The Primus Daughter

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

No sooner did the bullet pierce her body that she began moving, she was annoyed, in a lot of pain but mostly pissed. She grabbed the hand that held the gun and broke it. Selene heard screaming, it took a while to realize it was coming from her too and not just the dude with a broken hand.

The gun immediately fell out of his hands and she did not waste any time kicking the gun underneath the car. She hit the dude's neck again and this time, she was not subtle about it as she knocked him out.

She would have sworn she heard a c***k as her hand made contact with his neck but she had been careful enough to make sure the force would not render him paralyzed or worse. She almost screamed out loud, she could not believe she was being considerate about someone who just shot her if she was human she would be dead by now but yeah she was not being considerate for the hoodlums rather because they were humans, things could get messy real quick and that was definitely one thing to avoid.

The others had rushed closer at the sound of the shot but had both stopped in their steps when they heard their partner's scream. Of course, she had used that moment to get rid of the gun and knock him out.

She immediately turned her attention to the rest of the crew and picked the one closest to her, she didn't even try to attack him or anything instead she just pulled him closer and dug her teeth into his neck, heaven's knew she needed all the blood she could get considering she was still losing the little she had.

It felt very odd to dig her teeth in his neck as she could not remember the last time she drank directly from a human. He struggled in her arms but she was obviously stronger.

His blood tasted wrong and she could tell he had probably done a lot of nasty drugs in his life but she was not exactly picky, did not have the luxury to be at this moment especially if she wanted to drive home herself.

Having drunk enough but not enough to kill the sucker, she let him go and he went limp on the ground, folding awkwardly on the ground. Her first thought was to go after the last assailant but that was the energy that was not worth sparing.

She gripped her side, her wound was closing slowly which was good. The bullet was still stuck inside the last thing she wanted was to have to reopen the closed wound to dig out the bullet.

She swore under her breath as she kicked their bodies out of the way and got into her car. She wasted no time in driving away. Someone probably heard that gunshot and the police were most likely on their way already. The faster she got away from the crime scene the better for her.

She drove straight home biting down on the insides of her cheeks as she drove home, trying to distract herself from the pain oozing from her side. Of course, the pain from her cheeks was not nearly enough to distract her but it helped her concentrate on the road.

She finally got home and did not bother to park properly or even lock her car let alone drive the car into the garage instead she stumbled out of her car hoping the noise would not attract any of her neighbors before she could hide away in her room.

She fumbled with the house keys, they fell out of her hands and she heard the curse words leave her mouth. It sounded so far away that if it was not that she was all by herself she would have sworn someone else said it.

She finally picked the right key and literally shoved it into the hole. With the way, her grip was she was surprised the key did not break into two. She twisted, unlocking the door and she walked in making sure to shut the door behind her.

She headed straight for the kitchen, she did not have a moment to spare, she had to get the bullet out as soon as possible. She had left the car with just the car keys which also had her house keys attached to it and she dropped on the couch as she hurriedly made her way to the kitchen.

She went straight for the drawers that held the knives even as she approached them she knew it was a bad idea to do this all by herself but there was no way in hell she would let her father find out.

This was a mistake, she did not think the road was dangerous and had pulled up at the wrong spot. She did not need her father putting up restrictions simply because of an accident that would not have happened if she had stayed home.

She swore almost wishing she had never met Vance but she knew it was just the pain talking. She pulled the drawers maybe a little too forcefully because it pulled out completely pouring the contents all over the kitchen floor.

"Fuckkkk!" She screamed, she barely had much time left and now what she would use was all over the kitchen floor. Probably under the tables and the kitchen cabinets.

She got to her knees immediately, she could not afford to waste any time. It took a while to find the knife she needed. She found it underneath one of the chairs in her kitchen. It was hard not to smile when she eventually found it.

Holding the knife she almost got to work on the kitchen floor but she knew that was a mess she would not have any energy to clean up and she would probably end up with annoying dry blood that was sure to give her extra work, so she forced her to the bathroom and sat in the tub.

She ripped her shirt off her body. Her clothes were a goner, she doubted she would be able to get the blood out. She flipped the knife from one side to another and glanced at the hole in her body that was gradually closing. She winced not at the pain but at what she was about to do. She took one last look at the hole before shoving the knife in one go.

She cursed out loud at the pain. There was no need for her to drive the knife in such a manner but she wanted to feel the worst pain to brace herself for the rest of the pain trip. She bit the insides of her cheeks as she shoved the knife deeper.

Having increased the hole, she dug her right hand in as she searched. As soon as her hand made contact Selene felt the pain worsen and she bit down harder on her cheeks.

However, she was not bothered because she was certain they would hell before the night was over, whereas she could not say exactly when she would heal completely from this wound considering she just reopened it.

There was a way she could do this with the right equipment but there was no way she would make it to their hospital without her father finding out. She was not ready for that conversation or what was likely to follow after. This pain was totally worth all the troubles she avoided.

She searched with her fingers, wincing as her fingers wiggled in her. It took a couple of seconds that felt like hours but finally, her fingers brushed against something odd. She grabbed and pulled, briefly imagining she was pulling out a vital organ.

Selene gasped as her hand pulled out of her body completely. She looked at what was between her two fingers and alas it was the bullet not that she had been expecting anything else. The bullet, like her fingers, was totally covered in body and it was dripping down and onto the tub.

Selene felt her body relax now that the worst was over and her grip in her cheeks released as she took a deep breath. She immediately stretched her hand for the detachable shower head and switched it on, she began rinsing herself, trying to get off as much blood as she could without moving.

She watched the water wash away the blood from her fingers and most of the blood on the wound. She tried to rinse off the shorts but she did not try for too long after she did plan to throw them away along with the shirt that she had to tear off her body.

She felt her hand go weak and she angled the showerhead in a way that the water would pour over her without her moving so much. She did not even realize when she fell asleep. Beyond tired was how she felt.