A hybrid comes to have the blood of one. (Male needed, vampire/werewolf hybrid 1x1)

[TieMeTightly]

Emma fell as soon as the grip on her neck was gone, her breathing shaky, uneven, struggling to fill her lungs while simultaneously trying to stop the throbbing in her neck.

That wasn't what she wanted. She didn't know that he had put a vampire on her watch instead of himself - or she never would have taken such drastic measures to get someone in the room. And now, she could barely concentrate on what was happening.

"D..Dimitri.."

Someone was by her, her eyes struggling to focus as she slowly managed to sit up against the wall, each breath seeming to be a struggle for her to take. She saw that it was Sean in front of her, immediately lifting her bloodied hands in order to cling to him, her entire body trembling.

"I didn't…I didn't..know..He..he was ignoring me..I thought he would come in..not…" She paused, tears pooling in her eyes as she struggled to stay awake, her fingers clutching at his shirt. She wanted Dimitri at the moment,..but Sean was just as warm as him and warmth seemed to be something that she needed.

Emma felt stupid for cutting herself, pressing herself against Sean in an attempt to warm herself.

"I just..wanted to go home.."

 

[No_such_thing]

"Yeah, well, we all just wanna go home don't we."

He lifted her gently from the floor, wincing slightly at the blood that dripped from her hand as he laid her on the bed. She was pale, faint, and her body was cold, far colder than it should be. She was still crying, the tears rolling down her cheeks, her eyes focusing and unfocusing.

He stood back delicately separating her clinging hands from his jacket, he couldn't handle this by himself, not with her in this condition. he may be many things, but he was no doctor. And truth be told, he didn't trust the other vampires. Marie appeared in the door.

"What the hell's going on?"

"Thank god, just watch her ok, I've gotta get Dimitri."

 

[TieMeTightly]

He pried her hands away from him, practically having to take finger by finger off of the fabric only to leave her shivering horribly on the bed. Emma rolled immediately to her side, drawing her knees to her chest in an attempt to keep herself warmer than she was, only to bury her face in the nearest pillow.

She could feel her pulse. It was slow, and it wasn't the strongest it had been, certainly not holding a candle to how rapid and strong it had been beating just the night before beneath Dimitri's touch.

She heard Marie, though only barely, watching at Sean left the room, his words echoing in her head.

"Thank god, just watch her ok, I've gotta get Dimitri."

"He's mad at me..locked…me in here."

The words were almost incoherent, her eyes shutting as she struggled to control the shivering, knowing that her body was trying to warm itself with the movement.

 

[No_such_thing]

Dimitri breathed deep, closing his eyes and focusing on the anger in his mind, the dark, roiling cloud that contaminated his thoughts. He focused in on it, crushing it, compressing the cloud until it was a single tiny point of anger, finding it's source. Soon it was gone, focused into a small corner of his mind, somewhere he could call upon it if he needed to, but somewhere it was no longer a danger.

Sean appeared behind him but he waved him into silence, he already knew why he had come after him. Knew that he couldn't just leave it, the way Emma was she might die on them. To have been fed on last night, then to have lost so much more blood so soon afterwards. It was threatening her life.

He walked slowly back into the room, seeing Emma curled up on the bed, shivering uncontrollably. She was pale, almost blue with cold and loss of blood, Marie was sat next to her, arms around her, struggling to keep her warm with her own body heat.

"Dimitri"

"I know."

He sat down on the edge of the bed as Marie stood up and backed away, leaving the room. Dimitri took the knife Sean proffered, putting it to his own wrist. He applied pressure, a gentle pressure that forced the razor sharp blade through the skin. Blood welled up from the cut, a single drop falling and splashing on the beds covers. He rolled Emma over, gently lifting her so she was sitting up and tilting her head back. He held his wrist to her mouth, letting the blood drip onto her lips.

 

[TieMeTightly]

Emma could feel the warmth of Marie, reveling in it, though she didn't seem to react until she felt Dimitri's arm around her, forcing her to sit up. Her eyes opened slowly, but when she saw what was happening she stiffened, managing a whimper in response as he held her, the blood from the cut he made staining her lips.

She tried to turn her head away, mostly because she didn't understand what was happening - why he was doing this. It wasn't until she could actually taste the blood in her mouth that she seemed to calm down, the slow throb of her heartbeat quickening.

