Blood Pet

Chapter Sixteen

A/N: Sorry about this late update, I know I said I would update within a week, but I got writer's block. I knew what I wanted to say, I just didn't know how to say it. But, on a brighter note, this is the longest chapter I have ever written (it's 10 pages!).  :) So, hopefully, that makes up for the lateness. Also, I'm looking for a better cover for this story; if you are interested in making a cover for me (or know of someone who makes good covers) please PM me! Thanks! :) Also, I'm currently working on a playlist for this story, I have about nine songs already, but I'm looking for more, so if you have one, please feel free to share!

Once again, thank you for all the comments, fans and votes. They mean SOO much to me! :)

Song Choice: Haunted by Evanescence

The loud bang that sounded as the gun went off was almost deafening to my ears. I immediately dropped the thing; shocked at what I had just done, I hadn't meant to do it, but he had just made me so angry and my finger just kind of slipped.

My arm had lowered during our discussion so I had ended up missing his face and had hit his lower stomach instead. I winced at his sound of pain as the silver bullet hit him. Well, at least my gut instinct had been right about the silver.

Tristan keeled over; lying on his side; clutching his stomach and moaning in pain.

I was shaking because I couldn't believe I had actually shot him. Sure, I had threatened to, but I hadn't expected myself to actually go through with it. It took Annabelle's grip on my arm and soft words to get me to move, "Come on, Jessica, that's not going to keep him down for long. We need to go."

Well, that made me feel a little better. At least he wasn't going to die.

I may hate him, but I didn't want to kill the bastard.

She picked the gun up from where I had dropped it on the ground and removed the rest of the bullets before she led me to the car. She tossed the gun and the extra bullets into the duffel bag before she threw it in the back seat and got in the car, "I'm glad I thought to bring that now." she said.

I didn't say anything because I didn't know what to say to that. So, I just got in and buckled my seat belt in silence.

As she drove away, I couldn't help but look back at the lump that was Tristan lying on the side of the road. I couldn't stop thinking about what he had said about Annabelle. I don't know why, but a part of me believed his words. I quickly brushed my concern about his words aside using the argument that he was lying to me to get me to leave with him. Though, if that was the case, why the hell did I not believe it?

But, I couldn't take my eyes off him mostly because I couldn't stop the feelings of guilt that swept over me at what I had just done.

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Fifteen minutes later, Annabelle drove up to a wrought iron gate. She rolled down the window and entered an access code on the key pad that stood on its own in front of the gate. The gate creaked open once the last number was keyed in and Annabelle drove the car slowly through it.  

After a few more minutes of driving down a dirt path, we drove up towards a large Victorian house. It was a rather creepy sight to see with it being the middle of the night and the house looking so old. It was one of the houses I would expect to see in a horror movie; it was the house that always had the killer in, so I very much felt like the stupid blonde girl in the movie going to her doom just by looking at the house alone.

"What is this place?" I asked.

Annabelle stopped the car and turned the engine off before she answered, "Welcome to the resistance. Or, one of the resistance's headquarters. There's several of them throughout the country and even more around the world," catching my confused look, she said, "There have been some people, including vampires, who didn't like the idea of this take-over from the beginning. It's been brewing for months, but we just didn't know when it would start. Only those high up in the vampire ranks knew all the plans for the take-over and when it would possibly happen and they were all for the thing."