Chapter Seven :U

Chapter Seven

Brendon and I stood outside the door in silence. I wrapped one hand around the handle and was about to open it when Brendon stopped me. He stared down at me with his normal, brown eyes calmly.

“Hey, you know… in a way you saved me.” He stated calmly, “And for that I owe you my life.”

I looked back up at him, wide-eyed.

“You owe me nothing! I’m just happy to feel useful” I said, looking back down at the handle and twisting it. It opened before Brendon could say another word. As soon as the door was wide enough for us to fit in, John was standing before us. He glared at Brendon, his eyes glowing his vampiric red.

“Where the hell did you run off to?” He snarled. Brendon just stared at him. John quickly lunged at Brendon, grabbing him by the cuff of his hoody and slamming him into the wall before I could even sense his movement. 

“What the hell has gotten into you?” He roared. I quickly pulled on John’s arm, trying to pull him away from Brendon.

“Leave him alone!” I cried. John just dropped Brendon and grabbed my wrist, diverting his attention to me.

“What did you do to him, you little wench? We take you into our home so that you don’t get killed or used by them and how do you repay us?” He hissed, “You’re pathetic.”

Before I could even utter a word, I felt my body collide into the wall. I cringed as I felt my body hit it violently. I coughed in shock of the pain, a bit of blood spilling from my mouth. Brendon looked up at me, his eyes turning their vampire colour. He looked up at John and snarled, lunging at him. John snarled as well and turned back to him, catching him as the two flew across the room. I tried to push myself up, but I was in so much pain that I couldn’t. I watched as the room was torn apart and their vampire blood was being spilt on the ground and their wounds quickly healing as soon as they were made. I gritted my teeth and pushed myself up, tears beginning to swell in my eyes. I was beginning to think I had broken something. I limped over silently, trying to stop the fight before it got too serious. Suddenly Brendon grabbed John by the collar of his shirt and held his hand in a fist. The red in his eyes grew slightly larger and his pupils slightly smaller. He swung his fist back, snarling. I stared at Brendon, realizing that despite the pain, I needed to stop this. I ran, but quickly fell. Luckily I was close enough to Brendon by then that I reached my arms out and hugged him tightly. He froze, his eyes widening. He dropped the now slightly frightened, yet more shocked than anything John and turned to me, my arms now wrapped around his waist holding on with a death grip. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I felt a wave of relief wash over me. He hadn’t gone through with it. John stood up and looked at me, confused. The red in his eyes receded as he turned away and walked into his room, slamming the door. Brendon looked at me and lifted me up. He shook his head, chuckling gently.

“You need to learn when and when not to intervene.” He said calmly, lifting me onto his back. I slung my functional arm over his shoulder and leaned into his back. He placed me on the kitchen counter. He looked at my wounds and felt my bones. He shook his head again as he placed a hello kitty band-aid on a small cut I had received. His eyes met mine as he held my hand. His skin felt cold, yet there was a strange warmth emitting from it. 

“Taya, hun, you broke a leg and an arm. Seeing as how you aren’t a vampire like myself or the others, you’ll have to stay here for a little while longer until you heal. Luckily we have a doctor that we can call.” He explained. I nodded as Brendon turned away, looking over at Ryan who had just entered the room. He looked over at me and then to Brendon, his eyes narrowing.

“Who did this to her?” Ryan asked, snarling as his eyes turned their hazel colour. Brendon simply held up one hand and shook his head.

“There’s no need. I already took care of it.” Brendon stated. He quickly changed his posture, “Well, I’m going to go call Gerard. He should be able to help.”

Ryan nodded as he walked over, standing by me.

“I’ll take Taya to her room and take care of her there.” Ryan said. Brendon nodded.

“I think that would be best.” He said, agreeing. I felt my body suddenly being lifted up as Brendon picked up the phone. I swore that if Ryan had lifted me up any faster, I would have gotten whiplash. He carried me into my room and laid me on the bed gently. Once I was in the bed, he stared at me straight in the eyes and leaned in towards my face until he was just inches from it. I stared up, my face reddening slightly.

“Don’t take on a vampire ever again, you hear?” He ordered, irritated. I looked back into his eyes, a look of determination crossing my own eyes.

“I had to do something. I wasn’t going to stand there and let Brendon get hurt” I said firmly. Ryan shook his head, then placed his head on my shoulder.

“I don’t want you to get hurt” He said gently. I stared at him and how he was now on my shoulder, slightly confused. Just a second ago he was irritated with me and now he sounded almost… worried. I felt his arms wrap around me and hold me tightly without harming my broken bones. My eyes widened in shock as I felt his cold body press against my own. He nuzzled me gently.

“I don’t want to lose something that I- that I care about again…” He whispered. I wrapped my working arm around him and hugged back.

