So Sacrifice Yourself, and Let Me Have What's Left

Beep…beep…beep…

It was all black. I couldn’t see anything. I couldn’t even move my body. What was going on? Did I really die? Oh…am I in hell? Well, that certainly would explain why it was so dark. Well damn, so much for believing in God. It was just black, though, where were the flames, the screaming people, the little red guy with a pitch fork-looking thing?

Beep…beep…beep…

Maybe this is hell. I’m going to have to spend eternity listening to that fucking beeping noise. Well, that is torturing. Guess I better make myself comfortable, right? But, this is weird, it already felt like I was lying down…on a very uncomfortable bed. It felt like my head was rested on a pillow, too. What the hell?

Beep…beep…beep…

Okay, mister beeping noise, I am seriously going to kill you. But, wait a minute, what’s happening? Why is everything suddenly white? Uh…okay, creepy much? Wow, now I’m at a beach and…wait a minute, isn’t that me?

Beep…beep…beep…

Fucking douche.

But yeah, that is me. How come I remember that? I remember that shirt, those sweats, and I remember not wearing any shoes. I was walking down the beach, digging my toes into the sand every now and again. How come I remember all of this?

Zacky walked up behind me, and my heart melted. There he was, in all his glory. I remember this day. It was a few days after Zacky and I had started going out, and we were having our alone time, which, believe me, that’s hard to find when your boyfriend is apart of a pack of werewolves.

Zacky wrapped his arms around my waist, causing me to smile and place my hands on his wrists. He leaned down to place a kiss on my right cheek, only causing my smile to widen. God, you’re adorable. He chuckled, nuzzling his face against my neck.

Since when did you become a cat? Oh yeah, leave it to me to ruin a moment like that. What the hell did Zacky see in me? I giggled when his tongue ran up my cheek. Ew, Zacky germs!

Oh, you know it turns you on. Zacky chuckled, kissing my temple, his arms tightening around my waist. I couldn’t help but smile inwardly at the memory of this. We looked so…happy. This was how we were meant to be. We were supposed to be happy, not running for our lives. Why was I The Forbidden One? If I wasn’t, then Zacky and I could be happy like that all the time, instead of practically sacrificing ourselves for each other.

Oh yeah, Zacky, I’m so fucking horny right now. I stated sarcastically, rolling my eyes with a smile. I squealed as Zacky lifted me off my feet, and in one swift move he held me bridal style. I gave him a confused look. Uh…last time I checked, my feet weren’t broken. There I go again. I really do know how to ruin a perfect moment.

Zacky shrugged. Oh well, I felt like sweeping you off your feet. He smirked, kissing the tip of my nose. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him into a sweet, gentle kiss. I could almost feel his lips against mine. Those plush, warm lips with those cold lip rings, and I saw myself shiver at the feel of them. Zacky had a goofy grin on his face when we pulled away. I love you, Candace Rae. He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

I love you, Zachary James. I giggled, resting my head in the crook of his neck as I looked out into the ocean, the waves rippling gently against the shore. Promise not to hurt me? I asked randomly, looking up into those glistening jade green eyes.

I would never let anything come near you if it was a threat, Candace. He whispered, kissing the top of my head, causing me to smile brightly at him. He really was perfect for me. This boy, no, this man, he was the only one I could ever see myself loving. I imprinted on him, and because of that, my heart would never feel the same for anyone else. Even if I was dead, I knew that if I had lived, then I could never love someone quite like I loved Zacky. He did live up to his promise, and he tried to save me. He almost sacrificed himself for me, which was all that I needed. Even if I did die, I know that I died beside the one man I would ever truly love.

Beep…beep…beep…

I felt rough, calloused skin tracing slightly on my skin. It felt like the skin was rubbing against where my wrist would be. The skin almost felt like fingertips, and they were working pretty well, if you ask me. I felt soothed and relaxed at the feel of them, and I just had to see what was causing them.

I tried opening my eyes, but a bright light seeped through my lids, causing me to wince and shut my eyes tightly. The beeping noise continued, and I groaned in annoyance. The groan couldn’t be heard, considering it almost sounded like a sigh. This time I managed to flutter my eyes open to a slit, and they soon adjusted to the light, showing what looked like a hospital room. I could see an IV in my left arm, right on the underside of my elbow, and I had some weird thing hooked up in my nose. I looked to see what the fingers were connected to, and my eyes opened all the way at the sight of Zacky. His head hung low, I think his eyes were closed, and he held my hand in one of his, the other with his fingers tracing my skin. Just by the way he was sitting I knew that he was sad. His back and shoulders were hunched, so much so that his head almost touched my arm. It was like he fell asleep on the chair. I wouldn’t doubt that he was tired. How long have I been asleep? He sniffed randomly, and I felt something splash against my arm. Was he crying? Why did I have to cause Zacky so much pain?

