Ch 11. Worst Feeling Ever

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I woke up feeling some of the after effects.

Absolutely the worst feeling there is.

I was short of breath, so I quickly grab a paper bag and breath through it. I glance at the clock and notice it was 6pm. Meaning I was asleep for 15 hours. I look around the room, and see a shadow. My heart rate started to accelerate. I try to get a better look, but my eye lids are heavy making it impossible for me to do so.

I saw another shadow moving behind me. I quickly got up from the floor, panting. I looked around desperately, and see shadows approximating me. I crawl to the wall, finding comfort on the wall. I start hearing voices, "Kitten, Bear, oh kitten." I could hear voices echoing through the room, vibrating on my ear drum.

"Stop leave me alone!" I try to scream but my voice cracks, and I choke on my spit. The shadows are getting closer and closer, and I just keep murmuring, "No, please leave me alone! Please." Some time in the middle of my screaming I put my hands on my ears trying to stop the voices, but I could still hear the voices. This time as if they were right in front of me. I cautiously open my eyes and see people, tilting their heads, as if they examining me. Their faces white, with blood, hollow eyes, and shark teeth.

I scream at the top of my lungs and run to the door. I look back to the wall where I had been sobbing on the floor and see no one there. I fall on the floor and continue sobbing hysterically. I feel bugs crawling all over me, and I start taking off my clothes like they were on fire. I scratch my body, harshly leaving marks. Tears falling off my face, like Niagara Falls. When I can't cry no longer I simply sob, and sniff trying to pull my self together.

A couple of minutes later, I look at the clock and notice is 7:30, and quickly get off the floor. I go in my small cement shower, and turn it on. The water is cold, and rough on my skin. I wince when it lands on my cuts. I stay in the shower for a couple of minutes more and get out. I put on a long sleeve shirt and long skinny jeans, and grab my things. I head to the club.

Once I reach the club I park my car, and head inside.

"Hey Cat come over here," Clark calls me over once I'm inside. He pats his knee signalizing me to sit on his lab. I do as he ask and wait for instructions. He tells me that I need to handle the bar today. I quickly go to the bar, and tell Luke that I'm taking over tonight.

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"Hey sweetheart get me a beer why don't ya?," I hear a drunk man slurred to me from my left. I walk over to him and put the beer in front of him. He tries to smirk at me but ends up looking like a grimace. He takes the bottle and takes a long gulp. He looks at me, puts the money on the table, and tries to walk away. Not even three steps later he falls face first on the floor.

I chuckle and walk over to the next costumer. At one point one of the man tried to grab me by my hand. To which I quickly landed a fist on his jaw, and walked away.

"Hey, can I get one of those bottle thingies that are really good," I hear an overly squeaky high pitch voice saying when I have my back to the customers trying to get one of the bottles on the top shelf. I signalize her with my hand to wait one minute without turning around to face her. I stretch on my tippy toes trying to reach the damn bottle.

I feel a hand grab my ass, and I turned around so fast I lost my footing. I fell on the floor landing on my butt. I look up to see one of the costumers behind the counter looking down at me smirking like he did something his proud. I feel rage fill me.

"What the heck are you doing behind the counter!" I practically growl at him, while getting up and, putting both my hands on my waist trying to control my anger.

He chuckles humorlessly and jumps on the counter getting out. I follow his movements and my gaze quickly finds something, rather someone I wish I didn't.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Teddy!?" Blaze growls angrily at me. His eyes filled with anger, and dissappointment that cuts me deep into my heart.

My mouth opens and closes as I try to make words. "I..I .. I can explain Blaze!" I quickly say when I see him shaking his head and start to walk away.

He turns around and looks at me straight to my eyes and saids, "Really! You can explain Ted!" He raises his hands in frustration. He stalks at me never breaking eye contact. He jumps over the counter, and grabs me by my collar. I subconsciously flinch, thinking his going to hit me. He growls deep in his throat and asks me softly, "Why are you doing this, Ted?"

I simply stare at him unable to work any words. When he realizes I'm not going to utter a word, he shakes me roughly. "Explain!" He barks.

"I.. I-I..." I try to say something but suddenly Clark's dominant voice rings through my ears, "What's happening here, Kitten!?" He ask coming around the counter through the little flip up door. I immediately brush Blaze off me and stood straight.

"Nothing," I say quietly putting my head down to avoid making eye contact.

"Who is this!?" Clark screams at me grabbing me in a similar manner as Blaze had me a few seconds. The only difference is that there was nothing soft about Clark touch or voice, and I didn't feel the comfort I did when Blaze held me.

"I'm Blaze Montgomery, who the fuck are you!?" I feel Clark's hold on me tighten, and I silently pray to god that Blaze could make it out alive out of this place. But then again, he let me down once why should this one be any difference.

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