Chapter 5I found Brian curled in a ball in his room, sobbing his heart out. I walked over to him, kneeling next to him and placing my hand on his shoulder. He jerked away from me.
Now that hurt.
I moved forward again and pulled Brian’s resisting body against mine. He was shaking.
“What did he do Brian?” I asked gently, stroking his hair. He settled a little against me.
“He… He forced me…” I lost the rest in his sobs. I stroked his hair a little more, kissed his forehead, rocking him in my arms. He looked up and gently slid his hand round my neck. I winced. It hurt more than I thought. “He hurt you.” Brian whispered gently. I nodded and Brian pulled my top down a little way to see the bruises. “Why?”
“Because.” I replied. He didn’t need to know I was Nick’s favourite bitch. I think it hurt the others more than me. Brian looked up.
Geez, he was crying again.
“He fucked you didn’t he?” What was I meant to say to that? Yep, fucked me all night and damn, I’d do it again right now if he wanted. I just nodded and he slid away from me. “Leave me alone Kev.” He said.
If my heart was still beating, it probably would have broke.
I stood up, and walked slowly to the door. Maybe I disgusted him; liking what Nick did to me. Maybe he was just tired. Yeah, that’s it. And whatever shit Nick did to him last night.
Realising Nick had disappeared to AJ’s room, the screaming and moaning through the door warned me, I went to find Howie.
I had never really got on well with Howie. He was too quiet, too submissive. I could be pretty submissive at times... but he liked it. He liked it when Nick hit him and forced him to suck him off, or when Nick punished one of the others. Personally, I think he was in love with Nick.
In love with his sire. Poor fucker.
Nothing would ever come of that. Howie may be Nick’s childe, but in basic terms, he’s just a fuck-toy. We all were. Hell, even me.
That day went quick. Well, all days were quick if you were immortal, but you know what I mean. Me and Howie played pool, or messed about, watching vampire movies and laughing about the crappy special effects. The only vamp thing we liked was Buffy or Angel. Mainly because that guy was too damn hot.
That night, Nick decided we’d go out clubbing. Separately, so we weren’t ambushed, by the supernatural or not.
I went to my favourite club in town, Twisted. Because it was. It was a vamp place; humans who went in rarely came out in one piece. I slipped past the bouncer, he knew me, and walked in, grinning at the smell of blood. Ordering a Bloody Mary, with real blood, not that fake shit they try to sell us, I turned and stared out at the dancefloor. There weren’t many Masters, but I could sense a few, surrounded by their Children protectively. I finished the drink quickly, slipping onto the dancefloor.
I had just got grinding with this Master, who was all over me, nipping at my neck insistently, that I sensed them.
I pushed the vampire away instantly. He growled at me, before stalking off to find someone else. I looked round. They were here. I let out a low growl warningly. I could smell them.
Fuck, they were all around me. I saw four of them slide out of the crowd at once, circling me, cutting me off.
My eyes met the bravest.
Fuck, this was gonna be bad. The vampire’s hair was a little too long, streaks highlighted in the clubs glare. Yeah, he was cute. Not that it would matter when I break his neck anyway.
“JC.” I said, in a fake greeting. He just growled and crouched slightly. I copied, ready to spring away from him if need be.
Fighting between vampires is very common. It can last centuries, but this would end soon. We’d kill each other before long. I glanced warily round the circle as the other three N’syncers circled me, moving closer. I could sense their leader wasn’t there. So, it was just the children. Coward.
Suddenly, I was on my back on the club floor, sharp teeth buried into my neck. The adrenaline stopped any pain. I squirmed.
He was too low, missing his target by a few centimetres. I grabbed his head and yanked it back, backhanded him across the face and kicked him off me. I rolled onto my front, kneeling up as the next one sprang forward.
Fuck. He hit me hard in the stomach and I lurched forward gasping, as he hit me again and again. I scrambled back, grabbing his wrist as he tried, bending his hand back sharply. He cried out in pain. I felt something crack in his arm.
Quickly jumping to my feet, I watched the two members of N’sync warily. The one I had backhanded, Justin, was scrambling to his feet. JC pounced next. I met him head on, driving my fist into his stomach. He squirmed as I leant down and dug my teeth in his neck quickly, ripping the skin as I let him drop. He clasped the wound with his hand, trying to stop the flow of blood.
The crowd watched like vultures. I felt their gaze on me, willing me to lose, so they could feast. I steeled myself as the last member standing moved forward.
Shit he was fast. I tried to block him, but in seemingly no time, I was on my back. I felt blood drip from my lip. He was above me, gloating as I growled gently. He glanced down. I grabbed his collar, bringing his head down as kicked my leg up, effectively hitting his crotch. He howled in pain.
I laughed. Rolling him onto his back, I sank my teeth into his neck.