Murdered by a saint.

Bloody Fingertips

Chapter Four.

This.. This is stacy?!

"JC, are you alright dear?" Stacy asks concern in her lovely voice.

"Huh? oh yes! am alright, thank you." I

"Great" She begins, clapping her hands together formal as ever. "well then lets get started then shall we?"

Shit.. "Okay yes ma'am.." Stacy gives a slight chuckle at my responce, probably because of the way I addressed her.. Fuck! why the hell did i call her Ma'am?! She didn't even look any older then me! Quickly we were dead center in the middle of the clearing.

The big crowd of people that were once surronding us were now on the very outside of the clearing, brushing shoulders with each other and the trees and bushes. Even Damon was nowhere to be seen, am not sure why but that scared me, not being able to see him some how left a empty feeling in my chest.

Uh god! What am i thinking?! Hes the reason am even in this mess in the first place!

"JC, Sit." Stacy commands me, course I comply I mean what chooice do I really have?

I sit cross legged as Stacy mirrors me doing the same, she pulls out of her shirt a pin and pricks all ten of her digits. Not even wincing at the pain she surely must've felt.

This dosn't really surprise me, a lot of weird shit's been going on today but what I didn't expect was her doing it to me! I mean it didn't hurt all that much but still! Why would she do that? Whats the point to all this bull-

"JC." Stacy says sternly.

"Er- a yes?"

"Put your hands out infront of you." Complying, she suddenly presses her fingertips to mine our blood mixing together.

I feel this strange serge of engery penetrate me, first through my fingertips then tracking throughout the rest of me. she's inside me. Invading my memories, my thoughts, my feelings, my Everything.

The moment our fingertips meet Stacys head suddenly flings back like shes being pocessed, her eyes darken in color, once light clear eyes now look as if a storm is brewing inside of them.

Its over before it even started, she removes her fingertips from mine and wraps her hands around my wrists tightly and says in a very dark, slow tone. "Welcome my daughter."

Daughter?...

Suddenly cheers and yells erupt from the outskirts of the clearing. Where the other's once stood, they starting pouring into the clearing. Looking around I start to wonder.

Where is he- but before I have a chance to look for him any longer, I feel his Notorious embrace wrap around me, Damon.

Grinning ear to ear he places his lips to my forehead, slightly pecking it as he whispers to me, "You did so amazing. You were just perfect, I knew you would pass i just knew it!"

Surprisingly I didn't mind being hugged by him, That much. Though I couldn't accept what he was saying, I mean I didn't do anything.

I just did whatever Stacy said, If anything that makes me a coward, being so overly compliant.

"Uh, Thanks Damon." I say, starting to shyly push myself away from him, Regrettably reluctant.

Then I feel another hand on me.

Great..

I don't like being touched by anyone, Damon being a minor exception didn't exactly count in my rule book.