Broken Dreams(118)

“Sick…dead…sick…,” I mumbled.

I felt myself going down, and the lights went out.



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“Whoa!” Henry yelled. He tried to grab her, but she hit the counter and then fell to the floor. “Shit! Elaina!” He dropped down to her side. “Love! Wake up!” His hands trembled as he tried to wake her. Then he saw blood coming out of the back of her head. “Shit!”

Nick looked down and saw the thick red liquid dripping on the floor. He groaned. Henry looked at him. Nick’s eyes were graying already. “Back off! You’re too fresh. Sophie, grab one of those small coffee cups.” Nick took a couple steps backward, licking his lips.

“What? What the hell do you need a cup for?” Claire knelt down next to Elaina.

“The blood. We can collect some for Nick. He needs to have some…before things go awry.”

“Go awry? I do believe we are already past that point,” Sophie grumbled as she headed for the cups.

“This won’t hurt her?” Claire asked with great worry.

“No. Do you think I would hurt her?” Claire lifted her eyebrow. “Fuck me. Physically, do you think I would harm her?”

“No, probably not. I would hope not.” She was concerned. Henry held the cup Sophie handed him under the small gash on Elaina’s head.

“Just let me get about a vial’s worth, then I will take her out and stitch up her head.” Claire was nervous, watching everything unfold. She worried that Elaina was seriously injured.

Nick’s joints and muscles were becoming stiffer by the second. He growled as the blaring headache started kicking in. Claire looked up at him. She recognized the symptoms. He looked just like Henry when he was struggling with his pain.

“Here, mate. Drink up.” Henry handed him the cup. Nick looked at the contents, and swirled the blood around the cup. “Drink it! Trust me, you will feel better.” Henry tucked his bloodied t-shirt behind Elaina’s head.

Nick tossed back what little blood there was in the cup. “Fuuuck…,” he moaned. He started rolling his neck. His face was changing from a pained expression to more of a relaxed state. He looked over at Claire, and he felt a rush of erotic desire when their eyes met. He felt a stirring in his jeans. Then he exhaled loudly, and shook off all of his thoughts and feelings for the moment. Slowly, his joints and muscles freed up. Then his focus turned to Elaina when she moaned.

“I think she’s waking up,” Claire said.



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I began to come to. My head was pounding, and all I could see were emeralds sparkling in front of me. Beautiful green sparkly emeralds…Wait a second. It was Henry, Sophie, and Nick. I gasped and weakly pushed myself back to get away from them.

“Elaina. Elaina, my love. Please, take it easy.” His voice echoed in my head. “You hit your head.”

My vision became somewhat clearer. “Henry?” I rasped.

“I’m right here, love.”

“Are you going to bite me?”

“No, I won’t.” I was still frightened, and struggled some to get away from him.

“Please, you have a small gash on your head.” I was shivering under all the cool breath that was coming at me. Then I saw Claire. She had real eyes. Bright blue eyes.

“Claire?”

“Oh, honey.” She looked so sad. Her eyes were wet with tears. “It’s going to be okay. We’re going to get you fixed up.”

“What hap…happened?”

“You passed out and when you fell, you hit your head on the counter.” I wanted to go back to sleep. I felt my eyelids closing. “Elaina, stay with me. You have to tell me what else you are feeling.” I forced my eyes open.

“My head. It h-hurts. Headache.” The pain was almost blinding. I tried to reach up to the spot.

“No, honey, save your energy.”

“Will she be okay?” I heard Nick’s voice in the distance, echoing in my head. I looked around, trying to find him.

“Nick…” I whispered.

“I’m right here, sis.” I saw him kneeling down next to me. Maybe it was all a nightmare. I saw that his eyes were still emerald green, and I was confused.

Henry said, “Let’s just get you to the truck and then, after you rest, we will talk more about it.”

“Okay,” I whispered. “Water, please?”

“Sophie, run out and get Elaina some water, please, before we move her.” I heard the familiar clicking of her heels go past me. It was almost a comforting sound to me because it was something I knew.

A minute later, Claire raised my head a little, and I took a few sips of water. I felt myself drifting. “Is there anything else you can feel or not feel?”