Fuck you and that bitch!" My hold tightened again, twisting sharply until the bones in his wrist shattered through the skin gaining another agonizing scream. "Ya gonna tell meh lil lady yer leaving her alone, or ahm ah gonna take this hand off?" He snarled up at me, tears running down his face from the pain. "Wrong answer." Another sharp twist tore through the flesh and his hand was dropped onto the floor, knife being kicked away. "Say it, or ah start on the other one." He tried to bolt but I caught his wrist, squeezing until he screamed. "OK!! Ok!! I won't bother her anymore! I'll never come back!! Now let me go!!" He pulled away and I let him go, much to my regret. There were few things I'd like more than to chase him down and bury my hands into his chest. The thought of his the warm sticky blood sliding through my fingers made my engine rumble quietly before I forced myself to focus. Samantha was still here and she was the only thing more importantly than than my prey right now. Finally I knelt, picking up his blade to hand hilt first to her. "Don't think he'll bother ya anymore lil lady. Come on." For several seconds she just watched me in awe before jumping into my arms to hug me. "Its alright. Come on, ah wanna get cleaned up." Her face tucked into my neck and I lifted her a little higher, letting her sit on one arm as I slipped into the bathroom to wash my hands, and her gift.
The lights in the club flashed wildly in the other wise dark room as I kept a close eye on Sam. She was enjoying herself right now, dancing with Penelope but I could tell she was getting tired. We had been here a while after all and I'd danced with her quite a bit. Clubbing had been my favorite passed time before everything went to shit. A few guys had pulled her away to dance but she was never gone for more than one song. There weren't many she accepted the offer from either. The music died down, singling the change in song and Sam began making her way over to the bar with Penelope in toe. I followed shortly after, leaning over her so I could hold both her hands. "Ya better save some energy for tonight. Makes meh hot watching ya out there." She blushed as I kissed her head, pulling her hands out from under mine to reach up and run her fingers through my hair. "I so look forward to it. How's your tolerance to alcohol?" I smirked. "About as good as everything else ah drink." A smirk covered her face and she waved a menu under my nose. "Here you go." The thin plastic covered paper was taken and I looked over the options, searching for them online before deciding which ones to try. Alcohol would process the same as any other flammable liquid so there was no worry of harming my systems. It tasted a pit of a lot better than gas also.
The heavy drum of music went a long way in smoothing out my mind and clearing away stress. It'd been a long time since I'd been able to enjoy this and I hoped she would make this a frequent trip. She seemed to be enjoying herself and I could tell she was getting wobbly now. She'd already gotten several drinks from guys at the bar and probably wouldn't be walking out of here. One of the men that had bought her a drink slid into the seat beside her, offering a Jello shot that she gladly took. One of his own was knocked back and he caught her as she wobbled on her stool. Someone else made their way over though. A shiver of unease tickled up my struts as he held out a glass to her. I stepped between them, intercepting it before her fingers touched it. His eyes narrowed and I knew I was looking at another predator. "Just trying to be friendly." The glass was pulled away and I dumped it down the front of his shirt. "Leave the ladies alone." For a second he thought about fighting me before just moving down the bar to another woman and ordering a drink. "That seemed rather uncalled for." "Ya think so? Watch him." David glanced at me before watching as the guy slipped something into the glass and slid it toward the girl. "Any good predator can recognize another." He glared, slipping passed me and between the two to warn the other girl, flashing his badge for good measure as I took up guard next to Samantha once more. She heaved a sigh moving closer. "Thanks." My fingers cleared away the few strands of hair that had fallen in her eyes and I kissed her forehead. "I think I'm about ready to go. And by go I mean you carry me out because there's no way I'd ever manage to walk to the door by myself." I chuckled a little, lifting her into my arms as David came back. "I take it you're getting ready to go. I'll tell the others." I waved him off. "We'll take a cab." "I think they were waiting on you any how." David held up his hands to make sure we would stay before going to get the others. Sam yawned wide with a squeaky finish that made me laugh. "Ah know. Ya had a long day, had fun though." She nodded, snuggling into me as Spencer made his way over holding up a wobbly Penelope. She very nearly fell over before I caught her arm and picked her up with Sammy. "Ya lil ladies over did it." Spencer gave me a suprised look tainted with suspicion as I began carrying both woman toward the exit. Samantha climbed up higher to flop over my shoulder while Penelope squealed. "I've never been carried before! It's like roller coaster! The whole room is spinning!" I glanced up at her as she threw her arms up. "I feel so tall!" David shook his head, watching us until I got them both into the car. "I think I should drive! Move over boy genius!" "How bout we not do that. Ah wanna get home. Get yer toasted ass back here before ah get David's cuffs." She turned around to grin at me before climbing into my lap to kiss me. "Oh I'll let you cuff me any time black magic." Samantha barked a laugh, leaning farther into my side as I heaved a vent. Penelope pushed my shirt up, running her hands down my chest as I brushed the hair from Sam's face. "Aren't you going to stop her?" Spencer ask, looking back at us. "Naw, she'll pass out in a few minutes anyhow and ah don't want wanna upset her. It'll be a much more peaceful ride if she stays happy." David glanced back just as she kissed me again, seeming confused as to why I wouldn't respond. "Don't you think I'm pretty?" I sighed, bopping her on the nose lightly. "Yer absolutely gorgeous, but we've all had a lot to drink and yer not gonna be awake very long. Just simmer down now. We're not that far from home. Ya can spend the night so ya don't fall trying to get back to yer house. Ya two can stay as well, can't imagine Sammy will mind much." David glanced in the mirror, nodding lightly. Samantha yawned widely, pushing at Penelope until she was on her side before curling up in my lap. "Tired lil lady? Ah know, it's been a long day." I pulled her closer, tucking her face into my neck as I rubbed her back. Her soft breaths tickling my false skin as she slipped off to sleep. Penelope wasn't far behind and passed out against the window as David chuckled. "Well, at least they had fun." "Yeah, hopefully lil lady will go out more often. Ah really missed clubbing. Been way too long." Spencer turned half way around to look at us. "She did look like she was having a good time. The way you were knocking back the drinks I can't understand how you walked out of there. That much alcohol should have been enough to put you in the hospital." There was a hint of nervousness in his voice at the last part but I wasn't that concerned about it. "Ah hold meh drink pretty well. Keep yer voice down, don't want ya disturbing the girls." Samantha's hair slipped through my fingers like silk. For several seconds Spencer just watched me, trying to decide if he should say something else before turning back to watch the road with David.