“Z-Zacky.” I managed to choke out, my voice weak, hoarse, and dry. It cracked a bit as I tried to say his name, and it didn’t surprise me that it felt like my spit glands had totally malfunctioned. I tried moving my fingers just a bit, and my index managed to do it.

Zacky didn’t move for a while, his fingers stopped their tracing on my skin, and he was quiet for what seemed like an eternity. “Now I can hear her voice.” He sighed, his fingers soon picking up the tracing rhythm. I opened my mouth to say something, but Zacky lifted his head, only to have his eyes as wide as saucers when he saw that I was awake. “C-Candace?” he stuttered. I tried to nod, but winced at the pain in my neck. Zacky smiled brightly, practically jumping up from his chair beside my bed and attacking my face with his lips, kissing every possible inch of skin that he could. “Oh my God, Ace, I thought you were…” he couldn’t even finish the sentence. Something told me he didn’t want to.

I smiled weakly up at him, happy to see that he was no longer sad. It was pretty obvious that he had been crying. His eyes were red; his pale cheeks were slightly puffy and had a shade of pink to them. But instead of a frown there was a huge smile on his plump lips, his lip rings shining brightly in the dim light. Speaking of which… “Wh-what h-happened?” I managed to choke out, looking up into those sparkling jade green eyes of his.

Zacky’s smile began to fade gradually. He sighed, placing one lingering kiss on my lips. I was happy that it didn’t hurt, or else I would’ve brought Kala back to life and killed her myself, or at least I think the guys killed her. “Abigail wasn’t kidding when she said she’d protect you.” Zacky chuckled lightly, sitting back in his chair. “A few minutes after you fell unconscious, Abigail’s guards came. They were going to finish Kala off, but we already did that for them.”

“More like Zacky did.” I looked up to see the rest of the guys walking in, smiles on their faces when they realized that I was awake. I guess it was Matt who said it, because he walked up behind Zacky and placed his hand on his shoulder. “I think that after a while he just started ripping Kala to shreds for the pure hell of it.” he chuckled.

“Nah, he just wanted payback ‘cause of that bitch did to Ace. By the way, how’s your neck?” I looked to see Brian on the other side of my bed as everyone else made their ways to sit down on the couches and chairs provided. He had a concerned look in his eyes, and I could see that he was looking down at my neck every now and again, which was currently white because of the bandages and cotton pads against the wound where Kala attacked.

“It’s alright.” I choked, my voice hoarse and cracked a bit. My neck didn’t hurt as badly as before. In fact, it had a bit of a numbing feeling to it. It had a bit of a sting to it, but it wasn’t such an unbearable pain that I would be willing to rip someone’s throat out to make myself feel better.

Brian smiled slightly, nodding at my answer. “Well, that’s good, I don’t think we could take much more of Zacky’s crying.” He chuckled, brushing a few strands of my brown hair out of my face. We both looked to see a very red faced Zacky. “You’re such a pussy, dude.” Brian laughed.

I let out a dry laugh under my breath, reaching my hand up to touch Zacky’s cheek. It wasn’t easy, but somehow I managed to do it. My hands were a bit shaky, my arm felt limp and weak, but I wanted to feel Zacky’s skin against mine. The corners of Zacky’s lips lifted in a small smile, his silver lip rings traveling up his lower lip as he did so. He leaned into my hand, turning his head to the side so he could kiss my palm.

“Okay, ew, you could at least warn us before you get at it so we could have time to leave the damn room.” Jimmy gagged playfully, standing up from his chair and starting to walk out of the room. “I can see you feel better, Ace.” He chuckled; winking at me behind Zacky’s back, causing the blood to rush to my cheeks.

The guys eventually left the room, saying how they were happy that I was alright, and Matt closed the door behind him as he was the last to leave Zacky and I alone.

