'GET AWAY FROM HER!' I demanded in a low deadly voice.
He laughed, this sickly morbid laugh, he started to kiss his way down her neck, never taking his eyes of me.
I looked down at Clare fully taking her in. She was stood In nothing but sexy black underwear, complete panic covering her eyes. A bright red hand mark covered the side of her beautiful face. Tears where welling up behind her beautiful eyes, her fists where tightened in panic and anger. She looked strait at me, almost a smile spreading as hope filled her soul.
As he kissed her, she gripped the his arm that was viced around her waist fists tight with panic. 'ummm not till I've finished' he said low seductive voice.
Clare squirmed under his grip. 'Please, Shane let me go' she begged him.
He turned her small body around looking deep in her eyes, only a monsters eyes stared back. 'but i'm not finished yet!' he whined like a child.
'Shane let her go!' I demanded again. Taking a step towards her. He caught me action and spun her around to face me again.
He pulled out a small shiny knife. He grassed her cheek with it. Laughing low and dangerous. 'now why would I want to do that? Come any closer vampire I scar her for life!' Shane said looking serious, his voice suddenly taking on a mask of evil.
'Shane-' Clare tried to squeak out.
'ENOUGH!' he doomed scaring my way, Clare jumped in shock and closed her eyes for a second.
He looked back down at Clare, grazing her soft beautiful face. Clare locked eyes with me pleading to be safe again. She stretched out her arm reaching, I stepped forward thinking Shane didn't see me. His head snapped back up 'I told you vampire' he said low and dangerous, he dragged the knife along Clare's perfect skin laughing like a mad man, from the eye brow down to her lip he dug the knife in.
letting fresh bloody trickle down her perfect face, surly leaving her scared for life.
She screamed out my name, pleading Shane to let her go, he kept laughing as he moved the knife to her erratic heart. I was helpless, 1 move from me meant he would move and he would kill her. I locked gazes with Shane. 'what do you want?' I asked pissed off now.
He laughed at me, 'to make sore you suffer' he laughed.
'well lets do this man to man' I said trying to free Clare.
Surprisingly he took my offer throwing Clare onto the bed where she scrambled up to the head board gathering my jacket to put around her picking up tissues from her bedside table holding them to her weeping wound on her face.
This was between me and Shane now.