Compelled

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         Later that night, Zayn called a cab to the art studio the french man addressed us to earlier. A tall building stood under the moonlight. "It looks empty" I noted. "Woulnd't hurt to check" Zayn answered. Zayn's fist pounded on the door, it finally sliding open. "Hello!?" Zayn called. "I'll look down here, you go that way" I nodded stepping into a dark room, turning the corner. The painting fresh in sight. Red spots were splattered all over the art piece, it took me seconds to realize they were none other than blood. My eyes led to the ceiling to see a terrifying sight. The french man hung by the throat, blood staining his clothes, dripping from his shoes. An ear piercing scream left my mouth as I backed away, my spine colliding into the wall. 

A vampire appeared in front of me, dropping from above. He hissed as his mouth grew wide. His lips inches away from my neck, before his body fell limp to the floor. Zayn held a wooden stick, laced with blood. I dropped to the floor sobbing. "Hey, its okay" Zayn encouraged rubbing circles on my back. "We need to go Celia" Zayn held tightly onto my hand leading us away from the scene. Shots were fired in our direction. Zayn's free hand rummaged under his shirt digging out a bullet. "Wood," he heaved. "Their made out of wood" I was now the one dragging Zayn. Not in many situations would he be the one lagging behind. 

We sneaked up to our hotel room making sure no one was following us. "How bout you get cleaned up" Zayn suggested. I hopped in and out of the shower, slipping into some pajamas me and Zayn had bought. Zayn was laying on the bed, his face clearly showing that he was in pain. "You're hurt" I observed walking over to his side. "Ce I'm fine really" "Let me see" "No Celia-" I pulled up his shirt by force, he was in too much pain to argue, which I was thankful for, because I know for a fact I could not have won him. 

Holes scattered all over his chest. Deeply wounded, flesh peaking through. I had always hated blood. I closed my eyes, chewing on my cheek. "I'm fine. Go to bed" he murmured.  "You're not fine, you need blood" "Yeah, well I'm sorry but I'm a little too weak to go hunt an animal roaming in Paris" "That's why your going to drink from me" "No, I can't control it" "I don't care, you'll learn to"

I picketed through my bags for my pocket knife, the one I had used on Elliot, and the one he had used on me. I made a thick indent, breaking through the skin on my wrist. My blood spilled into a cup, filling halfway full. Walking over to Zayn, I handed it to him. "Drink it" He starred blankly for a few moments before caving in, engulfing in the liquid. I could never imagine myself ever becoming a vampire. Most peoples fears would consists of clowns, spiders, but not mine. Blood was my worst enemy. It had always been that way.

Instantly his wounds healed, as if time had re-winded. "Now your the one hurt" I held a rag over my wrist. "You need my blood" Zayn whispered. "I'll patch it up, it'll be fine" "Why'd you help me?" he asked.  "You protected me back there, I owe it to you Malik"  "Thank you" "Zayn, We need to go, Elliot is already on our trail." "Then we leave tomorrow" he replied. Zayn leaned upwards, his legs dangling off the bed. "Do you want me to help you into the shower?" "I think I can manage" his low voice chuckled.  I rolled my eyes smirking. I was only trying to help. 

The next morning Zayn and I boarded a train back to London. Niall waited anxiously, picking us up in his truck. "You have all the weapons?" Zayn asked. "Course" Niall said throwing a bag to Zayn. He zipped it open revealing, stakes, guns, and knifes. "I'll go in and find Harry" "No. Were going with you." I argued. "You are both human. I can't afford any risks of you getting hurt" "I won't allow those risks for you either" "She's right" Niall agreed. "Fine, but were not leaving each other" Zayn caved. "Never" Niall spoke.

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Niall's car pulled up to the familiar house where Elliot kept me captive. A nervous pit grew in my stomach gathering the thoughts of what happened to me last time I was here. Zayn passed me a sharp wooden stake. "You sure you want to do this?" I swallowed running my tongue over my lips. "Yes" We emptied out of the car, tip toeing around corners. Niall finding a flight of stairs seeming to lead underground. Zayn went first, me in the middle, Niall lastly. Zayn busted a lock off the door, pushing it open. Soon as we entered the house, only a few dim lights decorated the long hallway. 

I felt a whoosh of wind run across my back. I turned around to see nothing. No one. Niall was gone. I went to warn Zayn but no one stood in front of me. I was alone. "Niall! Zayn!?" I shouted hoping for an answer. My answer came quickly and abrupt. I was pushed up against the wall, being choked. Two large hands had found there way across my neck and were using it to their advantage. My feet were hovering above thin air. I didn't recognize him at first, his eyes were dark red, his face was evil, fangs in full view, his hair was messy, muscles exaggerated.  He explained himself as a monster, I never believed it until now. "Harry" I choked. "Its me-Celia" 

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At the sound of my name, something seemed to click in his head. His eyes softened, looking lost. He carefully set me down, wrapping his arms around me. "Celia, I-I could have killed you" He breathed.  "You weren't you. Elliot did this. You're okay now. I'm gonna get you out of here" At the end of the hallway, we met a huge room. I saw a door in the opposite corner diagonal from us. As we made our way, a voice from behind laughed. "You thought I'd let you go that easily?" "Elliot" I muttered through gritted teeth. 

Feet away Elliot stood holding onto the painting of Zayn and I from Paris. "Where'd you get that" I demanded. "Doesn't matter where I got it, it matters who is in it" Just then Zayn and Niall were dragged in by men. I met Harry's eyes, I was afraid he would hate me, I never wanted that. "You don't understand-" "I do" he spoke. "You have feelings for the both of us, but eventually, you know, you're going to have to pick one of us" guilt over threw every other human emotion. I knew that day would have to come, and it was all my choice. It came down to me. One of them would be hurt, the other extremely happy. I hated myself for forming such strong feelings for both. 

In seconds I was in Elliot's arms. He was faster than any of the other boys and succeeded in stealing me from Harry's side. "Elliot if you hurt her, I swear-" Harry claimed, narrowing his eyes "I can kill her, you know that" Elliot smirked. "I can make any human feel any ounce of pain possible. Now don't you think she deserves that?" "No, she never would deserve that" "You think that so Harry?" He chuckled continuing his speech. "All three of you in love with one stupid girl" "She's not stupid" Niall yelled, fumbling in the guards grasp. I never knew Niall had feelings for me. It would be different if it was a crush, or a small useless meaningful liking but I remembered Elliot's words. "In love"

"Let her go!" Zayn ordered. "Let her go? Whatever you say" Elliot pushed me onto the concrete ground. A burning sensation ran through my head, feeling as if my brain was on fire. I screeched gripping onto the ground. Sideways from my view two guards were holding Harry back he was using all his strength to fight against them. He was yelling, but none of it processing through to my ears. Every bone in my body felt as if it was being broken. One by one snapping apart. Tears rolled down my cheeks out of pain. Zayn stepped forward escaping the guard. His expression was angry, his hands balled into fists. A huge bolt of lightening struck from above, creating a hole in the roof. I turned my head, squeezing my eyes shut from its brightness. All pain vanished. Niall helped me up, while Zayn and Harry fought the other guards. "What happened?" my voice cracked. "I think Zayn killed Elliot" 

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