…ZOE POV…
I grab my close in the corner and rush out the door. The icy wind of the night cools my heated body as I make my way to the nearest alley. Once I am finally in the cover of darkness, I drop my body to the floor and start crying. Every single second of every moment plays like a film over and over in my head.
"Oh Zoe, what have you done?"
After sitting in the darkness for a while, I make my way down the deserted road that leads to my house. I know I have messed up, but I am too scared to go back to see how badly I have done it this time again. I need to get Teagen to come with me and check. The last time we moved it was my fault, I got too close to a man and ended up hurting him real bad. I fear I might have hurt Foster just as badly too.
When I walk through the door, the first thing Teagen sees is the trouble on my face. "Zoe, what is the matter? I have been worried sick about you." She runs over to me and pulls me in her embrace. "Where have you been?"
"I was with Foster." My voice is shaky and I am still finding it very much hard to breathe.
"What did the asshole do now? What did he do to upset you so?"
I hesitate for a moment or so, my heart hurts to tell her the truth but my head knows that I have to. "O,h Teagen. It is not him, it is me. I think I have hurt him."
Pure horror sets in her face for she immediately knows what I am referring to. "Where? Take me to him."
"At his house. We were at his house. We were..."
She stops me before I can say another word, she knows what I am about to say, but she needs to ask. "What happened?"
"The same as always." The tears start streaming down my face like a river that has just burst its banks. It is so sad that we can have a conversation and not need to complete the words. It has happened so often, if it is not me then it is Teagen. I should have known it would happen, the minute I get close to a man, I put him in danger. I either put him in hospital for what is weeks or do it much more instant, I end up killing him. Something that I did not tell Foster.
Teagan, seeing the turmoil playing over in my mind, grabs her coat and head for the door, "Come, let's go. Can you remember how to get there?"
"Yes."
…FOSTER POV…
My god, I thought I was going to die, I mean what the fuck? But let us forget about the fact that the woman nearly killed me, and go to the part where the damn sex was amazing.
But now she has run away again, and I have no idea where to find her. Somehow I don't think she shall ever go to that same alley again. I should have gotten her last name, or at least her phone number.
I walk on over to the bar and pour myself two straight shots, I drop in three blocks of ice and head back over to the couch. The thought did not leave my mind for a second…
How am I going to find Zoe?
After another shot of whiskey, I put on some mellow music and head out onto the deck. Here I can get a full view of the city,wh ere I can be free. But here I cannot help but wonder which one of the specks down there is her. She must be out there somewhere so terrified and alone, she probably thinks she has hurt me when all she gave me was a fright.
Maybe I should go look for her? But where do I even start? The direction she said her home is? But that is like a hundred different ways, and even if I had luck, it shall take me days. I need to see her now or maybe she shall come back again to see if I am okay?
After throwing back my final shot, I look up at the clock on the wall and I am shocked. I have been so captivated in this night, I have not slept and the sun is coming up. I rush on over to my room to get myself ready for the day.
I slip off my black boxers and step into the shower. The water runs down my hair, all over my body. The droplets do nothing but accentuate my strong shoulders, it glistens off my arms and trickles down my chest. I watch the droplets travel further down my chest, down to my semi-erect length. God how I wish Zoe was here now, there is nothing more I would love to do than conquer her with this.
Once I am done scrubbing myself down, I head out to the basin to shave. As I look up at the clock in the room again, the time now is near six, I need to get out of here and very soon. I have a meeting at seven and I cannot be late. Not paying much attention to what I do, I nip my chin and the blood comes flowing down in a tiny stream. I grab the closet towel to stop it from dripping on the floor, once it is finally settled, I drop it on the bed. I quickly change into one of my suits, slap some cologne on, and head out the door.
I shall go look for Zoe after my meetings today.
….ZOE POV…
As we make our way to Foster's home, I keep playing the whole scene over in my head. Damn the sex was amazing until I had to go turn. How am I supposed to break this curse if I cannot get close to a man without getting him hurt?.
I look to Teagen that has been watching me thinking. "Teagen why do things have to be this way? Why was it us down that alley that day?"
Teagen stops and turns to me. She rests her soft hands on my shoulders and breathes in a deep breath before she speaks. "It was me Zoe, not you. If I did not run in that alley then none of these would have happened."
"That is where you are wrong. You should not run down an alley and get bitten by a monster."
"But is that not what we are now? Monsters?"
I stare beyond her shoulder at the people walking by and cannot but help and think of better times. "We were human before. And we can be human again."
"Yes, how is that working out for us Zoe? I have stopped counting how old I am."
"Teagen, I wish I knew there is a better way to do this. We just need to have faith that Breyden finds a way to break this curse."
"And then until that time we keep on killing our lovers. How exciting is that to look forward to?"
I ignore the sarcasm in her voice and return my attention to what we came to this side of town in the first place. We are now standing in front of Foster's penthouse and I don't see the guard in his place.
I pull Teagen by the arm in the direction of the door. "It is here. Let's go quick before the guard comes back."
As we make our way up in the elevator to the top floor, the fear turmoils around in my stomach. I don't know what to expect and if it is even as bad as I think. I am preparing myself for the worst, but all of me wants him to be alive. Somehow I don't think I will be able to forgive myself for this one. I really did like him a lot, there was a big part of me that actually saw that I can have a future with him. He seem to have understood but that was before I turned on him too.
We are now in front of his door, should I knock or just break-in? That in itself is even worse, I am breaking into a man's apartment that I only met the night before.
Teagen goes to knock at the door, she waits several seconds and knocks again. It is only just after six, surely he must be home. Then again is he alive?
"Try again."
Teagen knocks again and then another two times again. "He is either dead or not here."
"Geez Teagen thanks for the reassurance. Do you think you can open the door?"
"Is there anything I cannot open?"
I wave her off as she has the door open in less than the time that it would take me to answer. We slowly step in and it seems eerily quiet. I can smell his musky cologne thick in the air, it takes me back to only a few hours ago when I had my head nestled in his chest. But smelling his cologne does not mean he is alive, if he is not here then he must be in his bed.
"Where did you guys...."
I stop Teagen before she can finish her sentence and show her toward his bedroom. We both move sneakily quietly until we are standing in front of his bed. But the bed is empty. It only takes me a second to smell it as Teagen lifts it off the bed.
"Zoe I think you have a problem." She points to the bloody towel."
I drop to my knees and the howl from the deep of my throat.
"No Foster, no"