A Brand New Nowhere

Gotta Love Hospitals

At the hospital, Karter underwent an hour or so of surgery to remove and stitch the bullet wound. Gowen, who had followed the ambulance to the hospital, stayed by her side as she was resting.

Jasmine, who was found having a panic attack in the house, was taken to a separate room to be calmed and allowed time to recover from the stress.

Karter was slowly starting to wake up from the surgery. She though the radio was on or someone was talking to/about her.

Humming. She could hear Gowen humming one of her favorite songs: Sway by Michael Bublé.

Then he began to mutter the lyrics while looking down at Karter's wound. "When marimba rhythms start to play.. Dance with me, make me sway. Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore.. Hold me close, sway me more."

The lyrics quietly spilled out of Karter's mouth as she slowly opened her eyes. "Like a flower bending in the breeze.. Bend with me, sway with ease"

He looked at her with a bit of surprise. "You're awake!"

"You're good at singing.." She gave him a loopy smile.

Woooow these drugs are strong as shit!

"Can you feel your wound?" He hovered his hand over it.

"No.."

"Not at all?"

"No!"

She started an attitude, wanting to see what he'd do. Karter knew he wouldn't put his hands on her like he would normally if she were a brat.

He gave her a warning glance but she continued with her attitude. "God when a woman says 'no' she means it!"

Gowen gave her a smile to hide he was dominant in that moment. "Mhm you're right."

"Men are pets." Karter kept at it. "Women should be walking men like dogs!"

"Oh that's a wonderful point. Speaking of that, I do have a collar and leash that you could put on me if you want to walk me so badly~"

Shit I can feel the switch energy in him when he says that!

"You.. you'll let me do that to you?"

"Only if I get control over you that night while you have control of me all day.. deal?"

He offered her his hand.

Gowen Terrance.. under MY control for an entire day and then under his control for the night...

"Deal.." Karter shook his hand and an evil grin morphed his face.

Postponing the date wasn't a big deal. Getting over the fact that Karter got shot wasn't a big deal. The fact that Jasmine was called the sister of Karter and Gowen was.

"Do I look like you?!" Jasmine cried out, driving Karter and Gowen back to Karter's house after a few days of staying in the hospital.

"No I don't think so.." Karter thought, admiring Jasmine's features.

Jasmine's shoulder-length, blonde wavy hair flowed smoothly from the wind coming from her opened window. Her ice blue eyes stared intently at the red light in front of her. Jasmine's bigger hourglass figure made her look so much curvier than Karter. She had hip dips and less noticeable side dips, unlike Jasmine. Karter was almost mesmerized by her best friends complexion.

"I know I look nothing like Gowen... right?" Jasmine whined again, this time sounding unsure.

"We have the same nose structure.." Gowen offered as Jasmine gently pushed the gas once the light turned green.

Karter shifted her gaze to Gowen. His dark red, fluffy hair almost covered his eyes and his small pointed nose sat perfectly on his face. His deep hazel eyes were fixated on the road ahead.

Of course, when his features change, his hair grows enough to cover his eyes. And his forehead grows a third hazel eye that he uses to read her deepest, dirtiest thoughts about him. His ears become long with an almost green tint at the point of them. His teeth become vampire-fang-like and his fingers become softer. If he wanted to, he could rob her with his soft hands and she would have no fucking idea.

"Well.." Jasmine snapped Karter out of her trance. "We're here."

"Already?" Karter huffed, unbuckling to get out.

Gowen watched her get out of the car before getting out with her. Jasmine rolled down her window a bit more and gave the couple a warm smile.

"Call me when you figure out a new date for that.. date.. ok, Kar?"

"Ok! Thank you, Jazzy!" Karter waved goodbye while leaning on Gowen to not put too much pressure on her leg.

Jasmine drove away as Gowen let Karter into her house. She had a bit of a limp for now but only needed small bits of help here and there.

"I can spend the night if you're comfortable with it?" Gowen offered. "Just to keep an eye on you and make sure you don't.. fall in the shower or something."

"Yeah because I'm so old that I can't even stand in the shower." Karter gave him an annoyed and tired glare.

"Watch your tone, brat!" He barked at her, making her submit and shut up.

He looked down at her submissive stance and smirked. "You're such a good girl, aren't you?"

"Only yours."

"That's right." He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. "All fucking mine~"