Into The Night

Chapter Seven

~Dakota's POV~

"I knew that becoming friends with this girl was a horrible idea from the spot! How could I have been so stupid as to meet someone and after only a few days have them come and save me?!" I groaned loudly. If she were to ever find out my secret she would probably transport me to a lab or kill me herself! I can clearly see that she isn't afraid to end a hunter's life, let alone a smelly dog's. But I rolled my eyes and swore to myself that I would never allow her to find out. Even though she didn't succeed in killing Amara, I still want her dead. She turned on her own kind 127 years ago if you put the pieces together you'll understand why my family is gone and I'm stuck living with the worst man alive. My foster dad is everything u could possibly ask for, if you asked for a smelly,cigarette smoking, greedy little jerk as a foster dad.

I couldn't just leave Ember laying here like this. She would bleed out from the giant gash in her left thigh and the cuts and slices on her neck and elbow. There was so much blood and she was just laying in a puddle of it... I slapped my forehead and wondered why I waited this long to help my Ember. So I picked her up and put her on my back as I ran as fast as I could to her house.

I was almost there when I full on collided with one of the redwoods next to her house. She flew off my back and slammed into the tree behind us. She woke up. I looked into her eyes and I saw something strange. It was for a couple brief moments, but it still happened. Her eyes were yellow. Not just the yellow hazel, or the yellowish blue that eyes normally are like. They were glowing bright solid yellow. Then as quickly as they turned yellow they went straight back to blue.

"D-Dakota... please... help me..." she pleaded. All I did was stare at her eyes afraid to get an inch closer to her. She grabbed her bleeding leg and pressed on it trying to make the blood stop. I was just seeing things... Right? It couldn't have happened. That kind of thing is just impossible, unless you're like me, but still. Yeah, I was just seeing things. She looked down. I ran over and picked her up as I did before then continued back to her house. Her parents and brother were gone on vacation but decided not to bring her. I dragged her inside and up the stairs into her room. I played her on her bed, afraid I would make the gash bigger by also dragging her into her bathroom. "Dakota?" She said weakly while staring at the ceiling. "I'm here Ember. Can you bite down on this cloth for me please?" I put a my tee shirt into her mouth and she bit down hard, ripping the material, as I poured alcohol on her leg. She grabbed the mattress with her fingernails that reminded me of claws because they were sharp and filed into a point. "Listen Ember, I know this hurts but it has to be cleaned. The blood was already starting to soak her bed. I had to move faster. I left he room and ran all over the house to find a needle and some thread. At last I found a short needle and black thin, but strong, thread.

I tried a knot at the end and began sewing her leg shut. She screamed through the tee shirt and kicked me in the gut multiple times. It took almost 30 stitches to close it. She calmed down when I finished and I took the tee shirt out of her mouth. "I could barely even breathe!" She shouted. "Then why didn't you just take the short out?" I asked calmly. She huffed at me as I began cleaning the cuts on her elbow and neck. She flinched a little but she wasn't in much pain anymore. I wish that I could just tell her what happened or just tell her my secret but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I put the last bandage around her arm and got up. As I started for the door she grabbed my hand. "Can you... can you stay with me? And protect me?" She said looking deep into my eyes. She said it so innocently, but considering what just happened she isn't afraid of anything. I looked back at her and peered into her eyes as well. "Of course I will. I wouldn't let anything happen to you ever again." A said lovingly as a pulled off the blood soaked sheet and layed down next to her, pulling her onto me as she cuddled with my chest.

~Ember's POV~

I have never felt safer in my entire life then that moment. I realized that I never wanted him to leave me. I snuggled into him and he did the same. It was very cold in my room but I couldn't even tell because he was so warm. I quickly fell asleep.

I woke up in the morning I looked over at Dakota's rested face. He was also awake. "Why good morning beautiful." He smiled and whispered into my ear. I yawned and smiled back, again nestling into him. "Good morning." I said back, then fell asleep again. About an hour later I woke up again and he wasn't in my bed anymore. For a split second I panicked and looked around. Was it all a dream? A loud CLANG came from downstairs. Nope. It wasn't a dream. I slowly sat up and stretched, well, tried to anyways. I chuckled a little and went into my bathroom. I took off the bandage on my neck but I didn't look at it, expecting a lot of blood. So I looked at the bandage in my hand instead. No blood. None at all. I slowly lifted my head and peered at my neck in the mirror. All I saw was smooth skin without a single mark. I ripped the bandages and gauze off of my arm. Same thing. I observed the healed skin and leaned back against the wall. I was scared so much by this. The cuts and bruises were supposed to be right there! Nothing was there!

I slowly sank down to the floor and Dakota came and knocked on the bathroom. I snapped out of my weird trance and said come in. He opened the door and came inside. "What are you looking at and why are you on the floor?" He asked. "Look on the counter and in the sink..." I answered. He did so and stood back in total shock. "Don't worry Ember, it was just a dream." He lied. "Oh yeah? What are these from?" I pulled up my shorts a little to expose the 28 stitches going across my upper thigh. He backed up a little and motioned with his head to follow him. Considering that he knew I wanted some answers right now.