Dead in the Water
Not Dead Yet
(Amanda's POV)
I could feel myself dying literally. This was not how I wanted to go. I thought Beckett's bite was worse but this is different. I am stuck in between dying a slow death and dying quickly.
With Beckett it was almost over with in one quick bite. I did die but I was revived and then my body decided it was going to slowly shut down over the course of the past few months. Martin came along and somehow I felt better....
My mind flashed as I was laying on the floor battered and bruised from Ian's latest shove. I couldn't hardly take the pain anymore yet my mind locked itself into a trance, shutting out all the evil around me. I may have drifted unconcious.
My thoughts put me into a memory. I was remembering what Pete and I had talked about early last night. I remember now. Everything was all clear to me. Pete thought it was too painful and tried to make me forget again. Martin was keeping me alive all this time, giving me his energy and strength to survive. I was slowly sucking the life out of him as he bit me. I knew when Nonnie confronted me about that bite that there had to be a good reason he would do such a thing.
I can't let him give up his life for me. I want him to find me but if I must die then so be it. I won't let Martin give up his life for me. I love him too much and he is a valuable member of the team now. What would I do without him in my life if he died? I can't let him save me, not like that but I know I needed him and the others now more then ever if I had any chance at survival.
I snapped out it long enough for Ian to pull me close again. He picked me up and crashed his rough lips into mine. I just let him kiss me. I didn't have the energy to stop him anymore.
"You are learning. I have one more surprise for Martin. For that I need your blood." He said flashing his already blood stained teeth and leaning into my neck.
I passed out of course but when I awoke I was in a bedroom that was decorated with dead flowers everywhere. I wasn't at the apartment anymore. I looked down to see I was not wearing the clothes I had on earlier.
Instead, I had on a red dress with spaghetti straps. It hurt to move and I felt like I couldn't but I managed to sit up anyway. There was a note beside me on the bed. I looked around now that my eyes had adjusted to the light in the room to see I was alone. There was a window that let me know it was now daylight. The walls were painted a tan color with dead roses spread everywhere.
I picked up the note to see that it said, "My dearest Amanda, tonight marks a special occasion. I wanted to wait until you had gained enough strength to walk beside me in the garden to be my bride so I am letting you enjoy one last glimpse of daylight. Love, Ian."
I threw the note at the wall. I then tried to get up off the bed but stumbled and fell onto the floor. On the door of my room was a mirror. I crawled slowly over to it with what strength I could muster.
I looked into the mirror and did not like what I saw. I saw a helpless girl wanting to give up. That wasn't me, was it?
This girl was deathly pale. Her eyes had lost her sparkle. There were cuts and bruises apparently cleaned up no thanks to Ian of course, which at the thought of him touching my body made me cringe, but they were there. I hated him.
I touched my ravished neck so swollen, bruised, and disgusting looking. Why can't I die now? What is keeping me holding on this long. A rescue seems out of the question right now.
"No!" I said out loud. Now I am thinking like Ian would want me to. I can't give up on my friends. I can't give up on Martin even though it seems pointless now to hope.
I tried to stand again. I was wobbily but I held on to anything I could to get me to the window. I held onto the dresser in the room and then the bed. I made it slowly but surely to the window and pulled back the dark curtains.
I gasped at what I saw. I was standing in a room from the mansion in my dreams. It dawned on me now as I looked back at the dress I was wearing. I had wore this in my dreams. The room I was in overlooked the dirty pool filled with nasty water.
I carefully made my way back onto the bed and laid back closing my eyes. I was going to die tonight. My heart started to race and I drifted asleep thinking of the one happiness I had found in my life, Martin.
I could feel myself dying literally. This was not how I wanted to go. I thought Beckett's bite was worse but this is different. I am stuck in between dying a slow death and dying quickly.
With Beckett it was almost over with in one quick bite. I did die but I was revived and then my body decided it was going to slowly shut down over the course of the past few months. Martin came along and somehow I felt better....
My mind flashed as I was laying on the floor battered and bruised from Ian's latest shove. I couldn't hardly take the pain anymore yet my mind locked itself into a trance, shutting out all the evil around me. I may have drifted unconcious.
My thoughts put me into a memory. I was remembering what Pete and I had talked about early last night. I remember now. Everything was all clear to me. Pete thought it was too painful and tried to make me forget again. Martin was keeping me alive all this time, giving me his energy and strength to survive. I was slowly sucking the life out of him as he bit me. I knew when Nonnie confronted me about that bite that there had to be a good reason he would do such a thing.
I can't let him give up his life for me. I want him to find me but if I must die then so be it. I won't let Martin give up his life for me. I love him too much and he is a valuable member of the team now. What would I do without him in my life if he died? I can't let him save me, not like that but I know I needed him and the others now more then ever if I had any chance at survival.
I snapped out it long enough for Ian to pull me close again. He picked me up and crashed his rough lips into mine. I just let him kiss me. I didn't have the energy to stop him anymore.
"You are learning. I have one more surprise for Martin. For that I need your blood." He said flashing his already blood stained teeth and leaning into my neck.
I passed out of course but when I awoke I was in a bedroom that was decorated with dead flowers everywhere. I wasn't at the apartment anymore. I looked down to see I was not wearing the clothes I had on earlier.
Instead, I had on a red dress with spaghetti straps. It hurt to move and I felt like I couldn't but I managed to sit up anyway. There was a note beside me on the bed. I looked around now that my eyes had adjusted to the light in the room to see I was alone. There was a window that let me know it was now daylight. The walls were painted a tan color with dead roses spread everywhere.
I picked up the note to see that it said, "My dearest Amanda, tonight marks a special occasion. I wanted to wait until you had gained enough strength to walk beside me in the garden to be my bride so I am letting you enjoy one last glimpse of daylight. Love, Ian."
I threw the note at the wall. I then tried to get up off the bed but stumbled and fell onto the floor. On the door of my room was a mirror. I crawled slowly over to it with what strength I could muster.
I looked into the mirror and did not like what I saw. I saw a helpless girl wanting to give up. That wasn't me, was it?
This girl was deathly pale. Her eyes had lost her sparkle. There were cuts and bruises apparently cleaned up no thanks to Ian of course, which at the thought of him touching my body made me cringe, but they were there. I hated him.
I touched my ravished neck so swollen, bruised, and disgusting looking. Why can't I die now? What is keeping me holding on this long. A rescue seems out of the question right now.
"No!" I said out loud. Now I am thinking like Ian would want me to. I can't give up on my friends. I can't give up on Martin even though it seems pointless now to hope.
I tried to stand again. I was wobbily but I held on to anything I could to get me to the window. I held onto the dresser in the room and then the bed. I made it slowly but surely to the window and pulled back the dark curtains.
I gasped at what I saw. I was standing in a room from the mansion in my dreams. It dawned on me now as I looked back at the dress I was wearing. I had wore this in my dreams. The room I was in overlooked the dirty pool filled with nasty water.
I carefully made my way back onto the bed and laid back closing my eyes. I was going to die tonight. My heart started to race and I drifted asleep thinking of the one happiness I had found in my life, Martin.