In the Dark

Chapter 3

Am I dead? Is this hell?

Or maybe I'm in limbo?

Shut the fuck up, Kyra! You could be dead!

Uhm, no. That's highly unlikely.

I muster all of my strength into trying to open my eyes and I barely do. After a while, my eyes fully open and the bright, white light of a hospital room shines into them, making my head ache. I look around the room and down at my arm, an IV connected to me.

God, I hate hospitals. Full of diseases and death. Plus, the grout on the tiles are nasty.

Someone shuffles in the corner of the room. I feel the hot gaze of someone scanning my body and I look over in the chair. The woman who was staring at me finally bolts out of the chair and walks over to me.

Who the fuck is thi-

"Nurse? She's awake!" the woman yells into the hallway and I start panicking.

"Let me go!" I whisper-yell at her and she rolls her eyes. She pulls her black hair back with one hand and huffs as her piercing green eyes search the room. She crosses her arms across her chest and leans on one of her legs.

Who the hell is this chick... ooh she's kinda cute.

I look back at my arm and yank the IV out. A little bit of blood trickles out and the woman looks over at me, her eyes shift from emerald to crimson.

"Girl, cool it, would ya?"

Her fangs bare and I glare at her before flipping over on my side. She gets closer to me and I jump up to punch her in the face, which she counters by grabbing my wrist. I ball them and punch her in the side, her eyes finally stop glowing and she blinks rapidly.

"I'm sorry. I-I don't know why I did that."

"I do," I growl and she pulls her hand away like I burnt her. "You're fairly new to the vampyre-bloodlust-thing and you can't control it. I've seen it before. It's fine."

She looks down at the ground in shame as the nurse rushes in and looks at both of us.

"Glad to see that you're awake Miss Harris. I'm Nurse Brandt and I see that you have already met this woman and that you unplugged your IV. I'm glad you got your strength back."

"What happened?" I ask the nurse and the stranger continues looking at the floor.

"Well, you-" the nurse starts but the woman butts in.

"-A vampyre attacked you. I killed it and you had some serious head trauma. He choked you and you blacked out."

Usually, I would be into that, but he did almost kill me, and I didn't consent, so...

Focus, Kyra. You need to get better, not think about your kinks.

The woman smirks at me as if she knows what I'm thinking.

Holy shit. She knows what I'm thinking.

I glare at her and she continues to smirk as we both take a good look at each other. I feel my body try to gravitate towards her, but I focus back in on what the nurse is saying.

"So we went ahead and stitched up the cuts on your neck from the attack. Luckily for you, this woman saved you. She's a detective. I'll leave the room so she can ask you some questions," she announces as she goes to leave. "Oh, hold on. Your stuff is in the tall closet on the left." I nod a 'thank you' to her before she leaves.

"My name is Detective Isabella Volkova and I need you to tell me what happened."

Did it just get really hot in here? Why am I sweating so much?

I stand up and walk over to the closet to get a hair tie. The air is thick with lust, tension, and chemistry. I look up at her and she takes out her notepad.

"Why are you asking me questions? You saw what happened," I say defensively and she huffs.

"My Captain said that I need to take notes on what happened. I'm not suppose to tell ya this, but he thinks that this is happening in other places in town. I'm on duty today since someone took the day off. I don't usually do this since our P.I. does."

Wait...

"Do you work at the 13th precinct?" I ask and she gives me a puzzled look.

"Y-yeah," she stutters and I feel my cheeks flush. She gets closer to me and I sit on the bed.

"I work there too. I'm a P.I."

"Did you take today off?" she asks and now, it's my turn to give her a puzzled look.

"Yeah. Personal day," I explain and she nods

"So I was your replacement for the day, huh?" she asks with a smile and I raise my shoulders.

"I mean-I-I wouldn't say that, but-"

She cuts me off by staring into my eyes, heat flaming throughout my body. She eventually breaks eye contact and goes back to her notepad.

"I'll just write down what I already know. He won't know the diff-" I cut her off by putting my finger up and my skin starts scorching.

My body feels like it could light on fire and I run to the bathroom, the cool floor stinging my feet. I turn on the sink and splash some ice-cold water in my face. I feel myself cool down and I hear the beautiful woman walking towards the door.

What the actual fuck!?

"Are you okay?" she asks as I pant heavily. The fire leaves through my fingertips and finally goes away.

"Yeah. I'm fine," I lie and she sighs.

"Can't you just- not l-lie to me?" she begs with a stutter and I roll my eyes.

Lol she's trying to be tough, but she ruined it by stuttering.

"I can hear what you think, you know," she states and my eyes widen.

So you heard me think about...

"Yep," she says cockily as she pops the 'p'.

"Can you please not do that anymore, Izzy?" I ask and I immediately shut my mouth. I grip the sink to the point of it cracking a little out of frustration.

Why did I call her that!?

Get your hormones in check, Kyra.

"It's fine, Kyra."

"No, it's not. That was very unprofessional. I'm sorry," I apologize and I don't hear another peep from the other side of the door. I eventually hear her boots squeak as she walks to the bathroom.

"Hey," she opens the door with her perfectly-manicured hands and I stop holding onto the sink with a death grip. "It's ok," she reiterates, "I prefer it, actually. Isabella was my mom, so just call me Izzy."

"I don't even know you."

"I have a feeling we will get to know each other. We are going to be working together, partner."