Vampires Will Never Hurt You-Chapter 15
Title: Vampires will never hurt you
Authors: Vicks and Rach
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Coby/James, Coby/Matt, Brian/Zacky, Matt/Jimmy, Frank/Laurence
Disclaimer: writers lie, just like your parents
Summary: after disaster strikes a group of friends relocate, but where will it take them?
POV: Coby's
Warnings: Vampires!
Authors note: Right so, Sometimes Goodbye came back, and so did this one :D Hope you're all still interested in this one, though it is nearly finished. Happy reading. :) And Sometimes Goodbye is written and should be updated either tonight or tomorrow. Don't be silent readers :D We love to read your thoughts.
Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Coby’s POV
I furrowed my brow as I looked at the flashing screen of my phone, not recognising the jumble of numbers spread across it. I wracked my brains, trying to think of who would want to contact me at this hour but I came back blank. I had no choice but to pick up and hope it wasn’t bad news.
“Hello, this is Coby Shaddix speaking.” I said cautiously, holding the phone to my ear as I stroked Zack’s hair, for my own comfort as much as his.
“Mr Shaddix, my name is nurse Bradford and I’m calling on behalf of Mr Sanders. He was hit by a truck and refused to be taken to surgery until he knew you’d be contacted.” My breathing stopped and I let my hand drop from my ear to the bed, the fingers going slack and the phone slipping from my grip. I could still hear the nurse’s voice on the other end but I wasn’t comprehending anything anymore. I knew that Zack was shaking me, trying to snap me out of my stupor but my body wasn’t responding. All I could think was that Matt, my beautiful Matt had been hurt and that I wasn’t there to stop it happening. Maybe I would have stayed in my state of limbo forever but I was pulled back to reality by the soothing voice of my love, my Rowan, penetrating the veil of pain that I’d drawn over my thoughts.
“Raven, dearest, come back to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”
The world came back into focus and all of my pain and anguish hit me as if I’d run headfirst into a brick wall. I let out a sob and threw myself into James’ arms where I was held in his strong and comforting embrace. I felt him press his face to my hair and start to whisper soothing things at me but I still couldn’t hear anything but the pounding of my heart. James pulled my face up to his, placing a soft kiss to my lips that allowed me slowly back into reality.
“James, we have to get to the hospital. Matt, he’s been hit by a truck. James I have to go to him, please.” I grabbed the front of his t shirt and willed him to understand that I need to do this; that if I was about to lose Matt, I couldn’t do it without saying goodbye. He nodded at me, kissing my forehead.
“We will go my love. And we will stay with him for as long as it takes for him to recover or to let go of his fragile life if that is the path that has been chosen for him.” He helped me gently off of the bed and supported me all the way to the car. I looked around at the slow, creeping light of dawn hitting the side of the house and then at Zack and Laurence getting into the back of the car. My clan were going to come with me and help me to bear my pain. It was then that I knew that they would never leave me and that we would be together until the end of time itself.
The ride to the hospital was silent and filled with a tension that I had not felt since the day I came home for World War 2 with Zack and had to tell James that he was my responsibility. I jiggled my leg and nibbled my thumb nail until we pulled into a parking space and then launched myself from the car, heading to the main reception without even bothering to wait for the others. Matt was my soulmate and all that mattered to me right now.
“I’m looking for Matthew Sanders. I know that he was brought in a little while ago as a victim of a road traffic accident.” I leant heavily on the desk and looked pleadingly at the receptionist who lifted her gaze from the computer screen to look back at me, her face softening at seeing my obvious distress. She tapped a few keys and wrote something on a piece of paper, sliding it towards me.
“That’s his room number. He’s just come out of surgery and is being listed as critical and not yet stable. I’m sorry sir but he’s not conscious. The doctors don’t know when he will regain full function, if he ever will.” She gave me a sympathetic look as the tears began to slide down my face. I thanked her on auto pilot and made my way to his room.
As soon as I walked through the door I let out a gasp of pain at seeing him. There were tubes everywhere, going into his nose, into his arm, even into his chest. He was surrounded by machines, beeping rhythmically, the only indication to me that he was alive at all. He certainly didn’t look alive and that’s possibly what pained me the most. He was deathly pale, deep dark circles sitting under his bruised eyelids. One cheek was a mass of cuts, dark brown from the congealed blood holding together his delicate skin. Worst of all was the large bandage wrapped around his chest, a red stain spreading steadily from the centre outwards along the gauze, making it seem as if his life was flowing from him by the second.
