heart.
‘You have to! If you want to save him then pull yourself together!‘
“OK!“ I said finally, looking at Lothaire.
“Could you undo this damn thing then?“ he asked. “The damn silver hurts!“
“I know ...,“ I said, holding my hands in front of his face to show him my burnt wrists. “... from first-hand experience!“
“Trisha! Get on with it! If you want to save Lorne, you’ll need me.“
“OK,“ I said, sighing. I really did need him because he seemed to know his way around this damn house better than I did. I undid the handcuffs and before I knew what was happening Lothaire had locked them around my wrist and leapt away.
“Sorry, Trisha, but I can’t allow anything to happen to you. Lorne will kick my ass if I lose you.“
“You damn son of a bitch!“ I shouted at him, pulling at the silver cuff that was burning painfully into my skin. Reproachfully I held up my tortured wrist. “And you think he’ll be OK with you torturing me?“
“Don’t exaggerate, Trisha. I’m not torturing you, but just making sure that you don’t do anything stupid. And a few scars are still better than dead! I promise you that I’ll save Lorne, but if anything should go wrong, then ...“
“Then they’ll kill me anyway, so what have you gained?“
“No one will kill you. Charleene has to ...“
At that moment the door opened and my best friend entered the room.
“Charleene!“ I said, relieved. “Untie me! This idiot thinks he’ll be doing me a favour if he prevents me from saving Lorne. Now that there are three of us, we can ...“
“He’s right, Trisha. Sorry!“ said Charleene and I looked at her with a mixture of disbelief and anger.
She took a syringe out of her jacket and came towards me. I shook my head.
“What is that?“ I asked suspiciously.
“This is a special formula that we’ve only recently developed. It’ll put you out briefly, but don’t worry, it’s only a tranquilliser.“
“No!“ I shouted angrily, preparing to fight my best friend. I would not allow her to anaesthetise me. Lothaire and Charleene exchanged glances then they simultaneously leapt forward and whilst Lothaire grabbed me, Charleene rammed the syringe into my neck. It burnt like hell and I screamed.
“Ahhhh! What the hell is that?“
They both held me tightly and I felt myself gradually becoming tired. If only the pain would stop.
“I’m so sorry, love,“ murmured Charleene. “I know it’s painful but it’ll be over soon. I can’t let anything to happen to you. I swore to Lorne by my blood. Don’t fight against the drug, go with it. You can‘t win the battle anyway.“
“How long does it take? Damn it!“ I heard Lothaire say, as if through a fog.
“She’s fighting it, that’s why it’s taking so long. It must take effect soon.“
My knees gave way beneath me and I felt Lothaire catch me. Then everything went black.
Lorne
“I want to know whether you’ve kept your word, Gregory,“ I said, glaring at my once time best friend.
“Do you really know me so little, my old friend?“ he asked, looking at me intensely.
Yes, Gregory had always kept his word as long as I had known him, however lacking in scruples he was, he kept his word. But this was about my mate’s life and I simply had to be certain.
Gregory shrugged and reached for my mobile that was on the table.
“Call the girl that came with you.“
I took my mobile and called Charleene’s number. It seemed to take ages before I heard her voice, rather than the stupid tone.
“I have her!“ she said plainly.
“What state is she in?“
“She’s unconscious and wants to burn me in hell as soon as she comes round. But otherwise she’s fine.“
“Thank you!“
“What are friends for?“ she replied and I heard a quiet trembling in her voice. It must be hard for her, doing something like that to her best friend. I hoped that she could help Trisha get over my death. My greatest fear was that
‘You have to! If you want to save him then pull yourself together!‘
“OK!“ I said finally, looking at Lothaire.
“Could you undo this damn thing then?“ he asked. “The damn silver hurts!“
“I know ...,“ I said, holding my hands in front of his face to show him my burnt wrists. “... from first-hand experience!“
“Trisha! Get on with it! If you want to save Lorne, you’ll need me.“
“OK,“ I said, sighing. I really did need him because he seemed to know his way around this damn house better than I did. I undid the handcuffs and before I knew what was happening Lothaire had locked them around my wrist and leapt away.
“Sorry, Trisha, but I can’t allow anything to happen to you. Lorne will kick my ass if I lose you.“
“You damn son of a bitch!“ I shouted at him, pulling at the silver cuff that was burning painfully into my skin. Reproachfully I held up my tortured wrist. “And you think he’ll be OK with you torturing me?“
“Don’t exaggerate, Trisha. I’m not torturing you, but just making sure that you don’t do anything stupid. And a few scars are still better than dead! I promise you that I’ll save Lorne, but if anything should go wrong, then ...“
“Then they’ll kill me anyway, so what have you gained?“
“No one will kill you. Charleene has to ...“
At that moment the door opened and my best friend entered the room.
“Charleene!“ I said, relieved. “Untie me! This idiot thinks he’ll be doing me a favour if he prevents me from saving Lorne. Now that there are three of us, we can ...“
“He’s right, Trisha. Sorry!“ said Charleene and I looked at her with a mixture of disbelief and anger.
She took a syringe out of her jacket and came towards me. I shook my head.
“What is that?“ I asked suspiciously.
“This is a special formula that we’ve only recently developed. It’ll put you out briefly, but don’t worry, it’s only a tranquilliser.“
“No!“ I shouted angrily, preparing to fight my best friend. I would not allow her to anaesthetise me. Lothaire and Charleene exchanged glances then they simultaneously leapt forward and whilst Lothaire grabbed me, Charleene rammed the syringe into my neck. It burnt like hell and I screamed.
“Ahhhh! What the hell is that?“
They both held me tightly and I felt myself gradually becoming tired. If only the pain would stop.
“I’m so sorry, love,“ murmured Charleene. “I know it’s painful but it’ll be over soon. I can’t let anything to happen to you. I swore to Lorne by my blood. Don’t fight against the drug, go with it. You can‘t win the battle anyway.“
“How long does it take? Damn it!“ I heard Lothaire say, as if through a fog.
“She’s fighting it, that’s why it’s taking so long. It must take effect soon.“
My knees gave way beneath me and I felt Lothaire catch me. Then everything went black.
Lorne
“I want to know whether you’ve kept your word, Gregory,“ I said, glaring at my once time best friend.
“Do you really know me so little, my old friend?“ he asked, looking at me intensely.
Yes, Gregory had always kept his word as long as I had known him, however lacking in scruples he was, he kept his word. But this was about my mate’s life and I simply had to be certain.
Gregory shrugged and reached for my mobile that was on the table.
“Call the girl that came with you.“
I took my mobile and called Charleene’s number. It seemed to take ages before I heard her voice, rather than the stupid tone.
“I have her!“ she said plainly.
“What state is she in?“
“She’s unconscious and wants to burn me in hell as soon as she comes round. But otherwise she’s fine.“
“Thank you!“
“What are friends for?“ she replied and I heard a quiet trembling in her voice. It must be hard for her, doing something like that to her best friend. I hoped that she could help Trisha get over my death. My greatest fear was that
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