Thanks to my lovely editor AllOfthis. I cannot stress how much i love this girl. We're making the chapters longer and getting them out faster. I'm proud of us lol. Enjoy and leave suggestions.
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I picked up the photo album to inspect the picture on the front. It was my mom's from when I was just born. It was now my picture book. Memories from the days when I was happy and my parents were happy and everybody was happy and just...Bliss. I sighed and closed the box.
"I'm ready to go." I said turning to Eric.
"Wait, I have something for you." Sam said hurriedly.
She had suitcases in her hand. My suitcases. Was she putting me out? I know I had been kind of gloomy and sad but I had a reason.
"Eric asked me to pack you a bag. But you know me. Packing more than needed. He wants to get you out the house for a couple of days. You need it baby doll. You'll be around his family. I don't want you here alone while I leave to visit Jake's parents." She said with a hopeful face.
I wasn't just going to agree. I wasn't just going to let my vagina speak for me. I would stand ground. Drag this out.
"She doesn't have a choice." Eric said and with that he grabbed the bag and walked out.
I looked on with stunned belief. Truth be told I almost threw a tantrum. I heard Sam snicker and knew I had to save face.
"I was going to say yes anyways." I turned on my heels and flipped my hair. "I'm in charge of shit. I will make Eric submit to me before he knows it. I mean I am Natalia Catalina Emilee Miyoko. I will make him acknowledge me as head bitch in charge. I am the boss." I said with my fist balled.
"Do you honestly believe that?" She said with an eyebrow raised.
"No I do not." I said holding my head up.
Sam gave me my purse and another pink bag before I marched out the door and found Eric leaning against the door frame holding in a laugh. He made me sick.
"You're an asshole." I said without stopping to wait for him.
"I know "boss". Let's go." He said mocking my earlier rant.
He opened the door for me and I took note that it was a different car. The insides were beautiful. White leather. This man had taste.
His phone interrupted my thoughts and he looked at me as if asking could he answer it. I nodded. He answered the phone and his face got serious. Very scary looking. Deadly. He hung up the phone and looked at me. Not a look I was used to getting from him. A sad, scared look.
"We have to make a quick detour." He said while u-turning.
We pulled up to the park. It was deserted and it looked scary. It was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing. I looked at him trying to get some type of understanding.
"If you think I'm going to give it up to you right here you are sadly mistaken mister." I said joking trying to lighten the mood.
It was tense in the car. A lot of dark and negative energy. I was getting scared. I knew he wouldn't hurt me. I trusted him with all of me. But I wasn't dumb and while I trusted him I knew there was something he was hiding.
"I'm so sorry. No matter what happens do not get out this car." He said while getting out the car. He locked the doors and walked into the darkness.
He had me all the way fucked up. I was a hood girl. I was a thug. I laughed. I didn't have a hood bone in my body. I was scared and I didn't know what was going on, but I would stand by him. Maybe I was being dumb but I felt something with him that I never felt before. I felt the need to prove my loyalty. I waited 30 seconds and said a special prayer and hopped out the car.
I didn't know what direction he walked or how far but I would find him. Then I heard shots. I ran towards the light where I heard the shots. Then I saw them. It was 3 men, 1 decapitated woman and Eric. He was lying on his back and bleeding.
"ERIC!!!" I screamed. I ran towards him as fast as I could.
All eyes were on me. 3 pairs of red eyes. Red eyes? What the hell? Before I registered what happened I was thrown to the side and was held down by one of the men. He punched me in the mouth and licked my ear.
" I've been hit harder. You hit like a bitch." I said laughing. My mouth was on fire.
"Wrong thing to say bitch. I'm going to have fun tearing you apart. I'll make you suffer." He said with an evil look.
The other 2 things materialized next to me and started delivering bows to my stomach. I was nearing unconsciousness and was thankful for it.
"Fuck this bitch. Just kill her and let's be done brother." The other thing said while walking away.
"Yes drain the little pest and let us be on our way Dmitri." Thing 3 said.
I closed my eyes and waited for the thing, I was now sure it was a vampire, to kill me. I felt a splatter of warm liquid and a metallic smell. It was blood. All over my face. Now all I had to do was die. Only I didn't feel any pain. I opened my eyes and saw 3 dead vampires and a wolf.
A wolf? I stood up prepared to run. Too bad I was so weak and in pain. I fell right back down. The wolf ran to me and I started panicking.
"Good wolf. Good wolfy. Nice wolf. Good boy. Stay. Don't move." I was trembling scared.
The wolf started backing up. I looked around for Eric and didn't see him. The wolf must have recognized my confusion because it started walking towards me.
Suddenly it changed. Into Eric. The wolf changed into Eric. I blinked twice. I must have hit my head hard. I closed my eyes and when I opened them a wolf was there. Then Eric.
Suddenly I was laughing. I had lost my mind or this was a dream. Maybe I had taken way to many sleeping pills and was hallucinating. Something. This wasn't real. But it was very real. I stood up slowly. Careful not to anger him. Still laughing.
"Natalia you're in shock." He said while reaching for me.
I backed up. "Eric, are you telling me you're a fucking werewolf?" I asked while laughing hysterically.
"Yes." He said seriously.
"Oh ok." I said and with that my eyes rolled to head back of my head as the shock wore off and I passed out.
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I woke up in frantic. I knew I wasn't home just like I knew last night wasn't a dream. I wouldn't deny it. I would just get the fuck out of here and never come back. I jumped up from the unfamiliar bed feeling like shit.
"Where is my stuff?" I whispered out loud.
Fuck it I thought. I tiptoed through the small room and tried the door. Locked. I was seriously about to cry when I saw a patio door. I had done enough sneaking out to maneuver down a balcony. But how far up was I?
"Shit!" I said looking over the balcony.