Emma's hand lifted, holding his wrist against her mouth as she drank the blood, her pupils dilating as her blue eyes seemed to brighten almost immediately. She didn't understand her own reaction. Being disgusted - yes, she got that. Trying to get away from the offered blood? Yep, made perfect sense. But now she was struggling to hold his wrist against her mouth, each mouthful seeming to help her coloring, the marks on her neck disappearing first with the bruises, the bite marks slowly healing until nothing was there.

She felt like her entire body was on fire, nearly moaning against the skin.

 

[No_such_thing]

He winced a little as she sucked at his wrist, pulling the blood from his veins with the sort of hunger associated with vampires. Her eyes had brightened instantly, refocusing with a sudden intensity. Her skin recoloured almost as quickly, a sudden flush rushing through her body, clustering around and almost targeting her wounds and injuries.

The bruises disappeared almost instantly, her bite marks quickly following suit, the wounds shrinking first to pinpricks then disappearing, the skin at first bruised, but fading quickly. Within a few minutes it was as though nothing had happened to her, her skin was once again flawless, perfect. But she kept sucking at his wrist, suckling at it as a babe might.

He gently prized her away from his arm, licking the wound and watching as it closed up slowly. Sealing like a zip drawn up. One solitary drop of blood remained, like a tear drop, and a faint scar was visible, a white line against his pale skin, silver scars didn't heal so well. But at least she was healed now.

"What were you thinking, that could have been anyone out there, you know there are vampires and you risk a stunt like that? You're lucky I was here."

There was genuine concern in his voice, as well as anger, anger that she'd been so stupid, anger that he was concerned. He didn't know which.

 

[TieMeTightly]

He pulled away slowly, the strength of a hybrid outweighing hers by a landslide. She swore she heard herself whimper, but easily became occupied with licking the blood off of her lips, her gaze falling to the drop of blood that still remained on his wrist.

She ignored his question for a moment, leaning forward cautiously, only to draw her tongue up his wrist until it was gone.

She then sat pouting up at him, playing with the fabric of the dress, though she was practically tearing the layers of tulle, feeling like a child being scolded for playing with something that she wasn't supposed to. Emma didn't seem to hear the concern, hearing only the anger in his voice, his gaze hardened as he watched her.

"I didn't know that there was one outside my door..I didn't know that. I thought you were ignoring me..I thought..you just..put me here and forgot about me and I…wanted food and I wanted something to wear besides this dress because it's gross and bloody…and you were ignoring me."

She felt like her entire body was flushed, and for the moment she didn't seem like she was afraid of him in the slightest.

 

[No_such_thing]

"I didn't know that there was one outside my door..I didn't know that. I thought you were ignoring me..I thought..you just..put me here and forgot about me and I…wanted food and I wanted something to wear besides this dress because it's gross and bloody…and you were ignoring me."

He laughed, no wonder her dress was bloody after that little escapade. Perhaps he shouldn't have left her alone, he should have at least left a werewolf outside the door, the only problem being they needed sleep, worse, the full moon was close. Fortunately Valia's father seemed to have anticipated this when he built the mansion. There was an expansive cellar, and in one corner of it a number of cages, once iron, now replaced with solid steel bars laced with silver. No werewolf would be escaping that in a hurry. Though Dimitri had been a little surprised to find that Sven and Marie had set up home down there, and they had their own... specialised interests.

She was still flushed, but she sat there stubbornly, all fear gone from her now. The sudden heady rush of the blood in her system had boosted her courage. He glared at her, furious with her sudden opposition and the stupidity of her actions. "There's no point trying to attract my attention like that, it won't work and if you're not careful it'll get you killed, I'll send up some food for you."

He stood up, moving towards the door.

 

[TieMeTightly]

Emma actually flinched at his laughter, but the words seemed only to make her more frustrated with the situation, blue eyes watching him curiously as he rose from the bed one fluid motion.

"Wait!"

Emma was on her feet, wobbling slightly before steadying herself, positioning herself in front of him before pressing her palm to his chest, attempting the best glare that she possibly could.

"I wasn't trying to get myself killed. Though really it would probably just be easier for everybody if you'd let that guy just kill me last night. This is your fault. You're the one who found me. Not the other way around."

She actually shoved him as hard as she could, though ended up pushing herself back a few steps from him instead of pushing him away from her.

"Fuck!"

