Insanity Bites |z.m| |h.s|

Chapter 15: The Truth

I felt his fingers above the rim of my jeans and my body started jerking uncontrollably as an outcome. One of my hands slipped out from Derek's grip and I began pushing him away with all my might. He wasn't as strong as Zayn and the fact that he was a bit drunk made him slightly less coordinated but he seemed oblivious to my protests.

"Get off me! This isn't what I wanted, I was seriously looking for someone," I cried hoping he would snap out of it.

He let go of the button trying to catch my free hand that was pushing him away.

"Yeah, sure. Looking for who? The boogeyman?" he laughed again still not letting go. "You're quite the freak, aren't you Rosalie? Don't worry I can be your vampire tonight."

"Fuck you," I spat. I was never one to curse but this guy seriously took the cake. Instead of pushing him I brought my free hand up in the air and struck his cheek with such a vengeance, the sound of it's impact sliced through the air like thunder.

He gasped and his hand went up to his cheek. Around us everything was deadly silent, all I could hear was the sound of his ragged breathing. For a moment he actually froze and I didn't know whether to be scared or relieved.

His grip loosened momentarily and I attempted to move away but then I felt his hand squeeze my arm so tight I almost screamed in pain. He whirled me around swiftly and pushed me against the tree with my back to him. 

He held my hands behind me in an extremely uncomfortable position and then I felt his cheek touch the side of my face. I winced in pain as he pressed me up against the tree, my cheek grazed against the rough surface I had to bite my lip to keep from crying. 

Suddenly my thoughts flitted to Melanie and her situation now seemed so much better. At least she had a say in the whole thing.

"Zayn," I whimpered knowing he would hear it.

Derek pressed himself against my back and I could feel him moving up and down. I could feel him hard against me and it made me want to want to puke all over.

"Crazy chicks are all the same. You like to tease and once I've got you, you love it rough. Don't worry baby I'll make sure you have some fun tonight," he murmured against my ear. 

"Zayn,"I pleaded again a bit louder this time. The garden was empty and inside the music was blaring, I knew no one else could help me but him. Suddenly he seemed like the lesser evil of the two.

Derek's hand glided across my waist and his hand found the button of my jeans again. I struggled incessantly against him and I managed to free one of my hands. It was extremely uncomfortable for me to move at such an awkward angle but I managed to claw at his face and neck. 

I felt my nails scratch his skin and I didn't think I'd made much of an impact but he suddenly stopped moving. He released me and I could feel his body move away giving me space to turn around. 

What I saw made me realize that my nails had nothing to do with Derek releasing me. In a hazy mixture of shadows and the moonlight I saw Derek standing up straight with his neck pulled back. An arm clad in black was wrapped around him and I saw a head buried at the side of his neck.

The muffled sounds of nibbling and sucking made my stomach churn and when he finally lifted his head I could see Zayn's fangs drenched in Derek's blood. He licked his lips and smiled at me, a look of satisfaction clear on his face. 

My mind screamed at me to run for my life but conflicting thoughts fought it's way through telling me this creature just saved me. My body froze in a fit of confusion and I watched with wide eyes as he dropped Derek's limp body on the floor and took a step towards me.