Finally Found (On Hold Due To Stroke. Will Continue When Possible.)

Chapter 7

Ok, I made time for a chapter today before I leave.  It is short, sorry, but I figured it was better than nothing.  I have switched things up a little, let me know what you all think.  Also, apparently in my sleepiness last night, I changed the spelling of Ezra's name to Esra.  I am going to stick with Esra.  I like it better, although I don't know why.  Thanks for reading!

Chapter 7                    Finally finding her 

(ESRA'S POV)

     I am in California on business, and ever since we touched down my body has been humming.  Could this be it?  It feels like it.  It feels like I may be close to finding my soul mate.  I am close. Finally, I thought to myself.

"What's the look, Esra?" Rodrick asks me.

"I can feel her.  I know she is somewhere near."

"We have things to do, we don't have time to go traipsing all over the counrtyside on a hunch."  Harlan said giving Esra an exasperated look.

"I can feel her guys.  She is close.  Turn around and head North, Luther.  Ever since we landed I have felt it.  I have looked for her for 187 years, damn it!  I am right, she is close.  Just keep driving.  I will tell you when to stop." I said desperately.

Luther shoots Rodrick and Harlan a look in the rear view and shrugs, as if to say 'What do you want me to do?'

*5 Hours Later*

     The longer we drive, the better I can feel her.  I have dreamt of this day for so long I can hardly believe I have finally found her.  We have done nothing but drive through one deserted town after another, and as we pass each one, the humming in my body gets stronger.  I can smell her now, and god, it is good.  I have always wondered what it would be like when this day came.  Will she fight me?  I hope not.  I love her more than she can ever know, without ever laying eyes on her.  I have searched for so long I was beginning to wonder if I would find her before it was too late.  

"Stop." I say, getting out of the car in front of an orchard before the car has even stopped.

     My body is being pulled like a magnate.  I move swiftly and silently.  I don't smell anyone else, she must be alone.  Why on earth would she be in the middle of an orchard in the dead of night by herself?  I wonder.  As I catch sight of her, the breath leaves my body.  She is tall, with long slightly curly brown hair, almost the same color as mine.  Her eyes shine a bright blue as she practically stares right at me, her lips full and pink begging for me to kiss them.  I know she doesn't know I am there.  She hasn't sensed me yet.  God, that body, the way she smells.  It is taking everything in me not to take her right there.  

     She is more than I ever could have hoped she would be, I thought as need rushed through my body. I snap a branch to get her attention, and as I do her phone rings.  To listen to her voice is like music, and the sound only makes the need grow.  I can feel my fangs come out at the sound. I need to move quicker, company is on it's way from what I hear of the conversation.  She walks towards me, yet she still doesn't know I am there. She turns to go back, and I swoop in behind her, letting my breath catch the back of her neck.  I can sense a moment of fear rush through her.

 " Hey there, I have been trying to find you forever." I say as I find my voice.  I can see her tremble and feel her fear now.  It runs thick in her veins, her heart is beating wildly only making my thirst for her worse.  Yes, this is her.

"Who are you?  Did the guys hire you to scare me?" She asks me

I chuckle, she has guts.  She is staring at me intently and I can feel her fear subside.  She doesn't know yet that her world is about to change.  I am going to change everything.  I almost feel bad but know that if, no when, she gives in, she will love me as much as I do her.  I can only hope she doesn't hate me for too long.  Surely when she realizes what I am, that I'm a monster, she will need time to adjust.  I just hope that I can make her see that together we are perfect. I smirk at the thought and respond  "No, I'm sorry I haven't met these so called friends of yours, and I am not trying to scare you."  

Her fear returns, her pulse racing again.  I wish she would calm down.  The sound of the blood rushing through her is making it almost unbearable.  I hope she doesn't notice the strain it is putting on me.

 "Well then if you don't mind my asking, just who the hell are you?  I have lived here all my life, and have never seen the likes of you.  And, I'm sorry, did you say that you have been trying to find me forever?"  She says, losing some patience with me. God, shes beautiful.  I want to taste her pouty lips, pull her body to mine. But first things first.  I have to take her.  I'm quiet sure that she will not go willingly.  No, not her.  I can see the fire behind her eyes.  I can feel that she has a beautiful soul, but slightly stubborn I times I would guess.  This is going to be my biggest challenge I think to myself.

" I promise that it is not my intent to scare you, but maybe you should be.  And yes, I have been looking for you."  I say and see her shiver.  I can feel her attraction to me, but she is wary at the same time.  "Maybe you should run, but I warn you if you do, I will catch you."  I say seriously.

     I am interupted by her phone. again.  from the sound of things company has arrived, but I can sense the guys are handling the problem for me.

"Well, it's been awkward, but nice talking to you, I gotta go, my friends are waiting"she says to me shaking her head

ok, time to get serious, no more testing the waters, I have to take her, now, before I feel too guilty and let her go.  If I do that then, well....I am just not going to do that.  It is not an option.

 "Maybe I should have been more clear" I say " but you are not going anywhere.  I will catch you if you run, but I also am not letting you go now that I have found you, and please, try to calm down,your rapid heart beat is only making it worse for me to control myself".  She has figured out that I can hear her thoughts, she thinks I am a murderer.  I guess she isn't too far off, but I dont like to think of it that way, and I tell her so.  Her chest is heaving with frantic breathing, only calling to attention her large breasts, The thought of running my tounge over the sensitive nubs makes me harden.  I am hanging by a thread here, if she doesnt calm down, I am going to lose it, and do something that could ruin everything.

     She makes a move to run, but I grab her.  The guys now forming a circle around us in case things get too sticky.  She starts to beg for help.  Luther speaks to her coldly, hate dripping from his voice "There is no one to help you, princess, I sent them all home" .  Fear floods her body, testing my limits.  She reaches to hit me with the flashlight she is holding and as I stop her it flies from her hand, whacking her in the temple.  The smell of her blood is so strong I can't stop myself.

"Oh god, I can't help myself any longer. I didn't want to do this, not this way, with you feeling this way." I murmurs, more to myself than anyone as I sink my fangs into her neck.  Her body collapeses into me as I draw her sweet blood into my mouth.  Images of her naked underneath me rush through my mind.  her blood is like nothing else I have ever had.  I don't have time to have her, nor do I want the first time I experience her body to be here, in the dirt. I stop, pulling away from her.

     She has passed out.  Shit!

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Ok, well????? Do you hate it?  I hope not, but if you guys hate it, I can delete this chapter and go back to where I was and start again.  I just feel like you need to see things from his POV.  COMMENT.........PLEASE!!!!!!!!