Language wasn't usually the first thing that she resorted to, but she was frustrated and for the first time in days she actually felt good and she wanted contact.

She didn't understand what was happening, nor did she understand why they decided that it would be a good idea to keep her cooped up in the house.

"You owe me an explanation. A big long extensive explanation of what the fuck is going on here. And you owe me my phone..and…you owe me clothes. So I can shower..And honestly…it's not like you can shut this door again the other guy kind of broke it so if you walk out it's really fine I'll just follow you."

 

[No_such_thing]

"You owe me an explanation. A big long extensive explanation of what the fuck is going on here. And you owe me my phone..and…you owe me clothes. So I can shower..And honestly…it's not like you can shut this door again the other guy kind of broke it so if you walk out it's really fine I'll just follow you."

"Why would I owe you anything? I've saved your life twice, you owe me, not the other way around. Clothes we can get you, but phone? Oh no, I can't trust you with a phone, who's to say you won't tell someone what's really going on, I don't want to have to handle any more trouble that what's already coming. If you really want to you're welcome to follow me, it won't get you anywhere, there's no way you can escape so don't even entertain the idea."

He shook his head, walking towards the door, "I kept you in here to keep you safe, but you stupidly decided to antagonise a vampire with your own blood, what a clever idea that was."

His voice was dismissive and heavy with sarcasm, it had been stupid, even if she hadn't been aware that it wasn't him outside the door she had known he was a vampire. What was to say he could resist her blood?

 

[TieMeTightly]

She stepped over the door as he moved out of the room, following in a huff. She wasn't really buying anything of what he'd said, though as he continued on she actually laughed in response.

"I kept you in here to keep you safe, but you stupidly decided to antagonize a vampire with your own blood, what a clever idea that was."

"Keep me safe? That's a load of bull and you know it! If someone really wanted to get in there, they would have..proven by the lack of door. It's not keeping me safe by keeping me cooped up in some room…really all you're doing is making me more angry with you."

She felt more full of life after having his blood than she'd felt in a long time, and seemed to decide that it was too good of a rush to waste.

"If it were you..you would have been mad at me..but you took him away..you stopped him..so you can resist it. See that? Look at all the confidence I have in you and your fangs."

Emma sped up a little bit in order to move in front of him again, putting a hand on his chest in an attempt to stop him.

"I just want to know what's going on…okay? I deserve that! And do you really think Charlotte will stay away from here if she realizes I didn't come home last night?" She paused a moment, her gaze dropping from his face to his chest as she pulled her hand away from his chest. "She'll probably bring the whole police force with her..well good on her. At least someone will be able to get me out of here..because I'm not staying...just so we're clear."

 

[No_such_thing]

"Well... as far as Charlotte is concerned you're fine. You rang her last night to tell her not to worry about her, that you wouldn't be home, so we don't have to worry about her for a few days. And police? In a town this size you'll have what? One armed response unit. And they'd need some pretty heavy artillery to stop us. No, I don't think anyone's going to be rescuing you anytime soon."

He'd stopped now. Her hand still resting on his chest, gently, she knew there was nothing she could do if he really wanted to continue. His blood had given her an energy rush and it had not only healed her but increased her confidence dramatically.

"Look, you're not a normal human, there's nothing you or I can do about that, you are special, probably unique, it's why your parents died, your adoptive parents would have got in the way so they died too. Truth is there is something different about your blood, something that could bring the worlds together. It's not something the Council wants to contemplate. People don't like change and you're existence threatens them with it. The Council doesn't like threats, doesn't matter whether you want to or not but you are dangerous to them. Like it or not, I'm your only hope of survival now."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Emma stared up at him with wide eyes as he calmly explained that she had miraculously called Charlotte when she was certain that she hadn't been conscious after he'd brought her back inside. He went on to jab at the size of the town and lack of resources they'd be able to bring in to actually do anything to get her out of there - though they would have to know that she was there to even come.

"I didn't..call her."

She had quieted again as he continued, trying to take in everything that he was telling her. It wasn't much, a lot of vague comments about things that she didn't understand..things that she would want him to explain to her though he didn't seem very keen on bringing her in on much of the details at all.

"Like it or not, I'm your only hope of survival now."

She refocused at those words, tilting her head slightly only to sidestep out of his way.

"Know what..I'm not hungry anymore..just the clothes would be...just great."

