dandygrrrl

Twenty Six
“How on earth did you get him?” Raven asked, looking at Stuart.

“Oh, there’s a door that leads from the cellar into the garden. He was out there alone so I just grabbed him,” Maggot grinned, pulling Patrick’s hair a little harder.

“He? Oh I always thought Patty was a girl, but then again, you can never tell with fertiles. They're all freaks”

Patrick struggled against Maggot. Maggot wasn’t as big as he once was so he managed to break free, only to have Raven trip him as he moved away. He fell to the ground, scuffing his bare knees against the cold concrete which made him yell.

“Honestly, they always make such a fuss. You'd think they'd be used to rough treatment,” Raven laughed, looking down at Patrick. He smiled as he saw that the skirt had ridden up showing about half a dozen bite marks across the back of his thighs.

“Well Patty, I always thought you were such a good girl… boy. Oh, whatever you are. And here it looks like you've been a right little slag,” Raven laughed.

“Don’t call me that,” Patrick spat, looking at Raven with anger.

Raven laughed as he watched Patrick getting up before he lifted Patrick and slammed him down on the floor.

Patrick screamed as he hit the floor with force, struggling against Raven as he was turned onto his front.

“Stuart, pass me those handcuffs,” Raven grinned, holding Patrick’s wrists together before he quickly cuffed the fertile's pale wrists behind his back.

“No, get off me,” Patrick sobbed as he felt Raven’s hand go under his skirt.

Raven smiled to himself has he lifted the white cotton skirt over Patrick's bottom. There were more bite marks and he could see someone had been fang fucking Patrick’s ass.

“God Patty, you're a bigger slut than what I thought. It looks a like a gang of vampires made a meal of you, you filthy whore,” Raven spat.

“I’ve only been with Pete,” Patrick spat, then screamed as Raven grabbed his hair.

“So, your Pete fucking Wentz's little bitch now,” Raven said, bringing his hand down against Patrick’s exposed buttocks, making Patrick sob.

“Adam, maybe we should get out of here,” Stuart said looking at his brother.

Daylin laughed as Mike took her hand and pulled her out into the garden. She smiled as Mike cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lovingly.

“Mike Carden, have you just brought me out here to ravish me?” She grinned before looking down coyly.

“Daylin Vengeance, I’m an old fashioned type of guy and I'll be asking your father's permission to court you before I ravish you in your brother's garden,” Mike laughed.

Daylin giggled. She felt sure that Frank would tell their Dad as soon as he had the change, but she knew that Zacky would say yes. After all, Mike had been the one to save them from the human thugs.

“Until then Doctor Carden, kiss me,” Daylin said. And Mike did. The kissing was getting passionate when they both heard a scream.

“Shit, who was that,” Daylin said, pulling away.

“Maybe one of the humans,” Mike grinned looking towards the doors at the back of the garden that led into the cellar.

Daylin grinned until the scream came again, more high pitched. She could tell, though, it wasn’t a woman’s scream. And a human male couldn’t scream like that. She looked at Mike worriedly.

Mike looked at her thinking the same thing as she was. He could tell it was a fertile, but the scream wasn’t in pleasure.

“Fuck,” Mike swore, moving towards the cellar. Daylin followed him and when the reached the cellar the sight that met Daylin filled her full of horror. Patrick lay limp, covered in blood.

“Oh gods, Patty,” she sobbed, seeing her best friend unmoving on the floor. She ran to him, not caring that Raven and Maggot were running to the doors.

She heard Mike grab someone. She didn’t know who it was; she didn’t care as she knelt, pulling Patrick into her arms.

“Patty, please wake up, please,” she sobbed, brushing Patrick's blood stained hair out of his face.

Patrick opened his eyes meeting Daylin’s. He looked at her, his gaze pain filled, reaching for his hand.
“Day… Daylin, tell Pete I love him.” He coughed before his eyes closed and he went completely limp.

“Patty, no,” Daylin screamed, hugging her closest friend to her chest, sobbing uncontrollably.