Seeing Double Chapter 13
She woke up wrapped up in burgundy sheets and body aching. Sitting up, Vicki looked around her; she wasn’t in Bethany’s apartment that was for sure. The windows looking out toward the city told her it was still the late evening but just what time was it? She moved a little more and an arm swung around her waist and lay there. She stiffened and looked down at the arm and followed it back up. Her gaze fell just short of the face connected to the body that arm was connected to; Henry. Then everything was flashing back in her mind.
“That was your last chance.” Was his reply to her snide remark.
Her blood had begun to sing a new tune and she waited to see what he would do next. He pulled her away from the wall roughly and pushed her back through the crowded dance floor and out of Twilight. He walked just outside of the club and a dark blue jaguar pulled up in front of them.
“Get in,” was all he said.
Vicki steamed at his tone of voice, commanding her as if she were one of his subjects to be pushed around. She jerked her arm back, stumbling slightly when his grip slipped. Henry had started to move around to the other side of the car and stopped at the opened door looking at Vicki.
“Go to hell,” she said, angry at her sudden rush of emotions and the overwhelming need to cry. Where did that come from? She turned and quickly walked away, not looking back. She heard Henry curse and the car door slam shut, she couldn’t tell if he was following her on foot, leaving or jumping in his car to run over her. All she knew was that she needed to get to that apartment fast and figure out how to get Bethany to come back.
Rounding the corner of the building she looked at the line of people still outside Twilight hoping Rick was still out there but to her disappointment he was no where to be seen. The roaring of a car engine had stopped her in her tracks for a moment and she turned quickly to see and hear Henry flooring it to catch up to her. Throwing all care to the wind she began jogging down the street, surprisingly the heels didn’t jar her step. She moved quickly to the left when she saw his lights flashing behind her then came to a slow stop once she realized she had turned down a dead-end alley. She heard his car pull up slowly behind her and she cursed herself for being a coward and running. She was Vicki freaking Nelson and she was running away like a scared little girl from a man who had torn her heart in half. When had this little turn about happen? It didn’t matter. This was ridiculous. Consequences be damned, she was not going to back down and give him what he was looking for, she’d die before appearing weak in his eyes.
The car door slammed, her breathing, already labored from running, hitched when she heard his foot steps stop behind her.
“That was one of the most childish things I’ve seen you do, Victoria.”
Her breath caught in her throat and hissed out. She turned around to face him, ready to tell him where to go and she didn’t care what he’d do.
“Before you try calling me names and denying who you are, I know it’s you. There’s no way you can convince me otherwise.” He started circling her, “Just what do you think you’re doing?”
“Alright Mr. Vampire,” She said sarcastically, flopping her arms up and letting them fall back to her sides, “You caught me, I took over Bethany’s body just to get closer to you.” Flipping her ponytail back she went on, “You’re just that irresistible. And you know it too.” Her tone carried a hint of accusation, “How do you know it isn’t Bethany in this body? Hmm? Why don’t you try explaining that one.” Cocking her left hip out and settling a hand on her hip she waited for him to answer.
Henry couldn’t help the rush of need that pushed through him, despite his anger with her, he was completely turned on by Vicki and her haughty attitude. This was so unlike her, he could hear how her heart was beating faster as the minutes went by, her breath quickened its pace and her body tensed, but all in a good way. Her body called to him even as she was trying to deny any feelings she had and his body responded tenfold.
“Wait,” she said flipping her head to the side her eyes narrowing at him, “Let me guess, you’ve had a few nights out with Miss Bethany. Am I right?” At his silence she continued, “You know it’s not nice to have dinner with someone and not tell them they’re going to be you’re main course Mr. Fitzroy.”
He had had enough of her jibes and his patience snapped; using his stealth he grabbed her arms and slammed her against the alley wall. Vicki’s quick gasp and tensing body told him that had been the last thing she expected from him.
“I warned you.” He said looking into her eyes forcing her to focus on nothing besides him, “I tire of your games and only ask that you tell me what the hell is going on Vicki. If I have to find other ways of convincing you, I will.”
“Do your best Henry because I owe you nothing, and that’s exactly what you’ll get.” She pulled on her arms to see if she could slip away from him, a futile attempt, but she tried anyway. His iron grip never budged.
“You might want to find another statement to use Vicki because I’ll get this out of you one way or another, count on it.” His eyes held anger and hurt at her reactions to him but what she saw even deeper in his eyes made her legs go weak, it was the look of promise, of love and passion filled nights to come.