Close call.

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We all got out the minibus and it was around 12:40 AM and it was dark and cold. Till looked at me and softly put the jumper back on me and held him close to me. "Well as I have reason to believe you're  attempting to leave the country with a missions person we need you in for questioning. So I'm arresting you on suspicion of kidnap. You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense if you do not m..." Till walked over to the police officer as he began to read the rights before he took out his handcuffs. "Excuse me Sir please step back otherwise I may have to use force" Till stood his ground and suddenly Till gained the officers eye contact and with a few spoken words the tall officer slumped forward into Till's arms. "You did not see us. You're such huge fan of Rammstein you pulled us over because of how excited you were to have seen the members in the bus. You didn't see Erica and it's a completely different person to who's on the picture. Now when you wake you'll thank us for the autographs, and drive off telling no one that you saw us or Erica..." Till stood him back up snapped his fingers and the officer smiled and gripped the binder close to his chest "Thank you guys so much! I love you guys! have a great night!" he said getting back into the police car and driving away. Till turned to Oliver and nudged his arm "Why did you let her drive ... Dummkopf!" he said walking and stepping into the drivers side "I'm driving now!" Oliver looked at me and whispered "You owe me a pint..." I inhaled deeply and nodded "Yup true" I went to get back into the bus but Oliver pulled me back by my shoulder. Richard and Christian stopped and walked back around to see Oliver standing in front of me. Christoph opened the minibus window "Midnight snack eh?" he shouted out the window. On the road there was no one around just a few delivery lorries and cars once ever 2 or so minuets.  Oliver held my shoulders and stepped closer to me and my back was against the side of the bus. "Remove the jumper" Oliver instructed me I didn't really understand the reasoning behind this but I did anyhow. Till walked back out the bus and gave a long exhale. I could feel Oliver move my hair from my neck and it made my skin goose bump. "Awe now you're making us all hungry" I heard Paul complain as he leaned next to me. Till and placed his hands over my neck stopping Oliver from biting. "The neck is mine, so are her inner thighs. You get her arms...That goes for all of you..." his voice was stern and slightly protective. Was Till being protective over me? Oliver looked at him and sighed "Oh getting a little possessive are we?"  Till smiled then looked at me and winked then walked away back onto the bus. Oliver picked up my arm and then so did Richard on my right arm. Oliver reached into his back pocket and took out a small blade and gripped my arm with force "W-what are you doing Oliver?" I asked and tried pulling my arm back but he kept it close. He then plunged the knife into my forearm. I cried out in agony and he removed the knife and began to feed my blood dripping from his mouth onto the floor. Tears ran down my cheeks and Paul then bit down on my palm and soon enough I had 5 of the 6 members all feeding in different parts of my body. After only a minuet Till came from the bus again and pushed them away and pulled me close to him and scooped me up in his arms and sat down with me over his lap. "You need to learn to control your desires! She isn't immortal you know!" he said whilst petting my hair. I inhaled deeply as I looked at my arm and the open wound. Till brought my arm to his mouth and began to lick and clean the wound. I could see the skin stitching together slowly and the pain stopped. I was still shocked with his ability. "You'll be okay Erica" he said with a smiled. I looked back up to him and kissed his cheek. Oliver brushed my hair as he walked to the drivers seat and off we went back on track. Till held me close and we spoke quietly. "You know, Erica when we get to Berlin, I'm collaring you. I want you to be mine..." he said I blushed and smiled "Why did you chose to check up on me out of all the other stunning girls who are equally in love with you guys; why did you pick me?" I asked looking up to him. Till looked down to me and swallowed lightly. "I saw the emotion in your eyes and I knew there was something different. The other girls looked at us like all they wanted to do was fuck us but I didn't get that from you. I knew you were in love with out music and not our appearance...Plus then you passed out and I had my opportunity to introduce myself to you and check up on you. I felt a connection with you and I wanted to know you Erica..." Till explained. I just couldn't help but smile and get drawn in into his deep German voice. I was moved by his words. "I'd be happy to be yours Till..." I said before nodding off in his arms.


  

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