“Oh Matt, oh my darling what have you done to yourself.” I crouched by his bed and took the hand that wasn’t the resident of a drip, kissing his fingers gently, noticing that he did not taste of vitality as he usually did. This really was not good at all.
I felt a hand land gently on my shoulder and looked up to see James standing beside me, looking calmly at Matt’s face, almost as if he was contemplating something in his mind. That was when I heard his voice sound in my head, soft and calculated but still sympathetic.
“He will not recover Raven, you must know that. You must be able to see it. He is too badly damaged. He is fragile like all humans. In the end, your size and your determination is no match for the natural law unless you are an immortal as we are.” I looked up at him, waiting for some comfort. James was always the one that gave me comfort, surely he wasn’t going to leave it at ‘all hope is lost’ and leave me alone with my grief? He looked back down at me, his eyes filled with love as he began talking to me again, his lips never moving but his words ringing clear.
“You could keep him my darling. He does not have to die. If you were to change him, to make him one of us then it would be better for everyone.” I looked at him as if he had gone mad. He seemed to have overlooked that the council would never allow it. I would be cast out of the order of vampires or worse, staked for my crimes. I was a repeat offender after all. I was cautioned after Zack, they would not excuse me doing it again.
“I am serious Raven my love. If he dies, then you die and if you die then I die. Does that not seem a little drastic when all it would take to keep everyone alive is one quick little bite?” He stroked my hair soothingly as he let his logic wash over me. He was right of course. Matt’s demise would only end in the death of us also. I could not allow both of my soulmates to die. I nodded up at James, resolution coming into my eyes as I looked at Matt, his life still slowly slipping away from him.
“Will you stay with me while I do it Rowan? I don’t think that I can do this alone.” He nodded at me, taking my hand and laying it on Matt’s chest. His heartbeat was weak, almost non-existent and I knew that I would need to be quick if I was to give him the immortal life that would save him.
I sat beside him on the bed and placed a soft kiss to his forehead first and then his lips, looking at his beautiful face, so peaceful in the veil of unconsciousness but so close to passing under the veil of death.
“We will be together soon my love, and I will protect you always.” I leant down to his neck and sank my fangs in deep, drawing out his blood, now tainted with the taste of the sick and the dying. I pushed away the urge to retch, knowing that I needed to drain him almost completely if he was not to burn out during the transition. I didn’t even hear Laurence enter the room until he spoke.
“Raven what on earth do you think you’re doing!?” I raised my eyes to him without releasing my fangs from Matt’s neck, watching as James caught his arm.
“Allow him this Laurence. If Matt dies then he will die also and then I will die. Allow us to live. This is the best way.” I kept watching, not stalling my actions at Matt’s neck as Laurence nodded slowly and bowed his head.
“Very well. You have my permission. The council will not attack you for this. I shall wait outside until it is done.” He left James and I alone with the corpse of Matt. I had drawn enough blood to kill him, the flatlining machines evidence of this but I still had not drawn enough to change him.
I kept sucking until his blood ran cold and only then did I lift my head. However, he was only halfway there. I brought my wrist to my mouth and broke the skin with one swift slash from my teeth, holding the dripping wound to the cold blue lips of my new baby.
I waited a few excruciating moments until Matt’s lips parted, letting the blood flow onto his tongue, taking his first taste of immortality. After that he couldn’t get enough. His body came back to life with a renewed vigour and he grabbed my arm in a vice like grip, sucking greedily as my life flowed into him, sustaining him.
After a few minutes he fell back, panting heavily and looking up at me with confused eyes. He tried to talk but couldn’t before the virus took him (for vampirism is a virus. It’s all very ‘I am legend’ but not quite so doom and gloom.) His body began to jerk and shake and his eyes rolled back into his head as his cells began to change, taking on their new and more resilient form. A human transforming into a vampire is not a pleasant thing to see and only the strongest can stomach it. I was not one of these strong vampires and hid my face in the crook of James’ neck for the entire ordeal. It was not until I heard a croaky voice come from the bed that I ventured to turn my head to Matt’s body again.
“Coby, what’s going on?” He asked in a gravelly tone, his voice having forgotten how to work in his time of unconsciousness. I approached him slowly and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, smiling down at him and stroking over his collar bone.
