She was coughing, but appeared to be in good
shape.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“That fucking zomb! I didn’t see it coming!”
Tyran grabbed her shoulders and forced her to look into his
eyes. “Were you bitten?”
“No. I wouldn’t be calm if I had.”
“Good.” He sat her down and turned to me. “Now why do
you keeprunning?”
“Vampire.”
“Yes, we’ve established that yesterday. I thought we also
knew I wasn’t going to hurt you.”
Stells spoke up, “This is the vampire?”
“Yes.”
Stella grinned. “Kat, if he promises not to hurt you and he
looks this good, why not go for it? Make a deal.”
“Are you fucking nuts? He drinks blood for a living.”
Tyran answered, “Yes, and I’m quite hungry. Kat, why
don’t you offer me your neck?”
“Fuck you.”
He smiled. “I would love to. Really. That long, dark blonde
hair tangles around my fingers. It sends chills over my body.”
“I’ll let you have a drink,” Stells said. “If you promise not
to kill me.”
He held out his pinky finger and interlocked it with hers,
making the deal. She held out her wrist for Tyran. He smirked
before plunging his long fangs into her skin. She gasped, and then
began to moan. Being careful, Tyran gently held her arm beneath
his mouth. I watched in horror as blood trickled down her wrist.
Stells breathing became light, her eyes flickered. She was dying.
As I was about to speak, Tyran released her.
Stells dropped into the boat. Tyran bit into his own wrist
and used the blood to smear over her open wound. Within seconds
her wound, and his, were healed.
Tyran turned to me. “See? I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“Oh, well then please, drink all you want,” I said,
sarcastically.
“I meant what I said about having to get out of here. As you
say, Hell’s Gate will only get worse. A place like South Dakota
would offer protection, food and shelter.”
“I have managed to make it this far on my own. I don’t
need the help of a set of teeth.”
“Teeth? I like it. And we both
know you’ve proven you
can’t. So far you’ve been lucky. What if there’s another zombie
ambush? What are you going to do then?”
I smirked. “I’ll make my way.”
“I want to come too,” Stells spoke as she came back to. Her
skin was pale but otherwise she looked fine.
Tyran smiled at me. “Well,we have the vote. You’re
outnumbered, pretty little Kat. Let’s get going.”
“If I must, I have to get some supplies from my home.” I
stared directly into Tyran’s eyes. “Kind of left in a hurry this
morning.”
“And a shot like that was pretty good. Had to pick the
bullet out. Ouch.”
Stells asked, “Am I missing something?”
Tyran was careful not to rock the boat, but moved over to
me and wrapped his arm around my waist. The heat he was putting
off was so warm, even in the hot mid-June day. Weird, his skin
was so cool but his body emanated heat.
It was true that I did want to be in his arms. I wanted to feel
his body close to mine, his fingers exploring me, his lips nibbling
on mine. Tyran was sexy as hell. Much better than the only other
boyfriend I had. But he was also a vampire. Very dangerous. I
couldn’t let myself get tangled up in a mess like that. Stells made
life with vampires sound so easy. Deals and promises did not get
you through life. I only cared about survival. On the topic of
promises, I did make one to myself that I would make it out alive.
“Is there something I should know about you?” Stells
asked.
Tyran smiled. “I’m trying to convince Kat to trust me.
Obviously you do.”
She batted her eyes. “Yes. I trust you. We have a deal.”
I spat, “Then you’re dumb. Vampires are not to be trusted.”
She pulled me over to her. “Are you crazy? Look at him.
Sexy!”
“Are you crazy? He just drank from you.”
“It didn’t hurt. It actually was kind of pleasurable. Try
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