When Darkness Falls

Chapter 35

PHIL'S POV

There's not much to do when its 1 am and you're just stuck alone in your room. Dan said he wanted to give me some space after my freak out today, and at first I was actually pretty happy about it. I know he didn't want to do it, but he did it for me and I really appreciate that.

But of course, now I'm regretting it as the side of my bed that he usually lays on is now cold and bare. My fingers linger over the abandoned fabric, desperately wishing that Dan was there to touch instead.

Everything has just been going so crazy lately. The shit with Anthony and then him killing my dad. Going to the funeral then returning to find out that I'm a part in some creepy ass ritual in which either Dan and Zoe die or Zoe and I die. Of course we could try to find another vampire so that Zoe will be okay, but it obviously must be much harder than that.

I sigh, rolling over away from the television. I can never sleep with the bright screen flashing in my face; its nearly impossible. My eyes shut, and for awhile I just sit there thinking. Then I lose that tiny bit of consciousness that I'd been holding onto ever since I woke up in Dan's arms this morning before talking to Chris.  My eyes shut slowly, the sound of the television gradually fading further and further away.

When I finally come to, completely oblivious to the time, I roll over again. My eyes instinctively open slightly just to make sure everything's normal, but when I do I'm met with a pair of dark ruby eyes.

And not the one's I'm so beautifully used to seeing. "Morning, Philly. We need to talk."

My eyes shoot open, as does my mouth. "CHR-" Almost immediately, his hand is blocking any type of noise that could liberate from my mouth and startle Dan into consciousness. I struggle, but only briefly before giving up and accepting defeat.

"Shh, I'm not here to hurt you, Philly. You ought to know that by now." Chris shakes his head and hesitantly removes his hand.

My eyes lower into a glare, but I decide not to test my chances so before speaking again, I lower my voice to a whisper. "How the hell did you get into my room? And also why the hell are you in my damn bed this late or at all for that matter?" The 'in my bed part' needs way more emphasis. What would Dan do if he walked in right now?? Oh god, what if he can feel me freaking out right now. Calm down calm down.

"Phil?" As if on cue, Dan's voice calls from the hallway, a groggy tone to it. Oh shit.

"No time to explain, Philly. You have to come with me. We'll be back I promise." And with that he grabs hold of my hand and pulls me on his back. Where the- Oh no! Not the window!

Before I can protest, Chris has us flying from my bedroom window. I can't help the tiny squeak that leaves my mouth as I bury my face into the vampires shoulder to avoid seeing the ground quickly approaching. But as the seconds pass and I don't feel any sort of impact, I pry my eyes open and see that we're on solid ground. A part of me relaxes.

After a few seconds, I realize that I'm still clutching onto Chris like he's the only thing keeping me alive. "Sorry." I mumble and go to hop off of his back, but he just shakes his head.

"We have to get out of here before your boyfriend comes and tries to kill me. Hang on tight and hold your breath." In a flash, we're moving at the speed of light. I can't move my head from his shoulder as I try desperately to hold my breath, but after a few seconds I end up having to squeeze his arm as a sign that I'd pass out if he doesn't stop sometime soon.

To my astonishment, he actually does come to a hauler almost immediately.

Okay, maybe I can open my eyes now? I'm not sure. What if I do and I'm in some deep cave he plans to keep me in until this stupid ritual as some type of safety precaution to make sure they don't try and get me out of it? Or maybe I'm in some genre of torture chamber?  It does smell rather earthy. Maybe he's going to do the ritual now and wait for Dan and Zoe to try and save me? Oh no.