Am I Dying?

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I breathed heavily as the vervain burned me. Its fiery torture was a reminder to never make a deal with the devil. In this case, the devil is eight hunters that are injecting more vervain into my jugular. "If you weren't trying to kill me, maybe this would be a turn-on. You know, since none of you have girlfriends." Where the hell did that come from? This must be my survival instincts kicking in.

I liked my lips and twisted my neck to look at the one closest to me. My eyes were at his muscles in his arm. "Nice muscles," I commented, all the while, thinking, I need to get out of here.

(I wanted to surprise you all with something different than Carlie's usual attitude. Will she get out of here in one piece? ;) )

The man I flirted with moved closer to me and stroked my neck. The torture started up again, and I groaned. "Carlie, give it up. You're surrounded." It was Anway who spoke. "Let me have at her. It's night time. Bring back more and I can deal with this weak one." As soon as they left, he unstrapped me, and I fell back onto the floor.

"Ow! What the hell?" I growled, but I was unable to get up. They had weighed me down with two times my body weight of vervain, I guessed. Then I saw the glove on his arm. "No, please! I'll do anything!" I shrieked.

"Mm, even this?" He took his glove off and washed his hands. He pulled me on top of him, and I listened for other people's breaths or heartbeats. No one was here. We were alone. He held my arm at his neck until I grabbed onto his hair. He kissed just under my jawbone, then brought my mouth to his. His lips were rough, and unsettling, but they were my only way out of here. "Stay with me, Carlie. You know only I can make the hunters stop." Anway mumbled against my neck, and I put my hand under his shirt to please him.

"I said anything," I whispered into his ear. Anway turned his head and kissed me again, rolling on top of me now. He threw his shirt across the room and started undoing the buttons of my denim blue backpacker's shirt. The advantage of being pretty and skinny was not helping at all. Anway moved his hands all over my curves, tracing my body. Please, get this over with, Anway. I thought. I hated this. This was worse than being brainwashed by Alex. He lifted me up with one hand, so we were sitting together. His tongue traced my lips before he let me go.

"Thank you." He kissed me sweeter and softer. "I don't want you getting hurt. Which is precisely why I had to turn you in, too. So they wouldn't know I cared about you in this way." Anway was saving me. He couldn't brainwash me. We could love, and not love, any way we wanted. If one of us didn't like the other, that was it. I liked this option.

I leaned in, and Anway was frozen in surprise. I kissed his lips, parting mine ever so slightly, and we fell back to the floor again, finishing our make-out session. I touched his face, his stomach, his back. Everything about him was muscular. I turned away from his inviting mouth, which moved to my neck. "It's starting to get cold." I mumbled. "Plus, if anyone sees us like this, they'll just be dumbstruck and watch." I joked, flushing.

My feelings were raging. I hated him for keeping me here, but for some reason I felt love and pain for him and it's mine. He can't brainwash me to make out with him. To actually love him. In the beginning, I knew there was something about him, but I couldn't place it. Now I can. "Sweetheart, I can have you in my room. With me," Anway winked. I anticipated a long night. He mouthed, 'we leave in only five minutes.'

"Anway..." I murmured.

"No, Carlie, shut up. Please. We couldn't just have you die. I won't go without you. I've been watching you. Everything that vile Alexander did to you when you were human, I saw. I admired you from afar, knowing he'd make you forget me if I tried to talk to you."  Anway tugged me along.

"Are you serious?" I lifted him up, and he looked at me in surprise. "You want to go slow?" I laughed sarcastically.

"Yeah, I am serious. I hope you know that I was undercover as your classmate in school. You even talked to me. I just didn't look like this." Anway gestured to himself as I ran through the forest.

"I guess that's why I don't remember you. I remembered everything he had made me forget. I couldn't remember where I'd heard your cold, hard voice. Now I do." I gave him one of Alex's beatific grins and hurtled to a stop in front of my house. "My father?"

There was silence on his end. His silence shuddered through me. "They- no- we, killed him." I barely heard him. I ran inside, and Lynn's body still lay in the hallway. "Carlie!" Anway called.

"No! Shut up you stupid hunter! I hate you! Get out of my house! You all ruined my life! I'd rather you killed me then kept me hostage where the freaking hunters can't find me! Kill me!" I growled and threw my dad's journal down at Anway's face. "You have what you need! Everything that my father researched, out for the world to see! Take it!" I screamed.

CHAPTER 4★†

"No, Carlie, don't do this to me! Let me help you!" Anway yelled to me. He ran up the stairs and wrapped his arms around me.

"Just go. Leave me behind, Anway. I'm a lost cause. My family is gone and I don't have anyone." I sobbed into his shoulder, but pushed him away. He didn't let go of me, and I grew angry. "Go! I don't have a right to be comforted!" I cried.

"I'm sorry, Carlie, this is all my fault." He kissed my forehead, and I gave up.

"No it's not. This is Alex's fault. If it wasn't for him, none of us would have been vampires and Lynn wouldn't have died. I'm grateful you killed him, but my father? A fellow hunter? You could have used him! He still would have been better at it than he was! He'd be so fast and strong and he'd kill the most vampires that anyone has ever killed! But you killed him." I glared at him. Anway moved closer to me and held me until I stopped crying. I may have had him for now, but how long until he got old and died? Or a vampire killed him? Then I wouldn't have anyone. Then I decided what to do.

****Do you know what she is going to do? Comment your guesses and keep your hopes up!

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