Sorry I am posting this so late in the day. Work had me out late last night and I really just got up about an hour ago 🙂
This one is from a short Ekatarine Story I wrote several years ago. Kat is one of my original characters. She will eventually see print, I’m just not sure in what form yet 🙂
Some swearing in this one.
I was about to share my thoughts with Alex and Charity when I felt the cold steel of a semi auto pressed against my temple. I froze. Shit.
“Charity?” Alex said.
“She’s a fucking vampire, Alex.”
“Uh, if I am then holding a gun to my head is probably not in your best interest,” I felt I had to interject.
I turned to look at her, the gun now pointed at the middle of my forehead. It was a tad uncomfortable.
“Because I’ll do this,” I grabbed the gun, pointing the barrel at the ceiling and pulled Charity to me, shielding my body from Alex with hers, all faster than they could follow.
“Charity,” Alex whispered. I could see the panic in his eyes.
“Next time Charity, don’t hesitate, just pull the trigger,” I whispered into her ear. We still didn’t want to attract attention.
“I… I wasn’t sure.” She was panicking too and they were both damn lucky I had good control and wasn’t interested in killing either one of them. Yet. She had, after all, hesitated.
“If I were anyone else you’d be dead because of that hesitation. Don’t ever forget it.”