forgive you for submitting to the leech but not for lying to
me.”
“You don’t have to do this, David.” She
begged softly as tears began to leak from her eyes.
“I do, Abby.” He whispered soothingly.
“It’s for your own good. It’s better for you to be dead then to be with him.”
She looked into his eyes and realized with
sudden, terrifying clarity that he was insane. Something small and purple
skated past the edge of her vision and she prayed that Violet would bring the
others before it was too late.
She dug her nails into his thick, hairy
wrists and tried to heave him off of her. He growled with pain but settled
himself more firmly on top of her.
He began to squeeze her throat and before
her air supply was cut off, she choked out, “He’ll kill you.”
“He’ll never know.” He crooned.
* * *
Val looked around the campsite and
frowned. Abigail was nowhere to be seen and there was a bad feeling growing in
his stomach.
“Neil, have you seen Abby?”
The big man shook his head. “She was right
here. I’m not sure where she went.”
“Where is David?” Val suddenly asked
harshly.
“He’s unloading the wagon. At least, I thought
he was.” Neil replied.
He shouted across the clearing to Landon.
“Landon, have you seen David?”
The younger man shrugged and continued to
build up the campfire.
There was a sharp tug on Val’s hair and he
turned to see Violet, her purple skin flushed and her eyes wide and frantic,
staring at him.
“Where is she?” There was an unfamiliar
sensation in his stomach and after a second he recognized it as fear. “Where
is she, bug?”
Violet made a choking motion with her hands
and pointed into the woods. He snarled and, as Violet darted into his hair and
wrapped her small fists around it, he raced into the trees.
* * *
Abby pulled weakly at David’s hands. Black
roses were blooming in her vision and her feet drummed helplessly on the ground
as his hands squeezed tightly around her throat. She mouthed Val’s name as
tears leaked down her cheeks.
There was a loud snarling and David was
torn away from her. Choking and gasping she rolled to her side, grabbing at
her throat as she fought to tear air into her throbbing lungs. Vaguely, she
was aware of Violet hovering over her as David screamed pitifully.
“You dare to touch her?” Val roared. His
hand around David’s throat, he shook him like a rag doll. The big man screamed
again as Val threw him to the ground.
“Please!” He begged as Val dragged him to
his knees. Snarling and spitting, his fangs extended to an almost impossible
length, Val bent towards him.
“Val no!” Abigail tried to scream and
produced nothing but a hoarse whisper.
He turned to her and she shrank back at the
sheer rage in his gaze.
“Wait…” She whispered and then watched in
horror as Val bent his mouth to David’s throat and ripped it open.
David made a gurgling noise and clutched at
his throat as blood gushed down his chest and on to the ground. He collapsed
forward as Val wiped the blood from his mouth and walked towards Abby.
She stared wordlessly at him, her hand
rubbing at her throat, and he knelt down. She flinched when he reached for her
and a look of pain flickered across his face.
“I will never hurt you, little dove. I
promise you.” He cupped the back of her head and drew her towards him. He
rested his forehead against hers as Violet hovered anxiously over them.
“Do not be afraid of me, Abigail. Please.”
He whispered pleadingly.
With a soft cry she threw her arms around
him and he hugged her hard. “You’re safe, little dove.”
He helped her to her feet and tilted her
head up to look at her throat. Bruises were starting on her throat and he made
a soft sound of distress. She tried to peer around him at David’s body and he
stopped her.
“No, little dove. Do not look at him.”
He kissed her mouth
me.”
“You don’t have to do this, David.” She
begged softly as tears began to leak from her eyes.
“I do, Abby.” He whispered soothingly.
“It’s for your own good. It’s better for you to be dead then to be with him.”
She looked into his eyes and realized with
sudden, terrifying clarity that he was insane. Something small and purple
skated past the edge of her vision and she prayed that Violet would bring the
others before it was too late.
She dug her nails into his thick, hairy
wrists and tried to heave him off of her. He growled with pain but settled
himself more firmly on top of her.
He began to squeeze her throat and before
her air supply was cut off, she choked out, “He’ll kill you.”
“He’ll never know.” He crooned.
* * *
Val looked around the campsite and
frowned. Abigail was nowhere to be seen and there was a bad feeling growing in
his stomach.
“Neil, have you seen Abby?”
The big man shook his head. “She was right
here. I’m not sure where she went.”
“Where is David?” Val suddenly asked
harshly.
“He’s unloading the wagon. At least, I thought
he was.” Neil replied.
He shouted across the clearing to Landon.
“Landon, have you seen David?”
The younger man shrugged and continued to
build up the campfire.
There was a sharp tug on Val’s hair and he
turned to see Violet, her purple skin flushed and her eyes wide and frantic,
staring at him.
“Where is she?” There was an unfamiliar
sensation in his stomach and after a second he recognized it as fear. “Where
is she, bug?”
Violet made a choking motion with her hands
and pointed into the woods. He snarled and, as Violet darted into his hair and
wrapped her small fists around it, he raced into the trees.
* * *
Abby pulled weakly at David’s hands. Black
roses were blooming in her vision and her feet drummed helplessly on the ground
as his hands squeezed tightly around her throat. She mouthed Val’s name as
tears leaked down her cheeks.
There was a loud snarling and David was
torn away from her. Choking and gasping she rolled to her side, grabbing at
her throat as she fought to tear air into her throbbing lungs. Vaguely, she
was aware of Violet hovering over her as David screamed pitifully.
“You dare to touch her?” Val roared. His
hand around David’s throat, he shook him like a rag doll. The big man screamed
again as Val threw him to the ground.
“Please!” He begged as Val dragged him to
his knees. Snarling and spitting, his fangs extended to an almost impossible
length, Val bent towards him.
“Val no!” Abigail tried to scream and
produced nothing but a hoarse whisper.
He turned to her and she shrank back at the
sheer rage in his gaze.
“Wait…” She whispered and then watched in
horror as Val bent his mouth to David’s throat and ripped it open.
David made a gurgling noise and clutched at
his throat as blood gushed down his chest and on to the ground. He collapsed
forward as Val wiped the blood from his mouth and walked towards Abby.
She stared wordlessly at him, her hand
rubbing at her throat, and he knelt down. She flinched when he reached for her
and a look of pain flickered across his face.
“I will never hurt you, little dove. I
promise you.” He cupped the back of her head and drew her towards him. He
rested his forehead against hers as Violet hovered anxiously over them.
“Do not be afraid of me, Abigail. Please.”
He whispered pleadingly.
With a soft cry she threw her arms around
him and he hugged her hard. “You’re safe, little dove.”
He helped her to her feet and tilted her
head up to look at her throat. Bruises were starting on her throat and he made
a soft sound of distress. She tried to peer around him at David’s body and he
stopped her.
“No, little dove. Do not look at him.”
He kissed her mouth
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