“Ace, I was so scared…” Zacky trailed, looking down at my wrist that had fallen onto the bed, his fingers tracing patterns once more. “When I saw Kala attacking you I…I don’t know, something went off inside of me. I didn’t want to lose you, Candace. I’ll admit, I might’ve gone a tad bit overboard when I was killing Kala, but it was all for you.” Zacky chuckled darkly, looking up at me with those glistening jade orbs. “I heard you screaming, and that’s what made me just…go crazy. I wanted that bitch to feel everything you felt. It was like I could feel your pain, and it killed me to know that you were hurting. I’m supposed to protect you…I guess I did a shitty job at that, huh?”

“No, you didn’t.” I whispered. I watched Zacky’s face turn into a puzzled expression, and continued. “You did protect me. If you didn’t come at all that’s when you would’ve been doing a shitty job,” I let out a choked laugh. I looked down at my arm, seeing bandages on my upper arms where Kala sunk her nails into. I didn’t even need to see to know that I had stitches on my neck. “Who helped me?” I asked.

Zacky immediately knew what I was talking about. “Well, with a lot of persuasion towards her brother, Abigail convinced the Council to let the doctors take care of you. We’re in the emergency room of the Council Manor.” He shrugged, gently pulling my arm up to kiss my hand.

“What’re they going to do to me?” I asked, my voice slowly beginning to turn back to normal. This just must be the Council’s field day now that they have The Forbidden One in the same building as them. They’re probably planning my hanging arrangements right now.

“I think they’re going to let you go.” Zacky said, looking right into my eyes. They showed nothing but truth and sincerity, while mine showed confusion and worry. “Abigail wouldn’t dream of letting you die without her having a say in it, and the same goes for me. You’re not supposed to die this young, either, so I guess that might get in the way.”

“You mean my death has already been set up for me?” I croaked, trying my best to sit up in the bed. I had to have Zacky’s help of course, but eventually my back was rested against the pillow my head was originally occupying.

“Sort of,” Zacky shrugged, answering my question. His chest hovered over my head as he straightened the pillow out a bit, and oh how I wanted to rip that shirt off. “You seem to go against everything else the legends say about you, so you might not die the way the legends and myths predict.”

“How am I predicted to die?” I asked, my voice cracking a bit. When can I just sound normal again? Well, I was in front of Zacky. That was probably causing a bit of my problems in healing. I wanted to feel his touch, so I reached my hand out, and Zacky immediately placed my hand in his.

Zacky smirked at me. “Well, that would just take the fun out of it, wouldn’t it?” he chuckled, leaning up from his chair to press his lips against mine. I laughed quietly as he pulled away, setting his forehead on mine. “I’m so happy you’re alive, Candace.” He whispered.

“I’m happy I’m alive, too.” I laughed under my breath. “And I’m happy you kept your promise.” Zacky gave me a confused look, and I explained. “You said you would be there when I woke up, and you were.” I smiled, causing Zacky to as well. “I have a question.” I said randomly. Zacky looked at me as he sat back down in his chair, signaling me to go on. “How did the doctors get the venom out of my blood?”

Zacky’s face went blank. His eyes showed a war going on in his mind, obviously debating whether to tell me something or not. He took a deep breath, and something told me that I wasn’t going to like what he was going to say. “Well, since I’ve already tasted human blood and animal blood, it doesn’t affect me as much as you would think. So, I basically sucked the venom out once you fell unconscious.” he looked embarrassed to say it.

And somehow that doesn’t creep me out at all? Why does he look so nervous for telling me that? Well, there could be one reason why he looked ashamed to say that he saved my life. “Did it taste good, or something?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe,” Zacky breathed, my hand locked in both of his. He looked down at my arm, and I could tell he didn’t want me to see him blushing. If his hair was just a bit longer I wouldn’t have seen his rosy cheeks, but he apparently thought I couldn’t see them. “I’ve never tasted anything like your blood, Ace. It was so…good.” I watched as his eyes started to fade to a darker green. They faded to an almost black color. He sighed shakily, his fingers tracing a slightly rougher rhythm on my wrist, tracing the blue veins.

“So, you basically want your bloodlust out of me now, right?” Zacky nodded shamefully. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold in the smile. “That’s kinda hot.” I wanted to lift my hand to slap it over my mouth, but the IV’s were kind of preventing me from doing so.

Zacky slowly lifted his head, his eyes wide. His plush lips had parted slightly, and I could tell he was trying to regain his breath. He didn’t necessarily need to breathe, but I guess he was in too much shock to remember that little detail. “Y-you think so?” he asked shakily.

