I stared at the ceiling, feeling more dead than alive. They were going after him. To try and use me. I sat up quickly. But… Josh wouldn’t let them take him away. He was stronger than that… I curled into my bed sheets in worry. If they were taking a large group of vampires, then… Josh probably wouldn’t stand a chance. I cringed as I thought of them hurting him. It then dawned on me. I did love him. Even though we barely knew each other. When I thought of someone hurting him, I went and used as much strength as I could fathom to help him… I sighed, sitting up. He made the butterflies in my stomach grow until I felt as though I could barely breathe… or maybe that was my healing crushed oesophagus… I rubbed my temples, trying to relax. Josh could take them. After all, he was a mercenary… I fell back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling again. If I hadn’t attempted suicide, then maybe none of this would have happened… then again… maybe it would have, but with the opposite effect. If I had always been a Talking, then wouldn’t they have come anyways eventually? But… then if I hadn’t taken the pills, I would have never met Ryan and he would have never gone insane… but I also wouldn’t have met Brendon, Spencer and John… I gritted my teeth. I loved all of them… were they going to try to hurt all of them then? I felt tears fall down my cheeks. Would they go after all of my other friends? I knew Cody was a masochist, but did that mean that they would just kill him? Or would they use other methods against him? I held my head in my hands as I thought of all the things they could do to each of my friends. Everyone’s life was going to be ruined because of me… I began to sob. I should just kill myself… if only I knew how. I looked at my body. Last time a pipe was shoved through me, I survived. I’d been strangled, beaten… all kinds of things. I sighed, unsure of how I was supposed to commit suicide if I was this immortal freak. I heard a sudden clicking as the door was opened. I looked up to see a familiar face, only now her hair had turned a light auburn. She wore a low cut red tank top and a pair of skin tight black skinnies with a pair of black boots over top. She stared at me silently as a smile spread across her face, showing her vampiric fangs. I opened my mouth slowly, unbelieving of who I was seeing.
“Mara?” I asked. My old friend nodded calmly.
“Yeah, it’s me.” She stated. I watched her curiously as she sat down next to me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked. Mara shrugged.
“Pete told me to come here.” She stated. I paused, remembering what Katie had said at the party. Mara wasn’t a friend anymore. I stared at her, my eyes narrowing.
“Mara, why are you working with them?” I asked. Mara stared straight back at me, her smile fading.
“Working with them? It’s not like I have a choice. Patrick turned me, which meant that I have to be with them for eternity. Denying your master is considered a crime amongst both vampires and werewolves.” She snarled, “A crime that your disgusting little cross breed boyfriend is guilty of.”
I stood up.
“Don’t call him that- wait… a cross breed?” I asked. Mara nodded.
“Josh is both a talking and a vampire. When Patrick became a vampire, he was turned. But Josh’s parents denied both of their families and created him. A vampire and a human, who bared the egg of a Talking within her. It was a sin against all of our cultures. That’s why Josh has no clan. Because he was born alone, and we killed his parents when they gave birth to him.
I stared at her in disbelief.
“So Josh and I-”
“Yes. You’re both the two remaining Talkings. Patrick is no longer considered a Talking and his soul has gone with the others, making ninety-eight Talking souls. He still hasn’t realized this though. He‘s obsessed with your filthy vampire-talking now because of the fact that he‘s able to use his Talking powers when he wants to” She explained. I glared at her.
“He’s not filthy!” I snarled. Mara grinned as she stood up.
“Oh yes he is. He’s the lowest amongst us. He’s a sin against nature that will die alone.” She growled. I lifted up my hand, striking her across the face. I stared at her in disbelief at what I had done.
“I-I-I’m sorry…” I said. Mara turned to look at me as her mouth turned into a snarl. Her eyes were suddenly engulfed in pink as she cracked her neck.
“You deny your old friends to protect the garbage. How… disgusting. I don’t know what Patrick see’s in you, but I will end his longing.” Mara growled, stepping towards me as her finger nails became claw-like. There was a sudden banging on the door. Mara turned to look at the door, seeing Patrick standing there. Patrick glared at her.
“Mara. Leave. Now.” He ordered. Mara bowed her head.
“My apologies, master.” She whimpered, walking past him with her head hanging down. Patrick glared at her as he watched her leave. He looked over at me, shutting the door.
“Your boyfriend was gone when we arrived.” He stated. I stared at Patrick, shocked. Had the telepathy worked? I stared at Patrick, my mouth turning into a smile. Patrick glared at me as I began to laugh.
“What? What’s so funny?” He snarled. I threw back my head in laughter, yet I was confused as to why I was laughing. I suddenly felt something from my body separate as I looked beside me to see a ghost like figure of Josh standing beside me, cackling away. Patrick dashed at him, trying to grab him but his hands just went through Josh. Josh continued laughing, falling over as he did so. He wiped a tear away from his eye.
“Oh my god. You thought I’d be oblivious to your plans? I’ve been here the entire time. Well, sort of. You see, your end is coming soon. I know. I’ve seen it. You made a big mistake in taking her, and now, I’m coming to kill you.” Josh said happily, then turned into smoke and disappeared. Patrick gritted his teeth as he pushed me up against the wall in anger, pinning me there.
“Where is he? Is he inside of you again?” Patrick asked. I shook my head.
“He’s gone…” I muttered, grinning. Josh was smart. Patrick glared at me, throwing me back onto the bed. He grinned wildly as he held up his hands, chains wrapping around me tightly. He stared at my choker, removing it only for a moment as he muttered something into it. A single tear drop gem appeared on it, turning a vibrant red. He opened his hands, the choker becoming long like a rope. He tied it around the chains which bound me and turned away.
“lets see him try to save you.” Patrick snarled. I stared up at Patrick, glaring at him.
“He’ll be able to. After all, this choker only affects the wearer.” I growled. Patrick smirked, appearing in front of me now. He tilted my chin up towards his face.
“You should study Talking binds before you talk. This one is able to change into what ever I want it to be. Currently, it’s able to repel any efforts a Talking does to remove it. And seeing as how Josh is half Talking, he can’t do shit!” Patrick cackled. I shook my head.
“Josh will find a way.” I stated. Patrick laughed as he began to walk to the door. A few moments before he exited, he turned to me.
“Oh, and every time he tries, it’ll hurt him and take away a piece of his own soul.” Patrick snarled, his eyes shining their vampiric white. My expression turned to fear as I attempted to escape from the chains.
“Let me out!” I screamed. I wouldn’t let them hurt him. I gritted my teeth as I writhed around. I began to dread Josh coming for me.
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