Again her words were quiet as she gauged his reaction, doing her best to hold back as much emotion as she could.

"I don't know who..this council is…and you haven't really explained anything about what it is you think I am…but I didn't ask you to protect me. I didn't ask you to save me last night…or…or even before. So just stop doing it."

She spoke lowly, her eyes hard as she stepped past him back into the room he had been keeping her in. Her fingers were already working to unzip her dress as she went into the bathroom, letting it drop to the ground just after slamming the door with all her might. It wasn't much, but she did manage a relatively loud slam.

Her gaze fell over the broken mirror, reaching into the shower before turning it on. She had to clear her head, and at the moment knew no way of doing that.

 

[No_such_thing]

He gazed after her for a moment, smiling slightly at her obvious anger as the door slammed hard behind her. It was pointless, angry or not there was nothing she could achieve and no way she could leave the grounds. He heard the dress crumple gently to the floor, and her walk over to the side of the bathroom. A tap squeaked and pipes gurgled as water rushed through the system, the sound of rushing water shortly followed in the bathroom.
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Marie was back in less than twenty minutes. When Dimitri had asked her to get some clothes for Emma she'd jumped at the chance to get out of the house, even if Henry had to accompany her and it was only a short trip. They made their way into town in Dimitri's car, Marie had visually measured up Emma already so she grabbed a few nondescript pairs of jeans and a couple of tops, that should be plenty for a few days. She'd trotted up to Emma's room, Dimitri had dragged Alex's chair into the room and was leaning back against the wall. Despite the drying blood not yet cleaned up and the shattered glass on the wall he still somehow managed to cultivate an air of supreme relaxation.

She paused awkwardly, the shower was still running but Dimitri was staring sightlessly out of the window, lost in thought. He barely even acknowledged her entrance, giving the barest nod of thanks. She dropped the bags on the bed, paused, thought twice about saying something and left him to his ruminations.

 

[TieMeTightly]

Emma found herself staring down at the water, watching it run red as she scrubbed the blood off of herself, blood that had poured from wounds that were no longer present. Despite the fact that she had been there to try and clear her head, she found that being alone in the shower with water pouring down on her head only left her more time to think about what had happened, and what she was left to deal with.

Reluctantly her hand reached out to the knob, turning off the water only to hear the water screech to a halt, dripping once, then twice before stopping completely. Despite her incredible clumsiness she managed to gracefully step out of the danger of a wet shower, wrapping a towel around her, fingers twisting and tucking it in the front in order to keep it in place.

She hadn't expected to see him in the room - mostly because she had thought that she had made it perfectly clear that she didn't really want anything to do with him.

"Can I help you with something?"

The rush that she'd gotten from his blood was already gone, actually having hesitated before speaking up, though she still managed to glare at him with all her might, as though doing so might burn a hole through his head.

With one hand on the towel she rummaged through the bag, tugging out a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt before turning on heel away from him, again slamming the bathroom door in order to change.

It wasn't like there was much to change into, nor was it like he hadn't seen her before, but her guard was up incredibly high at the moment. It took only a couple minutes to slip into the dark washed skinny jeans and to pull the black v-neck tee over her head, gathering the dress up in her arms before walking barefoot back into the bedroom.

She draped the dress on the bed despite it's condition, giving it a loving glance before crossing her arms over her chest, her hair damp but down, the curls that she'd worn for the masquerade reduced to wet waves.

 

[No_such_thing]

"Can I help you with something?"

This time she was less confident, almost hesitant with it, and the question had none of the attitude she had perhaps hoped to imbue it with. She had one hand holding the towel in place, but it left her shoulders and most of her legs bare, her unblemished skin drawing the eye in almost hypnotically. His eyes flicked to her once she had turned her back, and followed her back into the bathroom, stopped sharply by the slammed door.

She returned with the dress cradled almost lovingly in her arms, not that it was in any state to be worn, long jagged tears showed where the rough treatment had taken it's toll on the delicate material. She laid it on the bed, giving it one last longing glance before turning back to him, arms crossed, some semblance of that old attitude obviously returning to her.

"You asked what you are. I can tell you, now."

He cocked his head a little to one side. "Are you sure you want to know? You will not like what you hear."

 

[TieMeTightly]

She hadn't really been that interested in him or what he had to say, until he said that he could tell her what she was.