“You wont lose me, Ryan.” I whispered in response. He pulled away slightly, staring into my eyes. I gazed back, my eyes searching his for some response. I saw a bit of pink immerge from his eye. Suddenly the door flung open as Gerard walked in. We both looked over at Gerard, then back to each other. The pink was gone. I looked back at Gerard as he shook his head.

“You got yourself pretty banged up, hey?” He asked walking over and looking at my leg. I stared at him as he examined it, then he moved to my arm and the rest of my body. When he was done, he nodded sullenly.

“It’s certain that you fractured both your arm and your leg. You also bruised your back, and most of your body that I assume hit the wall. We need to put your body parts in a cast, but we can’t go to the hospital… we might get caught…” He murmured. He gazed over at Ryan who stared back, sullen. They exchanged glances in thought for a moment. Ryan looked at the ceiling and sighed.

“This is way too difficult. We need to get Taya into a cast so that she can heal, but we can’t get into the hospital because Pete will find her instantly. And if Pete’s in the hospital with the others, there’s no way just you and I can take him.” Ryan said, looking at Gerard. A grin spread across their faces as their eyes lit up. They turned to me suddenly, their smiles remaining on their faces.

“Alone, we wont stand a chance… but all together…” Ryan said gently, standing up. I felt my body being lifted up into the air, then cradled in a pair of arms. They were Ryan’s. He began walking towards the door, then looked at Gerard.

“I’ll get a head start. You get Brendon and the others together, okay?” Ryan asked. Gerard shook his head.

“You aren’t going anywhere by yourself with her. What would happen if Pete attacked while you were carrying her? You wouldn’t be able to defend against him with Taya in your arms. Take Frankie with you.” He stated. Ryan nodded, looking over to a figure leaning by the door. I almost leapt out of my skin when I saw Frankie standing there. He looked much more sullen then he had earlier. He looked up at me, his eyes changing from their usual green to a pale blue. He looked over at Ryan, raising an eyebrow.

“Hey, Ry, maybe I should carry her. If my scent mixes with hers, it’ll be less noticeable.” He suggested. Ryan looked down at me, as if thinking about it for a moment. Gerard looked over at Ryan as Ryan looked up, casting him a look. Ryan nodded grimly and handed me to Frankie.

“Be careful with her. If you hurt her in anyway, I will tear your throat out.” Ryan snarled. Frankie snapped his jaws at Ryan, making a dog-like snarl as he held me in his arms.

“I’m not reckless, Ryan,” Frankie growled, “Now come on. We should get a move on if we want to get there before Pete notices us.” 

Ryan sighed as he nodded. He opened the door, stepping aside to allow Frankie and I to go past him. We walked out into the hallway and both Ryan and Frankie paused for a moment. They looked both ways, then started running. It felt like the time Ryan had kidnapped me and taken me to their place. Only this time I was in someone else’s arms. It felt weird, for some reason. I didn’t know why but when I was younger I would have loved to be carried in any man’s arms, but now I… I just didn’t know. I looked up into Frankie’s pale blue eyes. He looked down at me momentarily. His eyes were extremely wolf like now. I looked back forward, watching the world whirl past me. I clung onto Frankie’s shirt in fear that at any moment I might fall out of his arms and tumble towards the earth. At this speed and the state I was in, I probably wouldn’t make it. We suddenly stopped at the emergency room at the hospital. Gerard and the others were already there. Frankie sat me in a wheel chair and Gerard grabbed the handles of it. If you’ve ever been in a wheel chair when the person behind you is running, you couldn’t imagine this. I felt that at any moment the wheel chair was going to flip and I would go colliding into the ground, injuring my body further. The wheel chair suddenly stopped as we came to a room. I looked inside. It looked like a slightly different version of the room I had been in earlier this week. Gerard lifted me up and placed me on the table. He looked over at Frankie. 

“Go join the others outside, Ryan you stay here. Taylor will probably feel more comfortable with you in here with me.” Gerard stated. Frankie nodded and walked outside. Gerard sighed as the door was shut behind him. He took out what looked to be paper mache and laid it beside me. He looked over at Ryan.

“You might want to hold her working hand for this. I have to reposition the bone so that it repairs properly.” Gerard stated. I looked up at Gerard nervously as I felt Ryan’s hand entwine with mine.

“Will this hurt?” I asked nervously. Gerard grinned bitterly.

“Sorry” He said softly, pulling on my arm. I made a loud, shrill like noise as he re-adjusted my arm. He quickly went to work, wrapping my arm in the cold plaster. I squeezed Ryan’s hand from the shock of my arm being moved. He simply stared back at me, holding my hand. His eyes remained expressionless. Gerard then went to my leg and re-adjusted that too. I quickly fell into Ryan’s side, squeezing his hand again. As Gerard continued to wrap up my leg, Ryan nuzzled into my head, pressing his lips against the top of my head gently. My face reddened slightly as I buried my head in deeper. Gerard suddenly leapt back up. I turned around to face him.

