Loving You

Dark Desires

Hi people. Thank you for reading upto this chapter. I have made an early upload as you can see. I hope you like the song, I love it considering it mentions my name :) On the right is 'Miserable at best by Mayday Parade'

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-Dark Desires-

I stumbled for like the fourteenth time today. This time it was one where I landed on my knees. I could feel the horrible damp puddle wet my skinny jeans. I must have looked a wreck; I was pretty sure there was mud smeared across my forehead.

And for like the fourteenth time that day Larry wasn’t bothered. But Gerard helped me up. I guessed it was gratitude including him in my deal. It was kind of a good cop bad cop scenario. We had been wondering around this dump-well underground basement tunnel thingy, for hours! My legs just wouldn’t hold. I had been up for at least twenty eight hours without rest. It was okay for them two, they’d probably had a nice lie in and well do they even sleep?

I was lagging behind. Larry, who was holding the torch turned around annoyed, I could tell he was angry. My throat was dry. I really wished I’d had some water on me. But I didn’t and I probably wasn’t going to get any either. So if I didn’t die from whatever I had to go through for this stupid rune thing then I was probably going to get really bad dehydration. I guess the only good thing about now was that I didn’t need the toilet.

God I couldn’t imagine what I was supposed to do if that happened. My legs were jelly. Try running ten kilometres with no rest and no drinking, and then stay up for another five hours without sitting down. And you might, just might feel what it’s like to have your whole body against you, just fighting to sit down and have a can of coke.

But not being able to. And you just feel like bursting into tears, but not having the energy to. Because that was how it felt. I never imagined someone could feel like that and still be on their feet.

“Hurry girl, we don’t have a lot of time” Larry urged. I wish you’d shut up you dickhead. Wanker. Bastard. God the names I could come up for him are too bad to think of.

He made me want to clench my fists so hard and rip his perfect head from his broad shoulders. Then toss it aside and cheer. When did I get so violent? Well that’s what living with vampires does to you I guess. Even if I had only known for a couple of hours.

“Hewfeerrr?” I asked slurring my words together. And then I felt arms steadying me pushing me down to the floor. “Sit you need to sit down” I heard Gerard say.

“No we don’t have time!” Larry yelled.

“We will have no time if you keep acting like this! You’re killing her and you don’t even care!” Gerard shot back.

“I want to get this Gerard you know how much we need this reward from him” Larry said calmly.

“Yeah well we’re stopping whether you like it or not” Gerard said a matter of factly.

It wasn’t being tired that bothered me most. It was the need for water.It was like my tonsils were growing bigger and bigger stopping me from swallowing or breathing. It was like the throat when you have a hangover ten times worse and never getting better.

“Waattttuurrrr” I hissed due to my dry throat.

“Water?” Gerard asked.

I nodded my head feeling my weak eyes roll around in their sockets. He handed me a canister of something, it was some kind of liquid. It could be ruddy poison for all I care. (Yes ruddy is now my word) I untwisted the lid and gulped it down savouring every last drop as it slid down my throat. It felt so goooooodddd. I can’t describe relief like that.I downed it in exactly five seconds. I have to check that on world record.