A Vampires Lover - COMPLETE

Chapter Twenty

Noises hit my senses first, the buzzing of a light, beeping of a machine with a steady slow rhythm, a fan spinning rapidly. Even my heartbeat and breathing sounds harsh to my ears, forcing my eyes to open I am blinded by a bright white light. Am I dead? Squeezing my eyes shut again as memories flood back, me committing to Byron, Byron attacking me. Covering my eyes with my hands I open them, letting my eyes get used to the light on the other side of my hands, slowly I remove my hands, plain tiled ceiling greets my gaze, glancing quickly around the room I realise its the room I treated Dylan in, a long time ago. Shakily I push myself up, glancing at the monitor pads attached to my chest, turning off the machine I unstick the pads, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, my vision spins for a moment while I breathe deeply to steady myself, once I feel more confident I push to a stand, my knees almost collapsing under me but I force myself to stay upright by clinging to the bed. Taking slow measured steps I pad silently towards the double doors across the room, freezing in place when loud male voices reach my ears, one voice resonating through my body, Byron.

"What the fuck do you mean that im banned from seeing her?"

"I will only repeat myself one more time. You will not be seeing Lara until I have spoken to her. From what I saw Byron she was trying to run from you so if I were you I would go away before I shoot you." Lewis's voice sounds strong, panic starts rising inside of me, Lewis would never win a fight against Byron.

"You're lucky human that my brothers are stood between us otherwise I would have snapped your neck just for your attitude." Heavy steps storm away and I release the breath I didnt realise I was holding, walking backwards I collapse onto the bed, hanging my head as all my energy seems to have abandoned me. I hear the door open then close before soft footsteps head towards me, shiny black shoes enter my view before I force my gaze up to the shoes owner, Alex.

"Im sorry you heard that. My brother is going a bit crazy but your health is more important than giving in to his tantrums. How are you feeling?"

"Fine." I lie. Alex sighs and sits on the bed next to me, gently clasping one of my hands in his.

"You dont need to lie to me Lara. Do you want me to call Lewis in? We want to know what happened, Byron doesnt remember, or so he says."

"Okay." I reply shakily.

"Lewis get your ass in here." Alex speaks loudly causing me to flinch slightly but he squeezes my hand reassuringly as Lewis quickly slips into the room, his loud footsteps echo through the room as he makes his way towards me.

"Thank the gods that you are okay, you gave me a damn scare girl." Lewis pulls me into a tight hug, I bury my face in his shirt, his familiar scent envelopes me like a cool balm, calming my nerves. Why could I not feel something more for him? Why do I only feel something more with the one person who was just using me. Lewis sits on the bed, pulling me tightly against his side and even though some of my sore muscles protest his comfort I ignore them, resting my head on his shoulder.

"So what happened between you and my brother?" Alex asks softly, his hand gently squeezing mine.

"I dont know. It all started off so well, I went to his room, we shared ... an amazing time together ... well I thought it was amazing. Then he went crazy when he saw the bruises on me. It was like a switch had been flipped, he became the monster that id refuse to believe he could become. I thought he was going to kill me ... I hit him and ran ... I hit my head on the wall ... no ... he tackled me making me hit my head. Then I woke up here." I squeeze Alex's hand tightly. My heart feels shattered as my mind screams that Walter was right, Byron is the monster that he tried to convince me of. How naive of me to believe that I could contend with that amount of evil and corruption, I was doomed from the start.