Bloodstream

04 Red

Sage

I was backed up against the counter. Those blue eyes were piercing into mine.  He moved closer to me pushing me against the counter even more.... trapping me. He brushed his knuckles across my cheek pushing a few strands of hair off my face. He leaned in closer brushing his lips towards my jaw .....his hands wrapped around my waist tighter.

"Ethan.." i felt his lips against my jaw, kissing lower down to my neck.

Before I could say another word I felt his lips against mine, silencing me. So I let the alcohol take the lead. The feel of his lips against mine gave me the distraction I needed after a long tiring day. My mind was going all sorts of places. My hands moved up around his neck pulling him closer to me if that was even possible. He did the same with his arms around my waist. I moved my hips towards his and he understood what had to be done.

I was lifted up and put on the counter.  My legs were wrapped around his waist pulling him in more, my hands still around his neck.  He moved away slightly to look at me and with one quick move my top was ripped off me and tossed aside. His hungry eyes scanned my body as if itv was the first time he was seeing me like this and I loved it. While we were at it I pulled on his shirt and ripped the whole front open and crashed my lips back to his . His body was chiseled to perfection to say the least and I ran my hands down his abs and back up into his hair.

His hands were still holding me in my place and my legs were around his waist. He broke the kiss and started trailing kisses towards my jaw. I felt his teeth against my skin. I could feel my core heating up as I heard myself let out a few moans and my head fell back. I could feel the alcohol taking over more and more....and I was gladly letting it.

I could feel his eagerness between my legs all to well as I pushed myself against him even more. He gave me a smirk and crashed his lips against mine again only this time he deepend the kiss even more. We were hungrier. Maybe it was the alcohol jn us... maybe it was the need for distraction...I didn't care. If we didn't move to the couch or bedroom in the next couple of minutes I'd let him take me right here.

I was about to pull his shirt off his shoulders when he stopped. His lips were still against my neck and his hands still held me close. It took me a second to figure why.

I looked at him and he returned the same concerned expression as me.

We both heard it.

The noise.

The screaming.

The gunshots.

"Fuck" he murmured as I unhooked my legs from around him.

He immediately backed up giving me room to jump off the counter.
He took off his shirt and handed it to me since mine was practically torn apart. I pulled it over my shoulders even though the buttons were broken and it didn't really cover much, I didn't care.

He shook his head at me as if he was asking me if I was alright.

I nodded and looked towards the door.

Within seconds Ethan was at the door. Listening to see if he could hear anything. I followed the same. But there was nothing to hear except screaming and sounds of people fighting.

I lived in a damn skyscraper infested with vampires. My people.

My first thought was what if the bullet thing happened again. What if someone had gotten shot or hexed again. I didn't want any of my people to go through that kind of hell because I knew there was no way that they would survive it.

Concern washed over me as I realised what this meant if one of my people were hexed. They had probably killed someone...or worse...what if they were turning on eachother...

I looked at Ethan and he mouthed something to me. My mind was flooded with worst case scenarios.  I  could feel the alcohol somewhat begin to wear off but my mind was still going crazy trying to listen hard at what was going on downstairs.

All I understood from what he said was "stairs". And he was gone in a fleeting second.

I rubbed my temples and shook my head and walked out. I knew I could handle a bunch of vampires. Even if they were under some kind of hex. I was trying to keep myself as collected as I could. The thought of having to put down one of my own people really triggered me .

I was headed towards the stairs when I heard the elevator at the other end of the hallway coming up. I was on the last floor and the elevator wasn't stopping. It was coming up to me.

I heard the clink of the elevator about to open and ran. The second the elevator door opened i was in there. The man inside didn't have a chance. I never gave him a chance. I already had his heart in my hand. I hadn't even seen his face yet.... I hit the button  for the lower floor as I dropped the heart on the floor beside the lifeless body. My hands vwas dripping baith blood and half  my sleeve was drenched in red.

The door opened and I saw blood everywhere. The white marble was stained. My first thought was "Fuck !I'm gonna have to get this shit cleaned tomorrow morning" .

I stepped out and looked around. I could barely see anything in the dark.
I saw figures of men fighting eachother. Necks snapping. Hearts being dropped on the floor.  I whipped my head to the side when  I heard someone come at me. Once again I managed to toss him to the side, snapping his neck . I was faster than them afterall.

I heard a familiar voice. Ethan's voice. He was fighting with a man with dark hair. I could barely see them in the dark. I could just makeout Ethan because he didn't have on a damn shirt.

The man had just thrown him on the ground. Ethan was an old vampire which meant he was strong. So if that man could put him down so quick it meant he was just as old if not older...he was about to shove his hand through Ethan's chest but before he could do anything next I ran and pushed him to the side almost pinning him against the wall by his throat. He flashed his red eyes and fangs at me.

"Sage" I heard my name being called from a distance.... That voice was a little too familiar

The man infront of me managed to loosen my grip around his neck and I heard my wrist snap. Everything that followed happened in less than a second. I saw his hand push through my chest. The sound of my ribs cracking rung in my ears. I felt a piece of bone piercing my heart. I felt his hand around my heart as he squeezed it. I heard the nerves bursting, cutting off the blood flow as he looked me dead in the eyes.

Everything happened so fast yet I remember everything as if it was in ultra slow motion. I registered every painful moment. I felt every moment.

The last thing I saw  red eyes staring back at me. The last thing I heard was   that  familiar voice getting closer  yelling "Nooo". I knew who it was.

Ezra.

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What the fuck!!

I'm enjoying writing supernatural books more than romantic books. Its so insane. I never expected to enjoy writing this genre so much.

Also we have Ezra back.  What do you think this means for Ethan and Sage?

Who do you think attacked the building?

How about a different POV in the next chapter?

Let me know your thoughts and theories in the comments, I'll be looking forward to them. And vote if you enjoyed the chapter.

See you guys soon.