“You died but you’re back now. You’re a vampire Matt, welcome to immortality.”
Authors: Vicks and Rach
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Coby/James, Coby/Matt, Brian/Zacky, Matt/Jimmy, Frank/Laurence
Disclaimer: writers lie, just like your parents
Summary: after disaster strikes a group of friends relocate, but where will it take them?
POV: Coby's
Warnings: Vampires!
Authors note: Right so, Sometimes Goodbye came back, and so did this one :D Hope you're all still interested in this one, though it is nearly finished. Happy reading. :) And Sometimes Goodbye is written and should be updated either tonight or tomorrow. Don't be silent readers :D We love to read your thoughts.
Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Coby’s POV
I furrowed my brow as I looked at the flashing screen of my phone, not recognising the jumble of numbers spread across it. I wracked my brains, trying to think of who would want to contact me at this hour but I came back blank. I had no choice but to pick up and hope it wasn’t bad news.
“Hello, this is Coby Shaddix speaking.” I said cautiously, holding the phone to my ear as I stroked Zack’s hair, for my own comfort as much as his.
“Mr Shaddix, my name is nurse Bradford and I’m calling on behalf of Mr Sanders. He was hit by a truck and refused to be taken to surgery until he knew you’d be contacted.” My breathing stopped and I let my hand drop from my ear to the bed, the fingers going slack and the phone slipping from my grip. I could still hear the nurse’s voice on the other end but I wasn’t comprehending anything anymore. I knew that Zack was shaking me, trying to snap me out of my stupor but my body wasn’t responding. All I could think was that Matt, my beautiful Matt had been hurt and that I wasn’t there to stop it happening. Maybe I would have stayed in my state of limbo forever but I was pulled back to reality by the soothing voice of my love, my Rowan, penetrating the veil of pain that I’d drawn over my thoughts.
“Raven, dearest, come back to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”
The world came back into focus and all of my pain and anguish hit me as if I’d run headfirst into a brick wall. I let out a sob and threw myself into James’ arms where I was held in his strong and comforting embrace. I felt him press his face to my hair and start to whisper soothing things at me but I still couldn’t hear anything but the pounding of my heart. James pulled my face up to his, placing a soft kiss to my lips that allowed me slowly back into reality.
“James, we have to get to the hospital. Matt, he’s been hit by a truck. James I have to go to him, please.” I grabbed the front of his t shirt and willed him to understand that I need to do this; that if I was about to lose Matt, I couldn’t do it without saying goodbye. He nodded at me, kissing my forehead.
“We will go my love. And we will stay with him for as long as it takes for him to recover or to let go of his fragile life if that is the path that has been chosen for him.” He helped me gently off of the bed and supported me all the way to the car. I looked around at the slow, creeping light of dawn hitting the side of the house and then at Zack and Laurence getting into the back of the car. My clan were going to come with me and help me to bear my pain. It was then that I knew that they would never leave me and that we would be together until the end of time itself.
The ride to the hospital was silent and filled with a tension that I had not felt since the day I came home for World War 2 with Zack and had to tell James that he was my responsibility. I jiggled my leg and nibbled my thumb nail until we pulled into a parking space and then launched myself from the car, heading to the main reception without even bothering to wait for the others. Matt was my soulmate and all that mattered to me right now.
“I’m looking for Matthew Sanders. I know that he was brought in a little while ago as a victim of a road traffic accident.” I leant heavily on the desk and looked pleadingly at the receptionist who lifted her gaze from the computer screen to look back at me, her face softening at seeing my obvious distress. She tapped a few keys and wrote something on a piece of paper, sliding it towards me.
“That’s his room number. He’s just come out of surgery and is being listed as critical and not yet stable. I’m sorry sir but he’s not conscious. The doctors don’t know when he will regain full function, if he ever will.” She gave me a sympathetic look as the tears began to slide down my face. I thanked her on auto pilot and made my way to his room.
As soon as I walked through the door I let out a gasp of pain at seeing him. There were tubes everywhere, going into his nose, into his arm, even into his chest. He was surrounded by machines, beeping rhythmically, the only indication to me that he was alive at all. He certainly didn’t look alive and that’s possibly what pained me the most. He was deathly pale, deep dark circles sitting under his bruised eyelids. One cheek was a mass of cuts, dark brown from the congealed blood holding together his delicate skin. Worst of all was the large bandage wrapped around his chest, a red stain spreading steadily from the centre outwards along the gauze, making it seem as if his life was flowing from him by the second.
