So sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I suffered the loss of my father just after the holidays, I have taken it quite hard but I am ready to return to my writing now. This story is for my dad...he always believed in my writing.
Rip daddy.
A special thank you to my friend Mr. P for all of his help with the story and with life in general.
Staying as still as I could slowly open my eyes to take in my surroundings. I was in a soft bead covered with a warm blanket. The sun was setting thought the window at the end of the bed. I couldn't remember the last time I peed but I had to now. Looking around the room I saw a door that looked like it could be a bathroom. Trying to move from the bed was a problem all on its own. Each movement I made no matter how small caused pain to soar through me. Swelling the pain down I made it to the bathroom. Standing at the sink I looked into the mirror for the first time in who knew how long. Bruises covered my face neck and made their way down the rest of my body. My eye was swollen almost shut. The split in my lip burnt as my tongue ran across it. Looking down at my body I saw the fingerprints bruised into my arms the boot prints on my legs and stomach. Standing so long just staring at myself my knees became weak as I slouched to the floor crying as I curled into a ball.
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As I stepped into the room I saw the bed was empty. Knowing that Gwen was awake and alone somewhere startled me until I heard the tiny sobs coming from the bathroom. The door was cracked enough that I could make out her form on the floor in a ball rocking back and forth. Wanting so bad to just go to her I had to stop myself not wanting to scare her. I would let her cry on the floor until she was asleep or until she came out on her own. Sitting on the bed I lost track of the time it took for the sobs to end. Quietly I walked into the bathroom gently scooped Gwen into my arms to take her back to bed. She was as stiff as a board as I laid her down on the bed only to see her sunk in green eyes staring at me.
"Its ok Gwen I am not going to hurt you, you are safe here."
"Where am I?" she barley manages to get the words from her mouth as she is so weak.
"Just rest my small one you are safe here at my home. There will be another man coming to check in on you, his name is James and he is a doctor." I could see worry and fear in her eyes as I brushed her hair from her face. As her eyes grew heavy and started to sag I couldn't stop myself from curling up with her safe in my arms in bed. I was lost in her sent with my head berried in her hair as James entered the room.
"Am I interrupting something?"
"No just soothing her worry." It was a lie but I'm not ready for anyone to really know just how important the human is to me.
As James changed her IV I saw the syringe he held in his hand. My body grew tense as my gaze had locked on to James very intensely.
"Its ok Alexander it is the same thing I gave her last night to help her stay calm and rest. That is what is best for her my friend. Do you have any idea who did this to her or even why they did this?"
"I am not sure why anyone would harm her but the man I fought against is not unknown to me. It was Dylan." James just stopped in his tracks as he heard the name.
"What would Dylan want with her?"
"Now that is the question isn't it James."
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Looking at the scratches on my face in the mirror just made my blood boil even more.
"How could I have been so careless to have not sensed Alexander?" My mind had been running away with its self from the moment I managed to escape Alexander's grasp. Knowing that if Alexander had not followed me he must have been there for the girl.
"That girl is mine!" shouting as I struck the mirror sending glass pieces flying about the gas station bathroom. A knock came from the door to snap me back into the now. Holding a shard of the mirror in my hand I walked to the door and slowly opened it. A man with broad shoulders and a thick chest was standing on the other side.
"We heard some noise and just wanted to check to make sure everything was ok."
"Oh, I am fine but it looks like someone has broken the mirror in here."
"O jeeze that happens more than you would guess. I'll get it cleaned up after your done in there."
"Oh I'm done." I exited the bathroom as the man entered. Leaning against the wall for a few minutes I reentered the bathroom.
"Oh hey did you forget something?"
"Yes I did forget something." Grabbing the man by his face brining him to my face so I could pear into his eyes. He fought against my grasp but his strength was no match for my own. His struggling only made it more exciting for me as I peered into his blue eyes all the way to his soul. Tossing an empty husk of the man to the floor I quickly took off my bloody shirt and switched it with his clean shirt. Reaching into his pockets I found a set of keys, setting off the car alarm on "accident" so I could find his car I got in and started to drive. Looking in the rear view mirror all signs of the battle I had had with Alexander were gone as I healed fully after stealing the man's soul for myself.
Driving down the road I pull out my cell phone. It is late but I know the other line will be picked up.
"Hello?" A tired deep husky voice answers after the third ring.
