The Local Bad Girl. #wattys2015

CHAPTER 8 Jail bust.

A/N: sorry for all past spelling mistakes.. Picture of Carter. Though I want him to be pale. Enjoy, vote and comment

I've stolen a pen.

Luckily they put me in a cell by myself. I've been here for 2 and a half weeks and no one has been here to talk to me or get me out. I've missed Julia's birthday. And my birthdays in 3 days. It's freezing. So as I think about all this, I'm drawing on a wall with a pen.

They've got good pens. Literally, I stole a pen from a security guard. I'm planning on getting out tonight. That's right, jail break.

"LIGHTS OUT!" Linda yells. The light go out and I smirk. Time to leave.

I've also stolen a key to get out. I chuckle to myself as I sneak out of the door and down the hall. They have the worst guards ever.

I turn left, right and left again and finally make it to the front gates. I climb over top and jump on the ground. "Yep, worst security guards ever." They have no trouble keeping killers locked up, yet they can't keep a 16 year old from breaking out.

"Damien?" A voice whispers. I shoot to my feet and spun around taking a defence stance. "Carter?" I tilt my head to the side. A phone light comes on. "What are you doing here?" I ask him. "Conner and Esme brought all of us so we could sign papers and take you back." He explains, I notice Liha standing beside him and they huge van parked on the curb.

"Oh.... Why at night?" I ask. "It was sunny today and it was the only time we could get an appointment." I scratched the back of my head. "What are you doing?" I laugh a bit. "Breaking out?" I hadn't meant it to come out a question.

He smiles. "Let's go, Connor and Esme will be out in a few." I nod and follow.

"TAKE ANOTHER STEP AND WE WILL NOT HESITATE TO SHOOT." I freeze. "Guns? Isn't that a bit much?" I ask. Then, "Run." I say. "What?!" They look at me in shock. "Run. Now." We take off sprinting. Shots sound from behind us.

We stopped to look right and left. "This way, we can get there by taking a left then a right-" I stop, my hand going to my stomach. I look down. "Damien?" Liha asks. I collapse to my knees, my hand shaking.

They come in front of me. "What is it?" Liha asks. I show her my hand. She gasp and covers her nose, same as Carter. "Don't breath, Liha." Vampires don't need to breath but it's a habit. Tears are pricking my eye's.

"Connor! Esme!" Carter's shouts. "Hey... Look at me." I look up to his face, taking in every feature. His jaw, hair, cheek bones, lips and, last, his eyes. "I won't let you die." He promises, hands coming to my stomach to hold in the blood.

"Quickly, take her to the van." I look up to see Connor. Esme's holding a crying Liha. I can feel my eyes start to droop.

The next thing in now I'm in the van, then at the house in a white, cozy room, being placed on a hospital type looking bed.

People are scurrying around the room. Max, Julia, Kara and Lisa have joined and they all look scared and upset. Liha, Julia, Kara and Esme are crying. They boys are hooking me up to machines and Lisa looks shocked.

"We're loosing her." Connor tells us still trying to get the bullet out. People are talking and crying. "Got it!" There's a clang. "Do some thing!" Carter yells. I look over at him. "She's loosing to much blood. We can't help her." Conner shakes his head and there's more sobs.

"Carter." My voice is week. He takes my hand and comes to look at me. His face and hands are covered in blood. I have to stop myself from whimpering, just from seeing the pain in his eye's. "I love you." I whisper and my eyes close. I can hear screams and sobs.

There's a sharp pain in my right arm, then my right leg twice, my left leg and then my left arm and finally my neck.

Then nothing.

Carter's POV

"Carter." Her voice is so week it kills me. I look at her. "I love you." Then her eyes close. "No, no, no no no no." My hands look for a pulse. I think of the only thing I could do.

I hesitate at first but put that out and bite her. One the right arm, twice on the right leg, on the left leg, on her right arm and finally, on her neck. "Please." I beg. "Don't go." I whisper.

There's a hand on my shoulder. I look back. "I'm sorry." Connor says. I start crying over her. Her pale, lifeless body.

We all leave to get cleaned up, considering we're all covered in blood.

    We meat up in the room and start to clean her body. We clean off the blood and then stitch her stomach. Then the girls change her, brush her hair and put make up on her.

    Once we're done we all go to the living area. We sit down, no one saying a thing.

    "It's my fault." I whisper. "It's not Carter." Esme says. "No, it is. If I didn't hesitate then she'd be here, now, with us. Beating Max up 'cause he kissed Julia, here making us laugh. Being happy." I choke the last part. Silence.

<3 days later>

Carter's POV

  We're still sitting here. We haven't moved or eaten. 3 days and we're still out of it.

    Thump, thump, thump.

Our heads shoot up. "What was that?" Lisa asks. "I don't know." Connor replies.

    Thump, thump, thump.

    "Some ones in the house." Max said. We've asked all the servants to take the week off so if some ones in a locked house full of a vampire family, there's some thing wrong.

    Thump, thump, thump.

  We shoot to our feet.

  Damien's POV

   My eye's snap open and I look around. My eye's adjusting to every thing. I slowly get up and walk over to a mirror that's in the room.

    I look at myself.

      I'm in a dark blue dress that goes to my knees. My skins paler. My lips fuller. My hair is a brown with a blueish under tone. My cheeks bones are more defined. And my eyes are a brownish gold.

    Some how, I'm even more beautiful. I smile and notice the sharp canine teeth. I touch it. Vampire teeth. I smile bigger and look around for a door.

   I notice a door in the corner of the room and I walk over in my bare feet. I open the door and go left, down a flight of stairs and walk around. I hear breathing and stop. Going forward and opening a set if double doors.

     8 shocked faces look back at me.