“Oh Matt, oh my darling what have you done to yourself.” I crouched by his bed and took the hand that wasn’t the resident of a drip, kissing his fingers gently, noticing that he did not taste of vitality as he usually did. This really was not good at all.
I felt a hand land gently on my shoulder and looked up to see James standing beside me, looking calmly at Matt’s face, almost as if he was contemplating something in his mind. That was when I heard his voice sound in my head, soft and calculated but still sympathetic.
“He will not recover Raven, you must know that. You must be able to see it. He is too badly damaged. He is fragile like all humans. In the end, your size and your determination is no match for the natural law unless you are an immortal as we are.” I looked up at him, waiting for some comfort. James was always the one that gave me comfort, surely he wasn’t going to leave it at ‘all hope is lost’ and leave me alone with my grief? He looked back down at me, his eyes filled with love as he began talking to me again, his lips never moving but his words ringing clear.
“You could keep him my darling. He does not have to die. If you were to change him, to make him one of us then it would be better for everyone.” I looked at him as if he had gone mad. He seemed to have overlooked that the council would never allow it. I would be cast out of the order of vampires or worse, staked for my crimes. I was a repeat offender after all. I was cautioned after Zack, they would not excuse me doing it again.
“I am serious Raven my love. If he dies, then you die and if you die then I die. Does that not seem a little drastic when all it would take to keep everyone alive is one quick little bite?” He stroked my hair soothingly as he let his logic wash over me. He was right of course. Matt’s demise would only end in the death of us also. I could not allow both of my soulmates to die. I nodded up at James, resolution coming into my eyes as I looked at Matt, his life still slowly slipping away from him.
“Will you stay with me while I do it Rowan? I don’t think that I can do this alone.” He nodded at me, taking my hand and laying it on Matt’s chest. His heartbeat was weak, almost non-existent and I knew that I would need to be quick if I was to give him the immortal life that would save him.
I sat beside him on the bed and placed a soft kiss to his forehead first and then his lips, looking at his beautiful face, so peaceful in the veil of unconsciousness but so close to passing under the veil of death.
“We will be together soon my love, and I will protect you always.” I leant down to his neck and sank my fangs in deep, drawing out his blood, now tainted with the taste of the sick and the dying. I pushed away the urge to retch, knowing that I needed to drain him almost completely if he was not to burn out during the transition. I didn’t even hear Laurence enter the room until he spoke.
“Raven what on earth do you think you’re doing!?” I raised my eyes to him without releasing my fangs from Matt’s neck, watching as James caught his arm.
“Allow him this Laurence. If Matt dies then he will die also and then I will die. Allow us to live. This is the best way.” I kept watching, not stalling my actions at Matt’s neck as Laurence nodded slowly and bowed his head.
“Very well. You have my permission. The council will not attack you for this. I shall wait outside until it is done.” He left James and I alone with the corpse of Matt. I had drawn enough blood to kill him, the flatlining machines evidence of this but I still had not drawn enough to change him.
I kept sucking until his blood ran cold and only then did I lift my head. However, he was only halfway there. I brought my wrist to my mouth and broke the skin with one swift slash from my teeth, holding the dripping wound to the cold blue lips of my new baby.
I waited a few excruciating moments until Matt’s lips parted, letting the blood flow onto his tongue, taking his first taste of immortality. After that he couldn’t get enough. His body came back to life with a renewed vigour and he grabbed my arm in a vice like grip, sucking greedily as my life flowed into him, sustaining him.
After a few minutes he fell back, panting heavily and looking up at me with confused eyes. He tried to talk but couldn’t before the virus took him (for vampirism is a virus. It’s all very ‘I am legend’ but not quite so doom and gloom.) His body began to jerk and shake and his eyes rolled back into his head as his cells began to change, taking on their new and more resilient form. A human transforming into a vampire is not a pleasant thing to see and only the strongest can stomach it. I was not one of these strong vampires and hid my face in the crook of James’ neck for the entire ordeal. It was not until I heard a croaky voice come from the bed that I ventured to turn my head to Matt’s body again.
“Coby, what’s going on?” He asked in a gravelly tone, his voice having forgotten how to work in his time of unconsciousness. I approached him slowly and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, smiling down at him and stroking over his collar bone.
“You died but you’re back now. You’re a vampire Matt, welcome to immortality.”