Emma took a seat on the edge of the bed, scooting back just enough that her feet no longer touched the ground. Again she found herself staring at the dress, unable to help but to frown at the condition it was in mostly because of how much she'd spent on it.

"Are you sure you want to know? You will not like what you hear."

The words caused her to scoff, pressing her palms into the mattress as she leaned back slightly, only to let her back drop to the mattress seconds later, laying her hands delicately on her stomach as her gaze settled on the ceiling.

"Honestly you should have told me from the beginning. What makes things so different that you've decided you can tell me now? And as I said…I never asked you to protect me…so I certainly don't expect you to try and protect me from this crazy truth that you're making into some cliffhanger.."

She lifted her hands, visibly restless, rubbing her eyes briefly before again sitting up. She didn't know what to do with herself, and the fact that he was just standing in the room didn't seem to ease her discomfort. She let her eyes settle on him now, her eyes narrowing as she saw his head cocked just slightly to the side, almost taunting her with the knowledge that he had as well as her ability or inability to handle it.

 

[No_such_thing]

He ignored her comments, taking a moment to leave her hanging. She was restless, shifting her stance on the bed a number of times, trying to get comfortable before finally rubbing her eyes as she sat up again, narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously. She was obviously uncomfortable with his presence, but he didn't care, it was something she was going to have to get used to.

"I am not a vampire, I am a hybrid, a cross between vampire and werewolf. I am unique, or at least I was. I've never managed to create another, it's not possible. They always die, always!"

He hesitated, there was an echo, a memory of a memory. A bitterness hovering on the edge of his tones that was ancient, almost but not quite forgotten. But it was closed, his face made it clear that he wasn't going to talk about how exactly he'd found out, or what it had cost him to do so.

"I though I was unique, but you're the same, but you're not. You're a hybrid too, half vampire half werewolf, probably more balanced than me. It's why everything has happened recently, it's all about you. I'm more powerful than all but the oldest vampires, by virtue of my wolf blood I have abilities and strengths most vampires can't even dream of. But I cannot create more of me, a new vampire needs human blood to complete the transformation but a hybrid. Human blood just isn't enough..."

He trailed off, the message clear, he needed her so that he could create hybrids, to what purpose he chose to withhold, not that it would have taken much for her to guess.

 

[TieMeTightly]

Emma found herself almost shrinking back as he began to explain everything, actually wanting to make him stop as soon as he began. She really didn't want to know - and now that it was all out in the open she found herself more confused than when she started.

"…But I cannot create more of me, a new vampire needs human blood to complete the transformation but a hybrid. Human blood just isn't enough…"

"I don't understand."

It was clear that she didn't, shaking her head before placing her index fingers against her canines.

"Not a vampire. Not undead slash…alive. I don't drink human blood. I can't run really fast and I definitely don't sparkle in the sun like in those Twilight movies. Okay I know that's a long shot for what vampires really do but still…I'm not one. So you telling me that I am really just makes me think you're a little bit on the crazy side."

She paused, letting her hands fall back to her lap before continuing.

"And I bleed! I don't heal all neat and fast like you do…so obviously your theory is wrong. And…I don't really understand why you'd want to create more of you anyway. Or why you think that my…oh." Emma got nervous then, slowly getting to her feet, facing him in order to begin backing toward the door. "You're saying..that because I'm not technically like you..but sort of am like you…because I'm still part human..that..that they need my blood? No thank you. I vote no you have to find someone else."

 

[No_such_thing]

He advanced towards her slowly, threateningly, his presence almost filling the room in front of her, his face was intimidating, the faint smile on his lips all the more disturbing for his tone of voice. "What you still haven't managed to grasp, is that you do not have a choice, you cannot vote no. There is a truer balance in you than me, I am for the greater part vampire, but you, you have all the human qualities of a werewolf, but none of their occult abilities or downfalls, though it seems that the same balance means you have none of those of the vampires. The two cancel each other out, you are pure. Important. There is no backing out."

He turned away from her, there might be others out there, but it was unlikely, and the chances of finding another were small. If there were any. Somewhere, once, there had been a true hybrid, and he had children, and they had children, but all was left was this one girl. He would make sure that her worth was not wasted, and with her, he would bring the Council down.

 

[TieMeTightly]

Emma didn't quite understand why he wanted to create more of what he was, though she also found that she had no intention of waiting around for it to happen.

