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hearts sounded like a melody in my ears.
My fangs elongated and Ben pulled the mask up to hide them.
“Go, we will be fine. They need me,” he said, turning my body in the direction of the locker room. Dawn appeared at my side and slung her shoulder over mine.
“Ben’s right,” Dawn stuttered. She pulled me away from the scene and into the changing room.
“It’s fine. I’m fine.” I lied.
“No, you’re not. Just go home and take a bubble bath and Ben will be there shortly.”
I nodded, knowing that I should go. What was I thinking? A vampire and hospital don’t mix. I must be crazy.
“Seriously, T, it would be better.” Dawn looked as if she would cry if I protested and her southern accent peaked out, letting me know her sincerity.
“Fine.” I was defeated. I made my way to my locker. “I’m going you don’t have to monitor me. Go help save those people.” I frowned because I wanted to help, but I was more of a liability than support.
Dawn about faced and ran out back to the scene.
I pulled on my jeans and grabbed my jacket and helmet before strolling out of the locker room.
I didn’t want to go back to Ben’s place, but I had no choice. I wanted to go somewhere that I could think and be alone with my pity party for one. I could have asked Dawn for her keys, but I wasn’t sure if her sister, Amy, was still there and I doubted she wanted me around her, anyway.
I put my helmet on as I walked up to my bike and pulled on my jacket. I didn’t need the jacket, but I liked keeping up appearances.
I didn’t own very many possessions in this world, but the ones I did, I loved; and that included my little Honda motorcycle. I swung my leg over the bike and revved the engine.
I looked around the parking garage feeling that someone was watching me or it could have been my nerves, since Dawn told me that Persephone was free. I shook off the thought and took off.
The difference between then and now was my speed. I was fearless now, and my need for speed increased by becoming a vampire. My usual eight-minute drive home turned to three. I had no regard for laws and I knew I couldn’t die, hell I was already dead.
I opened the garage door with the clicker Ben had given me, since we were roommates, now. I rode my bike in and parked it sideways, hopped off, took off my helmet and shook out my hair before I placed my helmet on the seat.
I made my way to the door, closed the garage and strolled into the kitchen. I dropped the jacket from my shoulder, placing it on the back of a chair.
My thirst burned in my throat. Why hadn’t I ever seen Ben struggle with this? He was so cool and calm around all the bloody patients.
I chose a glass instead of a mug and poured a tall glass of blood. I locked the doors, but if a psycho bitch like Persephone wanted to kill me, a door wouldn’t stop her. I turned off the lights and headed to the white room to lie down and think before I rested for the day. I planned to be asleep or at least appear to be asleep before Ben came in. I was really trying not to have sex with him or Hades, until I picked one of them to be with. I refused to be that girl.
I set the glass on the nightstand next to the journal Ben gave me, and contemplated reading it. I kicked off my Nike’s, pulled off my jeans and plopped down on the unmade bed. I never made my bed when I knew I was getting back in it soon. I put the glass up to my lips to quench the thirst, created by those accidents victims, when grey smoke began filling the room. That only meant one thing. Hades was coming.
Eight
Antonia
I couldn’t lie to myself. I was excited to see him; but I hoped he wouldn’t press me for an answer, because I wasn’t giving him one yet.
His hazel eyes came into focus before his Grecian nose, flawless skin and handsome face. The gorgeous Greek god stood before me with his ready-to-kiss lips and a smile appearing on his face.
“My Antonia.” His melodic baritone voice was like music to
My fangs elongated and Ben pulled the mask up to hide them.
“Go, we will be fine. They need me,” he said, turning my body in the direction of the locker room. Dawn appeared at my side and slung her shoulder over mine.
“Ben’s right,” Dawn stuttered. She pulled me away from the scene and into the changing room.
“It’s fine. I’m fine.” I lied.
“No, you’re not. Just go home and take a bubble bath and Ben will be there shortly.”
I nodded, knowing that I should go. What was I thinking? A vampire and hospital don’t mix. I must be crazy.
“Seriously, T, it would be better.” Dawn looked as if she would cry if I protested and her southern accent peaked out, letting me know her sincerity.
“Fine.” I was defeated. I made my way to my locker. “I’m going you don’t have to monitor me. Go help save those people.” I frowned because I wanted to help, but I was more of a liability than support.
Dawn about faced and ran out back to the scene.
I pulled on my jeans and grabbed my jacket and helmet before strolling out of the locker room.
I didn’t want to go back to Ben’s place, but I had no choice. I wanted to go somewhere that I could think and be alone with my pity party for one. I could have asked Dawn for her keys, but I wasn’t sure if her sister, Amy, was still there and I doubted she wanted me around her, anyway.
I put my helmet on as I walked up to my bike and pulled on my jacket. I didn’t need the jacket, but I liked keeping up appearances.
I didn’t own very many possessions in this world, but the ones I did, I loved; and that included my little Honda motorcycle. I swung my leg over the bike and revved the engine.
I looked around the parking garage feeling that someone was watching me or it could have been my nerves, since Dawn told me that Persephone was free. I shook off the thought and took off.
The difference between then and now was my speed. I was fearless now, and my need for speed increased by becoming a vampire. My usual eight-minute drive home turned to three. I had no regard for laws and I knew I couldn’t die, hell I was already dead.
I opened the garage door with the clicker Ben had given me, since we were roommates, now. I rode my bike in and parked it sideways, hopped off, took off my helmet and shook out my hair before I placed my helmet on the seat.
I made my way to the door, closed the garage and strolled into the kitchen. I dropped the jacket from my shoulder, placing it on the back of a chair.
My thirst burned in my throat. Why hadn’t I ever seen Ben struggle with this? He was so cool and calm around all the bloody patients.
I chose a glass instead of a mug and poured a tall glass of blood. I locked the doors, but if a psycho bitch like Persephone wanted to kill me, a door wouldn’t stop her. I turned off the lights and headed to the white room to lie down and think before I rested for the day. I planned to be asleep or at least appear to be asleep before Ben came in. I was really trying not to have sex with him or Hades, until I picked one of them to be with. I refused to be that girl.
I set the glass on the nightstand next to the journal Ben gave me, and contemplated reading it. I kicked off my Nike’s, pulled off my jeans and plopped down on the unmade bed. I never made my bed when I knew I was getting back in it soon. I put the glass up to my lips to quench the thirst, created by those accidents victims, when grey smoke began filling the room. That only meant one thing. Hades was coming.
Eight
Antonia
I couldn’t lie to myself. I was excited to see him; but I hoped he wouldn’t press me for an answer, because I wasn’t giving him one yet.
His hazel eyes came into focus before his Grecian nose, flawless skin and handsome face. The gorgeous Greek god stood before me with his ready-to-kiss lips and a smile appearing on his face.
“My Antonia.” His melodic baritone voice was like music to
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