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Authors: Tamara Rose Blodgett
we'll leave you here to comfort Julia.” He smiled the first
genuine smile of the day since hearing the wretched and humiliating
news of his son's involvement in the shooting. He began to back out
of the house when he caught sight of Jason moving back toward the
couch. He pursed his lips into a thin line.
“Jason,” he commanded in a
low tone.
Jason didn't even turn. “What?” His eyes on
Julia's pale face, her lips tinged blue.
“Let's go.”
“No,” Jason said, his eyes
steady on Harold's.
Lily's head snapped up. She wasn't having
this big guy in her house. This kid that Julia was gone over.
This family! How dare they try to bulldoze
their way in her house, force their involvement. She picked up the
nearest phone, her finger hovering above the number nine. “Don't
make me call the police,” she threatened Jason in a low voice.
Jason couldn't believe this was happening.
The hell with this! He walked right back over to the couch and
scooped Julia up in his arms, her soft moaning twisting something
inside his chest.
Without mercy.
“Put her down, Jason!” his
dad yelled. Their eyes met again.
“No. I don't give two
shits and an eff what you guys do. I'm an adult and everyone needs
to back right the hell off.”
He'd never talked to his dad that way. It
was long-past due.
Lily stabbed the numbers in the phone and
Shelia tore it out of her hand and jammed it into the receiver.
“Please,” her voice trembled, “let's discuss this.”
Lily looked at them like they'd gone
insane.
“Listen here, Jason. I
posted your bail. I am responsible for you until that hearing,
where you'll be found innocent. Until then, don't jeopardize this
with your he-man stunts. Leave that girl where she belongs. NOW.”
Harold planted his hands on his hips and stared at
Jason.
A loud ticking from the clock on the wall
reverberated around the room, the moment swelling unbearably around
them, the tension a living breathing thing.
Jason wanted to scream so badly his eyes
burned with frustrated unshed tears. He turned away from them,
blinking fiercely, feeling like he was betraying her.
Betraying Julia.
He laid her back down on the couch, her
eyelashes like soot against chalky cheeks and turned before he
wrapped her up against him again. Saying nothing, he stalked out of
the house, shouldering past his dad and almost knocking him
over.
He looked up as the cold air hit him, the
clouds roiling above him, the look of their charcoal anger exactly
matching his.
CHAPTER 6
existing
Julia sullenly took another spoonful of
soup. After a week of suffering through liquids, she'd finally been
upgraded to soup with meat. Susan was the cook too. Versatile
gal.
If Julia was honest with herself, she had to
admit that Susan was a saint. But she was not here to make friends.
Every day she thought of how she could get away, each day she
wanted away from William, and to a lesser degree, Pierce.
At least she finally had answers. William
was deliriously complacent with her presence here. He thought he
had it handled. Well, he had another thing coming. Julia was
waiting for the best opportunity she could manage to leave
permanently.
William had expounded on her importance,
making her desire to leave even more acute.
Blood Singers were rare. They were
critically needed in the human population. The vampires looked at
the humans like cattle. Blood Singers were just a fraction of the
human population; one tenth of one percent, to be exact.
Julia had listened to his speech silently.
William and Pierce were “runners.” Their express purpose was the
acquisition of Blood Singers. The Blood Singers balanced the
vampires “food load.” The properties their blood afforded made the
human population's blood of a high enough quality to sustain their
existence.
Whatever , Julia thought, remembering
his words.
*
“So you see... how
essential you are?” William spread his palms out on either side of
his body, his coal-black hair shimmering
genuine smile of the day since hearing the wretched and humiliating
news of his son's involvement in the shooting. He began to back out
of the house when he caught sight of Jason moving back toward the
couch. He pursed his lips into a thin line.
“Jason,” he commanded in a
low tone.
Jason didn't even turn. “What?” His eyes on
Julia's pale face, her lips tinged blue.
“Let's go.”
“No,” Jason said, his eyes
steady on Harold's.
Lily's head snapped up. She wasn't having
this big guy in her house. This kid that Julia was gone over.
This family! How dare they try to bulldoze
their way in her house, force their involvement. She picked up the
nearest phone, her finger hovering above the number nine. “Don't
make me call the police,” she threatened Jason in a low voice.
Jason couldn't believe this was happening.
The hell with this! He walked right back over to the couch and
scooped Julia up in his arms, her soft moaning twisting something
inside his chest.
Without mercy.
“Put her down, Jason!” his
dad yelled. Their eyes met again.
“No. I don't give two
shits and an eff what you guys do. I'm an adult and everyone needs
to back right the hell off.”
He'd never talked to his dad that way. It
was long-past due.
Lily stabbed the numbers in the phone and
Shelia tore it out of her hand and jammed it into the receiver.
“Please,” her voice trembled, “let's discuss this.”
Lily looked at them like they'd gone
insane.
“Listen here, Jason. I
posted your bail. I am responsible for you until that hearing,
where you'll be found innocent. Until then, don't jeopardize this
with your he-man stunts. Leave that girl where she belongs. NOW.”
Harold planted his hands on his hips and stared at
Jason.
A loud ticking from the clock on the wall
reverberated around the room, the moment swelling unbearably around
them, the tension a living breathing thing.
Jason wanted to scream so badly his eyes
burned with frustrated unshed tears. He turned away from them,
blinking fiercely, feeling like he was betraying her.
Betraying Julia.
He laid her back down on the couch, her
eyelashes like soot against chalky cheeks and turned before he
wrapped her up against him again. Saying nothing, he stalked out of
the house, shouldering past his dad and almost knocking him
over.
He looked up as the cold air hit him, the
clouds roiling above him, the look of their charcoal anger exactly
matching his.
CHAPTER 6
existing
Julia sullenly took another spoonful of
soup. After a week of suffering through liquids, she'd finally been
upgraded to soup with meat. Susan was the cook too. Versatile
gal.
If Julia was honest with herself, she had to
admit that Susan was a saint. But she was not here to make friends.
Every day she thought of how she could get away, each day she
wanted away from William, and to a lesser degree, Pierce.
At least she finally had answers. William
was deliriously complacent with her presence here. He thought he
had it handled. Well, he had another thing coming. Julia was
waiting for the best opportunity she could manage to leave
permanently.
William had expounded on her importance,
making her desire to leave even more acute.
Blood Singers were rare. They were
critically needed in the human population. The vampires looked at
the humans like cattle. Blood Singers were just a fraction of the
human population; one tenth of one percent, to be exact.
Julia had listened to his speech silently.
William and Pierce were “runners.” Their express purpose was the
acquisition of Blood Singers. The Blood Singers balanced the
vampires “food load.” The properties their blood afforded made the
human population's blood of a high enough quality to sustain their
existence.
Whatever , Julia thought, remembering
his words.
*
“So you see... how
essential you are?” William spread his palms out on either side of
his body, his coal-black hair shimmering