It wasn't until he turned from her - after telling her there was no backing out that she turned on heel and moved out of the room. Had she not known for certain that she were human she would have thought she'd flown down the stairs, having moved so quickly to the bottom that she had barely felt her feet touch each step and then finally the landing.

Her thought process was that it was her own blood - to do what she wanted with it, and offering it up to other people wasn't something that she intended to do.

She didn't even seem to care that she was barefoot as she made it to the front door, slender fingers wrapping around the handle before thrusting it open. It was as though in her brief panic she'd not only forgotten that she was in a house full of vampires and werewolves, but that it also slipped her mind that he had speed unmatched by all of them, especially someone who was only human.

 

[No_such_thing]

Dimitri sighed, why did she insist on running. There was no way she could escape the manor, no way she could leave the grounds. But she couldn't give up, it almost had to be admired really, her tenacity and determination was near unmatched. Though pointless.

He was behind her as she opened the door, now in front of her. He caught her as she ran, almost fell out of the manor. He caught her, grasping her wrists so she couldn't fight back and simply holding her out in the cold night.

"When will you understand. I cannot allow you to leave, there is no way you can leave unless I allow it, and that I will not do, I recommend you accept that."

 

[TieMeTightly]

Her eyes were wide as he nearly appeared in front of her, finding herself again in his arms after practically falling out the door in her hurry to leave, the iron-clad grasp on her wrists causing her to wince immediately though it wasn't so much that he was hurting her as she was really just hurting herself by trying to wrench them free from his fingers immediately after being grabbed.

"When will you understand. I cannot allow you to leave, there is no way you can leave unless I allow it, and that I will not do, I recommend you accept that."

"I don't!"

She felt her heart racing simply from her attempt to get away from him, the closeness that she had craved only a night before now something that she wanted to just get away from.

And he was the picture of calm as he held onto her. She couldn't stand it.

"Get off of me!" She silently cursed his speed, cursed the fact that she was only human and comparatively she could do nothing.

It didn't take long for her to 'calm down', more or less exhaust herself, breathing heavily as she leaned against him now, though she remained completely stiff.

"Just have one of your vampires kill me…because I won't help you make any more of you! No one should have this much strength…I won't help.."

 

[No_such_thing]

"You seem to be struggling with this concept. It's rather disappointing, I had hoped you were not this dense. Whether you want to help or not is irrelevant, it is not a question of cooperation or ethics. You can either take part willingly, and not suffer, or we will take the blood from you by force."

She was breathing heavily now, exhausted from her struggle against his unmovable strength. She leant against him, but kept her body straight and stiff as a board, unyielding, but now unresisting. There was no point in her refusing, she had to accept that, and stubborn as she might be he was confident that she would... eventually.

He effortlessly picked her up, restraining her against his chest and took her back into the massive house, kicking the door shut behind him.

"Now that you've finished with your latest escape attempt have you managed to work out that it's pointless. Please don't waste mine, or your time or energy. There is no way you can leave, it would be better and easier if you could accept that."

 

[TieMeTightly]

She was frustrated with him as he spoke to her almost like she was an idiot for even trying, but she couldn't justify just sitting around and doing nothing, or sitting around and having someone bite her for her blood. Not only that but it was to change someone else into something that she was terrified of.

When he lifted her she tensed horribly, cheeks burning in embarrassment, his strong arms easily keeping her secured against his chest. He seemed annoyed with her but it was fine as she wasn't too thrilled with him at the moment either, though it was mostly her predicament that was ruining her mood.

"Don't talk to me like…like you know what's best for me in this situation.." She arched her back somewhat, trying to pry herself out of his arms.

"And put me down..I can walk all by myself I know that might be hard for you to believe seeing as you think I'm struggling with this concept and disappointing you. Just…let me down.."

She was flushed, and despite the fact that she had done well to tire herself out by trying to get away from him the last thing that she wanted to do was to be held like

"Please don't was mine, or your time or energy. There is no way you can leave, it would be better and easier if you could accept that."

"So the nice guy act was just an act and you're really a fucking prick..right? Just trying to what..get a good screw in at the masquerade..too bad I messed that up for you." She nearly spat out the words in her anger and frustration, still upset with the fact that he was holding her and even her squirming didn't help her out of his grasp, realizing easily that if he wanted her to stay put, she would very well stay put.