Vampire Slave Series: Spawn

Chapter Eight

Jude's POV

I can hear the things heart beat inside her. It felt like a thousand bee stings to the ear drum. As much as I wanted to see her, as much as I died without being next to her, I couldn't stand being with her. No one understands. No one possibly could. I'm not disgusted with her. I've not fallen out of love. What would you do in my position? Would you fight the burn, the sting of knowing you have destroyed a humans life...the very human you fell in love with? A part of me wants to fight this. I want to walk into this hospital, the very one I stood in front of right now, and ask her to marry me. We could get through this together and raise the child, if that's what she really wants. And then there's the dark side. The one that says "Run!" everytime I get close to her. Maybe it was the child inside her letting me know she doesn't belong to me anymore. Then, there's the question that everyone's been talking about. Is this child really mine? After the one time I've been with her, and the many times Mark has, how could I possibly have a chance to father that child?

The front door opened to the large building, snapping me from the thoughts that went through my mind everyday. I watched as a smiling couple walked to their car, the man bein a gentleman and opening the door for her. Before she sat in the car, she looked up at him and kissed him. The ache shot threw me and I looked away. My eyes were glued to the ground until I heard their car drive way minutes later. And then my attention went back to the hospital. I scanned the windows above me, trying to figure out if her room was one of them. She was close because I could hear her heat beating, along with the small, rapid heart beat that was inside her. It was the only hearts that was beating in the place. It gave me comfort to know she was still alive.

Again, the doors came open and the person I've been waiting for walked out. He caught my glance and brushed his fingers through his wet, sweat soaked, red hair. It was the first time I've seen Reid out here in awhile and it was the first time I've noticed how different he looked. His human side was coming out, and it caused me to wonder how long it's been since I've seen anyone. Reid jumped from the steps and came up to me, not giving me a hint of remorse or pity. "Finally coming out of your coffin?" He asked, his eyes scanning everything around us. Usually, I would have cracked a smile at his stereotypical jokes. But I could tell he wasn't in a playful mood and it was sending me a message, saying he wasn't happy with me.

"How is she?" He glanced at me for only a second, then shrugged.

"Go in and see for yourself," he said. I dropped my head to look at the ground, giving him my obvious answer. "Then I guess you will never know." We stood there in silence for the longest time. When I'd look up at him, he'd look away from me. Our long term friendship was tearing at the seems right in front of me.

"Do...you want to go for a walk? The fresh air feels nice," I said. He sighed. I could tell he didn't want anything to do with me right now, but he started walking towards town, keeping his pace slow so I could keep up. It was uncomfortable for the most part. I knew I wasn't in good terms with anyone anymore, and seeing them look at me with such disappointment was really getting to me. When we finally reached town, I was in too much shock to notice I had stopped, and Reid hadn't.

There were no more blood shops. The town fair was taken down and the old food stands stood there, growing mold and covered in moss. Flowers lined the outside of the new shops, making everything more colorful than before. Baker's Goods sign hung above the door of the shop I once knew to be Blood Bankers. And even the clothing store that held almost everything red, now displayed colorful outfits in the windows. "Everythings changed since you went into your pity fit," Reid said. I shot him a glare, now noticing he had stopped and was staring me down. "Nothing is ever going to be the same, and you need to see that it's not all about you anymore," he continued. Not wanting to listen to him, I rolled my eyes and continued my walk, walking right past him and bumping shoulders. "Run away, Jude, because that's all you've every done!"

"I am not running away!" I hissed, spinning around and getting in his face. His mouth snapped shut but he stood his ground. "All I've ever done for you was protect you! Treat you like my own brother and this is what I get in return? I get shut out from everyone?!"

"No one is shutting you out! You're shutting your own self out!" He yelled back.

"I wouldn't have to shut you people out if you weren't too damn dumb! I don't need you! I don't need any of you!" I threw my hands in the air, my nostrils flaring as I stepped closer to him. He didn't react with anger. He cracked a smile and stepped back.

"So this is how it is? After what I've done for you. After what Jordanas' done for you?" His eyes narrowed. My anger didn't subside.

"I didn't ask for any of this!" I yelled and turned my back to him. I couldn't stand there in front of him any longer. I felt if I did, he would be lieing on the ground with a broken nose. I didn't know where I was going, but anywhere else would be better than here.

"Go then. Better yet, why don't you go find Mark? You two are one of a kind. You're just like him." My feet drug into the dirt as I stopped dead in my tracks. I could feel my knuckles cracking as I tightened them into fists. Anger roared deep down that I haven't felt since the last time I seen Mark. Spinning around, my head was a dark blur and it was hard to see Reid's amused face through the flames that now flashed in front of my eyes. I knew he was just trying to get to me. He wanted to get under my skin and let me know that things weren't going to be the same from now on. But the anger...the fiery that I now had for him was too strong and all I wanted to do was knock his teeth in.

"What?" He asked, his smile widening. "Did I piss you off? You don't like being compared to your brother? Everyone's been talking, you know? Saying how much you're acting like him. They say that it's a matter of time before you runaway like a little coward, just.Like.Him!"

My fists connected to the side of his face before I could blink. He stumbled sideways, but never hit the ground. The world blurred around me as I twisted and turned to hit him, our arms tangling together as we each landed hits to each other. At one point, the only thing I could do was sink my teeth into his shoulder because he had pulled my arms behind my back, threatening to snap them off. He bellowed in pain as my venom entered his blood stream. I could only imagine the burn he was feeling, and made me feel powerful. I sunk my fangs into him a few more times before he let me go and I knocked him across the street. Before I could run over and finish him off, I was knocked backwards myself, hitting the side of a building and falling to the ground. Shaking my head, I looked up into the face of a pissed of Jordana. Her eyes blazing red and I could tell our fight was over.

"What the hell do you think you two are doing?!" She hollered. She glanced over at Reid, who was getting to his feet already. Rolling my eyes, I looked around the once peaceful town. Everyone, from humans to a few vampires, stared at us in fright. A few human children were crying, and at the far end of the street was an over turned vehicle. Through all the anger and punches, I hadn't noticed how out of hand it had gotten. I climbed to my feet, brushed myself off, and looked back up at Jordana.

"I was just leaving," I said calmly. With one last glance at Reid, I started off back towards the house.

**

Everything was changing, that was for sure. After the fight with Reid, everything he said was starting to kick in and I couldn't help but think he was right. Watching the unmoving picture above my bed, I started thinking about Amabell. The memory of her beautiful blue eyes, the happiness that use to fill them, made me smile. I remembered running my fingers through her long, silky hair and laughing everytime she giggled at my touch. I could imagine us in the years ahead, running down the beach shore, laughing, splashing in the waves. Nothing would be wrong between us. We would have our very own place right on the beach, waking up next to each other everyday. It was my own paradise. My thoughts, the memories and fantasies, they were nothing without reality. And my reality, well, let's just say I wasn't living in reality anymore.

Reid had said things has changed.

Maybe it's time that I start changing...