Saturday, September 23, 2006

   Better than the first, garunteed...

PARENTAL

ADVISORY

FOR VAMPIRIC CONTENT

Yes well, some people liked chapter one of my Jesse story here, so I thought I'd continue it. If you don't like it tell me, I need some negativity. The song that goes best with this chapter is "Smooth Criminal" so think about that song while you read, or better yet listen to it...

I'd been talking to Jesse for a few weeks now, and no matter how long I talked to him, I could never get my heart rate under control. I knew he was aware of it, because he had to hear the shaky breaths I took every few minutes in an attempt to keep my head from spinning. Even his voice was perfect; soft, but rough, deep and soothing, but strong and confident. It seemed like everything about him was perfect.

It just so happened that today the guys and I were playing hockey. I was getting in our makeshift goal when Jesse came along. He was distracting to say the least. Considering that he was wearing a pair of cut up old jeans an and open button-up shirt with nothing underneath...yeah, distracting. Not good when I'm not wearing any padding. I got hit with the puck like 20 times, and was covered in bruises by the time they let me have a break.

"Well, that was embarrassing..." I said as I sat down next to Jesse.

"Nah." he said as he pulled me into a hug.

"Feh, come on I sucked and you know it." I said looking up at him.

"Ok, so you did, but I'm more worried about your bruises..." he admitted.

"They're nothin' I've had worse." I said flicking my wrist dismissing the comment. "You never did tell me that important thing you had said something about a few weeks ago..."

"Oh, that. Can you come with me somewhere tonight?" he asked.

"Yes, but will you tell me?" I pressed.

"I will. I promise." he said and started to get up. "Meet me here at 8."

"I'll be here." I said and walked to my house.

That night I met Jesse, at the field after I changed. I'd decided to where my favorite pair of tight bell bottom jeans, and black knee high boots, with a red tank top under my black leather jacket. Perfect. He hadn't changed, same black shirt and holey jeans.

"ready?" he asked. as he looked me over once, twice, and a third time.

"If you're done inspecting the outfit? yes." I said sarcastically.

He grumbled something Under his breath. I then noticed a large dog, come around him to his right.

"Oh, yeah! this is my dog, Streak." Jesse said.

"He looks....like a...." I started, shocked at how large the dog was.

"A wolf, I know. That's cuz he is." Jesse said scratching the back of his head nervously.

"wow..." I said simply. Streak came over to me and nuzzled my outstretched hand. I petted him, and he licked me continuously.

"Alright let's go." Jesse said, and we walked away from the field with Streak trotting in between us.

We went into town, and Jesse took me down a long alley to a door, that I'd never noticed before.

"Ok, I guess now is as good a time as any." He said as he opened the door, and pushed on the small of my back gently to get me inside. He came in right after, but he left Streak outside. Apparently, "no dogs allowed".

"Where are we Jes?" I asked. And as if he had been listening, a boy of similar age as Jesse from the looks of him, stepped over to us. He was wearing all black. Black pants, black turtleneck, and black boots.

"Jesse." he said curtly. Then looked to me. "and this is?" He asked gesturing toward me with the half empty glass in his right hand.

"Lori." Jesse said, before I had a chance to open my mouth.

"I see. You sure can pick 'em Jes." He said with a laugh, and lifted my chin with his empty hand, turning my head for side to side, and tilting it, to take a look at my neck. "You sure can..." he said softly, and stepped back, "well, have fun Jes, but remember...she's mine, when you're done." He said with a smirk.

I felt a growl rumble through Jesse's chest as he held me tighter against him.

"Have a nice night. And I'm Elliot by the way." He said looking at me. Then he walked away.

Jesse grabbed my wrist and pulled me quickly through the room. It was then that I noticed that everything had stopped when Elliot began speaking to us. All eyes were on us now, as Jesse ran through the room, dragging me along. He went through a door in the back, and slammed it.

"DAMN IT!!!" He yelled, slumping against the door.

"wha....what's going on Jesse?" I asked shakily.

"Let me give it to you straight. Just don't freak ok?"He said with a sigh. I nodded in agreement, and he pulled me onto his lap. With another sigh, he started. "I'm not, normal. I'm more different than anyone. I'm not even human. I'm well, a.......you...it'.......a...vampire.....STRANGE, I KNOW!!! But you have to believe me."

"You're....a...." I stuttered.

"Yes, I am."

"that's amazing."

"It doesn't scare you?" he asked, shocked.

"Not at all, I study vampires, they're my life." I said excitedly.

"Well, then I don't have to explain the blood stuff. You obviously know, we don't kill if you're not scared." he shrugged the continued, "There are those of us that do kill, though..."

"Elliot?" I asked.

"Yes." He stated dryly, "and unfortunately, he's taken a liking to you."

At that moment there was a knock on the door.

"Jesse?" It was Elliot, that smooth as silk voice was unmistakable.

"shit..." Jesse said and pulled me more fully onto his lap, so that I was no longer touching the floor at all. "I'm so sorry." he whispered in my ear.

I clutched to him tightly, and mumbled into his chest that it wasn't his fault. He laughed nervously and, cleared his throat.

"door's open." He called, and Elliot, stepped inside.

"how precious." Elliot laughed, when he saw us.

"I have an idea." Jesse said, sliding me onto the floor. "we could strike a deal."

"sounds good." Elliot said....................."But I don't strike deals with the weak." He said and dashed towards me. I threw up my hands defensively, but it didn't do any good He was on me before I could even scream. His breath was hot on my neck, and my arms were pinned to the floor.

He had pushed Jesse into the wall, and he was unconscious. I was helpless beneath Elliot, as much as I struggled, I couldn't get free. His sick laughter rang in my ear.

"Let me go." I begged.

"And miss out on all this fun? Nope." He grinned. He licked my neck, and I recognized that he was going to drag this out as long as he could, just to watch me squirm, the sick bastard.

This was the world of vampires, and demons, and I was just a weak human girl, unable to defend myself. My only hope was lying in the corner, oblivious to everything. I was done, it was over, and Elliot was enjoying every minute of it...

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