Tainted (COMPLETE)

13

CH 13

NOW

"Okay so the bodies like barely fit in the dumpster," Stella said. She looked tired for once. I had never seen her so worn down before. "How many did Jonas have to kill?" I questioned. I was sitting in Ezekiels study, and Ezekiel who never really left my side much lately, was passed out on his leather couch in the corner.

"Over 15." Stella told me, sighing. "He's getting sloppy Aze and I dont know what to say, when he is with you he's perfectly fine, its like youre the anchor that keeps him stable," she explained.

"Yeah Im beginning to think thats true," I said looking over at Ezekiel. Deep down I knew the only reason why I loved him was because he had finished the bite and was my maker, for all I knew if I ever transitioned I would be begging for him to marry me.

"Is he okay?" I asked after a moment. "He's slightly neurotic, but Jonas is doing his best. He keeps asking when he can see you again. Aze Im not sure its healthy for either of you to be apart. Obviously he needs you and you need him. Why dont you just skip out on Ezekiel and go run off with the real love of your life and live it up while you still can?" Stella questioned me.

"Its not the easy Stell," I murmured. I felt like pulling my hair out. "If I leave, he will know where I am, because of the bond," I stated. "Well...shit," Stella groaned. "Hey I have to go Louis is starting to panic," she said and then she hung up.

THEN

I was panicking the whole ride to the Underground. This time Jonas drove. "So.." he said looking at me. "Hows the whole being a kinda werewolf going?" he questioned. "Besides puking up blood you guys force me to drink like every three days, pretty good. I can run a mile in half my time and I can smell like everything which probably isnt so good," I said offhandedly. "We have never heard of a "kinda" werewolf," Jonas said smiling. Damnit when he smiled he looked normal. "Well I never heard of real werewolves so I guess we are kinda even," I told him back.

"Is that FLIRT that I hear in your voice! Azalee Marie are you FLIRTING!" Stella exclaimed from the front seat. "That was...not....I was not...EW...thats Jonas!" I yelled at her. Was she serious! "Hey nothing is wrong with Jonas!" Stella stated. "Yeah what she said," Jonas said backing her up. "I give up on you two can we just drive the rest of the way in silence?" I demanded.

***

And just like I thought Stella left me again ,and this time we hadnt even made it to the front door yet. "Im with them," I told the bouncer as he let Stella and Jonas pass the line of waiting and complaining people. The bouncer, who had a name tag of "Ed" on the left side of his shirt. "Jonas didnt say you were," Ed said, crossing his arms. "So back of the line please,"

I scoffed. "Are you kidding me! Im not...waht is wrong...call him back here to get me!" I demanded. "Look honey, you look like a nice girl, but no one tells Jonas what to do," Ed said to me, taking hold of my shoulders and trying to push me to the back of the line.

"Listen here ED," I said digging my heels in. "She's with me," a british voice said smoothly. I didnt know a lot of british people. Ed let me go and I turned around. "Sorry Mr St Claire she said she was with Jonas," Ed stammered.

Louis smiled slightly. "No one is with Jonas unless they are crazy," he said. I nodded at that one. Stella was pretty crazy. "Come along Azalee," Louis said and he motioned for me to go first through the door.

We walked down the black hallway covered in glow and the dark paint. "Ezekiel told me not to be alone around you," I finally said. We were almost to the door of the club. "Ezekiel is a huge mother hen, yeah? Never leaves you alone? Always telling you what to do?" he stopped me in the hall, by the door, pushing me up against the wall.

"Do I look dangerous to you?" he asked me, leaning in a little too close to my face. "A little bit," I admitted. "I mean you did try to kill me," I said raising my eyebrows. He shook his head, grinning. "A mistake on my part of course, lets just...forget past transgressions shall we?" he suggested. I looked into his eyes and knew he wasnt trying to compel me, maybe because he really wanted to me to trust him or maybe because he couldnt, I didnt know. "Yeah," I agreed, I really wanted to trust him. I didnt want to hate him like Ezekiel was trying to make me do. "On that note, lets get going shall we?" he opened the door and I looked around in awe.

Stella stood in front of the door, she looked like she had been about ready to walk back to find me. She was covered in glow in the dark paint and had glow sticks around her neck and her wrists. "Oh!" she said grabbing my hands and pulling me into the club. Louis stepped in behind me and closed the door behind him. "Its about time you showed up..." she kept talking but the music drowned her out. I almost wanted to hit her for abandoning me again.

Ellie Goulding's "Burn" came on loud and strong and Stella pulled me on to the dance floor laughing. I looked around and saw Louis smiling at me from the door. He was glowing as well, the black lights illuminating his suit he was dressed in. He was immaculate for the deranged werewolf Ezekiel made him out to be.

We, we don't have to worry 'bout nothing' Cause we got the fire, and we're burning one hell of a something

Stella reached to the person next to her and grabbed tubes of paint, then pushing the guy away from her. She popped the top to the orange paint and started smearing it on my face. I could see her lips moving but couldnt hear what she was saying.

When the light started out they don't know what they heard

Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world

I let her smear my face with the other colors and then my arms and then I felt someone come up behind me. I turned and looked and Louis was standing behind me, his hands on my waist. He held his hand out to Stella and I looked at her. She looked a little dazed and handed the paints over. Louis waved her off and she left. I said nothing, pretty sure he just compelled my best friend to leave us alone. My trust in him was now fading just a little bit.

He opened a tube of blue paint and put some on his fingers before running them softly along my left arm in a circular pattern. He handed me the tube and I did the same to him, but I ran my painted fingers across his face.

And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn, We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn

He pulled me in close, throwing the tubes of paint on the floor around him, and I let the blue tube fall out of my hand. His eyes almost looked like they were glowing too. He left one hand on my waist and ran the other one up my arm. My skin prickled under his touch.

We don't wanna leave, no. We just wanna be right now right now,And what we see is everybody's on the floor acting crazy, getting loco 'til the lights out

He pulled me in even closer, so my hips meshed with his and I let out a gasp. His hand rode up from my arm to my face and before I even knew what I was doing I was wrapping my arms around him, not because he compelled me but because I wanted too, and I was kissing him.

Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world, We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky