The Alpha's Doll || #wattys2023

Chapter 55

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It was an odd feeling, to feel the blood as it drained through your veins. You don't quite feel your blood until it is being sucked out of you. The initial pain had passed and now, the feeling was almost pleasurable. It was just a little bit ticklish and just a little bit like I was on the verge of something amazing.
Almost like an orgasm.

Damon's shouts hadn't failed to be heard although they had somehow blended with the background. I could feel myself begin to get light headed and then severely so.
It did not last long however, which was almost a disappointment that I shall never admit outloud. The blond woman hissed and withdrew. She pushed me away and let a growl ripple through her lips. I fought to gain consciousness now that I was once again on the floor.

"What is that," she hissed once again, the disgust in her words as if they were laced with venom," what are you?"

She choked on whatever blood she had managed to get out of me. The pain returned and I felt as if my own skin was somehow sore. Damon stared at the both of us wide eyed, no doubt wondering what was going on.
How was I going to explain to him that my blood had been inedible to vampires, quite toxic actually because I had injected myself with his blood and that is how I had survived the gassing?

"What's happening?" Damon demanded.

We watched with shock as she sunk to her knees. She had both hands wrapped around her own neck as she tried to spit out whatever she had already drank.

"You...filthy!" she kept coughing," you filthy, dirty demon!"

I suddenly realized that it was now or never. I did not know how this was going to end, I didn't know if the blood would kill her or just irritate her for the moment but I did not take the chance. I looked around me for something that I could use as a weapon. The only thing in sight was the bucket and surely it wouldn't work. Her choking and panting seemed to grow worse. I decided that I was going to go out there and pray for a weapon. I got to my feet and hurried to the exit.

"Ava," I heard Damon shout," where are you going!?"

I did not have the time to explain. I raced through the empty halls in hopes of finding something made out of wood. I suddenly felt as if the walls would close in on me, I was far too tired and far too injured to be moving this fast but the adrenaline must have taken over a long time ago because I found myself right underneath the metal gates for the prison. If I could get back outside, I could find a tree branch and perhaps stake the vampire.
I jumped up and tried to climb the walls to reach the top of the cell. I did this over and over again, each time I fell I scraped a new part of my skin, making room for new painful wounds.
I began to scream out with frustration. I needed to get out of here, I needed to find a weapon and to kill the vampire and save Damon.
I cried out and dug my face into a muddy corner. I felt defeated and helpless. I had my one chance to save us and I could not even succeed. I dug my hands into the walls and suddenly felt something that was tucked away into the end of the corner. My fingers wrapped around something and I flinched because it stung me. I pulled my hands out and dug at a bleeding splinter. I hurried to remove the access mud to discover the same cross shaped stake that Damon had used on the vampire from the night of the celebration. It must have fallen through the metal. I felt intense relief and wiped my face. I hurried back down the hall, I followed the sounds of the vampire girl who was still choking. Damon's eyes rested on the stake for a second and then he said," you can do this."