“All good. Now, as long as your careful you should be healed in no time. With your essence in your blood, it should increase the healing rate.” Gerard explained. I nodded as Ryan lifted me up. I looked at my arm, examining it’s sudden thickness. As we were about to exit, there was a yowl. We all stared out the window, seeing blood flying everywhere. Gerard turned to look at Ryan, worried. Ryan shook his head.

“Who ever it is will be gone soon. No one will die today. I know.” He said calmly. Gerard nodded, then looked forward again.

“Regardless, I should help them.” He stated, his body twisting into that of a giant wolf’s. He looked at Ryan.

“I’ll help you get out. Frankie’s probably too into the fight right now to do anything” Gerard offered. Ryan nodded.

“That’d be great if you could. I can’t really fight when I’m holding Taya.” He said calmly. I looked up at Ryan, who simply stared back momentarily. He then looked back forward as Gerard burst through the door. Ryan dashed forward, running towards the exit. As we ran, I saw a vampire stand in front of us. I raised my hand towards it, my eyes narrowing.

“Go away” I ordered. The vampire was suddenly blasted away. Ryan looked down at me, shocked. I just smiled.

“ I’ve been practicing” I stated. Ryan laughed as he continued running. A group of vampires suddenly appeared and began running after us. I tried to blast some of them away, but I couldn’t see who I was attacking. Realizing this issue, Ryan ran faster. Another group of vampires leapt out, causing us to veer right. I could hear their growling behind us. Just as we thought this couldn’t get any worse, a dead end with no exit but a single window laid ahead of us. Ryan held onto me more tightly, biting his lip as he continued on towards the window. I looked up at him nervously.

“What are you doing?” I asked. Ryan let a deep breath of air out slowly.

“Hold on.” He stated. I looked at him in disbelief.

“w-what?” I asked, looking back forward.

“I said… hold on!” He shouted, leaping through the window. Instinctively, I shut my eyes tightly. I heard the glass shatter as our bodies crashed against it. I clutched the cloth of his shirt tightly between my fingers as I felt us soar through the air towards the ground. I felt a sudden vibration course through my body then heard the slapping of rubber against the cement ground. I opened my eyes slowly as I looked around. We had made it to the ground. I let a deep breath of relief rush out of my lungs. Ryan continued running towards the building. Instinctively I looked behind me. The other vampires had stopped their pursuit. 

“Did they stop?” Ryan asked, staring ahead. I stared at him for a moment, then quickly nodded.

“Yeah, they stopped. You are the alpha-vamp” I joked. Ryan laughed as he leapt down into an alleyway then dashed into a building. He leapt into an elevator then stood their quietly as the elevator music coursed through the small room. As soon as the elevator stopped, Ryan stepped forward, only to be stopped by Pete.

“Game over, Ryan.” He snarled. Ryan held me closely and stared back at Pete. Pete’s face suddenly turned to shock as he collapsed, revealing Spencer who stood behind him, shaking his fist.

“Bitch…” He muttered, looking down at Pete. He looked back up at us as the corners of his mouth twitched upwards slightly. He quickly shook his head and wandered back to the apartment. Ryan followed quietly. He walked into the apartment and then to my room and opened the door. Laying me down on the bed, he kissed my forehead.

“Was that enough adventure for today?” He asked slyly. I laughed.

“I think I can withstand a bit more.” I said. Ryan grinned as he pushed some of my hair back, staring into my eyes. He then walked out of the room. I watched him go, then turned onto my back and stared at the ceiling. That’s when it hit me. I had to tell my mom something. I bit my lip, thinking up all of the options I had. Tears began running down my face as I realized what I had to do. I looked to my right. There on the nightstand sat a phone. Conveniently placed, and smiling away at me. I inhaled sharply through my nose, then took the phone in my hand, dialling my home number. I heard a sudden clicking noise.

“Hello?” The voice on the other end asked. It was my mom.

“Oh, uh, hey mom.” I said softly.

“Oh my god! Taylor! Are you okay?” She asked, freaking out. Another tear ran down my cheek.

“Y-yeah I’m fine… but mom…” I said, trying to get her attention.

“Good! Then where are you? We’ll pick you up immediately!” She cried. I shook my head.

“Mom… I’m not coming back. I’m staying where I am… and I may never see you again…” I stated. I heard my mom make a noise.

“W-what do you mean? have you been kidnapped?” She asked.

“No mom. I’ve left.” I said, then hung up the phone before I could endure anymore. I threw the phone away and collapsed on the bed. The tears had stopped. I pushed my hair back.

“It was for the best.” I stated reassuring myself.