I could feel my cheeks burn at the sudden lust that ran through his glistening green eyes as I nodded, looking at anything that wasn’t near Zacky. I settled for the thin white sheets covering my stomach down.

I watched as Zacky’s fingers hooked to my chin, guiding me to look at his face. He stood up from his chair once again, and had that mischievous smirk on his lips that I loved oh so much. He gingerly placed his lips on mine, and I couldn’t help but feel my beating heart melt as he pulled away dangerously slow, both of us savoring every taste of our kiss. “I might just have to get my bloodlust from you more often if you think it’s so hot.” He whispered, setting his forehead on mine as he laced our fingers together on the bed.

“Wouldn’t it Turn me?” I tried to whisper, but dammit the things this man does to me are too much to comprehend, my voice cracked a bit as I said those words. I looked into those beautiful jade green eyes of his, and I knew that there was no way that I could love anyone more than I do him.

“You’re already a Hybrid, there’s not much left that you can turn into.” Zacky chuckled deeply in his throat, causing my cheeks to redden. He really was perfect, and apparently he didn’t need to sit down in his chair anymore. “Well, you could turn into a fairy, but believe me, you don’t want to be one of those little bitches.” He seemed to cringe at the name.

“Have you met a fairy?” I asked, laughing a bit under my breath at the sight of Zacky. He looked like he was remembering something, which ended in him wincing at my mention.

“Sadly, yes.” Zacky grumbled, causing me to laugh a bit louder. “She fucking pounced on me.” a shudder ran down his spine. “I’d rather not go down that memory lane.”

“So, you could basically bite me, and it wouldn’t affect me at all?” I asked, very interested in this. Zacky nodded, moving away a bit, but not sitting down in his chair. It seemed like he was almost afraid to be away from me all of the sudden. “Well then, I guess whenever you’re thirsty you know who you can come to.”

“You know there’s a possibility that I could drain you dry, right?” Zacky asked, his voice suddenly serious. I looked into his eyes to see that his eyes portrayed his voice. “The taste of your blood, it’s so addicting, what happens when I can’t stop?”

“Then I’ll distract you.” I shrugged, causing Zacky’s brows to furrow as a look of disbelief spread across his angelic face. “Turning is supposed to be an intimate thing, right?” Zacky shrugged and nodded his head to the left. “Then my orgasms will get you to stop so we can do other things.” I suggested, raising a brow.

Zacky let out a hearty laugh. Not a chuckle, but an actual laugh. “Alright, Ace, let’s just hope that happens. It’s funny, though, ‘cause when I was getting the venom out while you were unconscious you seemed pretty content.” He chuckled, causing my cheeks to once again burn. I think I might kill myself from all this blushing. “But, really, we will eventually go that far, right?”

I held in the laugh at how pathetic he looked. He must really be desperate. “Would I really torture you like that?” Zacky got quiet, causing me to roll my eyes. “Yes, Zacky, we will one day. Actually, when do I get out?”

Zacky’s face lit up once he realized what I was implying. “Tomorrow, I think.” He said, a smirk forming on his lips. “But don’t you dare think that I’m going to wait a whole twenty four fucking hours. I want you now.” A low, animalistic growl erupted in Zacky’s throat at that last sentence. He closed the gap between our lips as he hungrily crashed them together.

“Hey guy—oh, that is disgusting! Zack, she has fucking IV’s in her arm!” we both looked over Zacky’s shoulder to see Jimmy standing there, one hand on the door that led into my room, the other covering his eyes.

“What the fuck do you want now?” Zacky barked, shooting a glare at Jimmy. I let out a soft laugh. This poor guy just can’t get a break, can he? He looked very determined and angry. Something told me that he was on the verge of killing the next person who was going to interrupt us. Let’s just hope it’s not Jimmy next time.

“Geez, can’t Abigail talk to her own fucking daughter without your consent?” Jimmy sighed dramatically, hanging his head low. I seriously loved that guy. He looked back up, only looking directly at me. “She’s gonna come in here ‘cause she doesn’t want you to get up while you’re all injured, even though I don’t know why you need your neck to walk.” He shrugged, and then he looked at Zacky. “Try not to fuck her while her own mother is in the room.” And with that, he closed the door behind him.

Let’s just hope it’s not bad news.