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The inspiration for this chapter:

1. (You Drive Me) Crazy - Britney Spears

2. Swan Lake - Pas De Deux - Black swan

Enjoy ❤

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Antonio's lips leave my neck as he asks in a harsh tone - "What did you say?"

"Nothing." - For some reason, I feel like I have to hide William's name from him.

"I am not stupid, puppy." - His chuckle is sinister. - "You said something. The question now is - why are you trying to hide it from me?"

"Just finish me." - I murmur, not daring to open my eyes to look at him.

"Oh no, puppy, I am not in a hurry " - I feel his cool fingertips against my throat. - "I am going to enjoy every second of this."

His statement terrifies me. I want to run so badly, but I am frozen. I can't even flinch away. I have never experienced this type of fear before. It paralyzes me. He is going to take his time with me and all I want him to do is to finish me.

"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF OF HER!" - A loud yell snaps me out of my frozen state. Antonio's body is pulled away from mine immediately.

I open my eyes. First thing I see is furious William holding his arms on Antonio's shoulders. I notice as his colourful eyes turn into pure black, and as his iris glowers teal. His lethal stare felt painful and piercing as if his glare was enough to destroy Antonio without even putting hands on him. The person in front of me doesn't resemble William I know. The person in front of me is a beast and he is ready to kill. But, for some reason, I feel relief. I feel safe. I trust him more than I should. Even after what has happened earlier today I am happy to see him.

"We just had fun." - Antonio's teasing glare focuses on me. - "Ain't it right, puppy?"

"Don't call me that you sick asshole!" - I scream at the top of my lungs, suddenly feeling brave. 

My reaction seems to anger William even more. - "I am going to kill you this time, Antonio." -He hisses.

What does he mean he is going to kill him? He can't kill vampires unless he is a Keeper. Doesn't he know that?

William positions his hand on Antonio's chest and something that resembles black cloud surrounds them. I look closer. It looks like it is coming out of Antonio's body and it is being absorbed by William's hand into William's body. The longer this goes on, the paler and weaker Antonio gets. Now I am sure that William is killing him. He is taking his soul. Is that what William is? A Keeper? 

"You kil-l me, she dies too." - Antonio's voice is shaking. He is not so full of himself anymore. - "You wouldn't wan-t to se-e her dead, now, wou-ld yo-u?" - By the way he said I know that he is talking about someone else, not me. Who is she? William's expression changes. He is thinking about what he should do. She is trying to make a decision. Just like that, the dark cloud disappears and Antonio drops to the ground. He is out of breath, but he still looks up at William and smirks. -  "Thought so."

Who is she? Is that someone William loves? Is that why he can't have feelings for me?

"Stay away from what's mine." - William's response surprises me. Is he implying that I am his? I bite my lip to stop myself from grinning like an idiot. - "I am not asking. She is more important than anything else and if it comes to it I will kill you for her."

"Well, you must be very good in bed if William is showing this side of him." - Antonio's gaze is on me and his eyes are inspecting my body. I hug my body. I feel so uncovered. - "Too bad I didn't have enough time to try it."

"GO!" - William snarls.

"I will go." - Antonio slowly gets up. - "And I will spend the rest of my night fucking her, but I will be thinking of you, puppy."

"I AM LOSING MY PATIENCE!" - William snaps, producing inhuman scream. - "GET LOST!"

Antonio chuckles as he walks away from us. As soon as he is out of sight, William's eyes focus on me. They roam from my head to my feet. I put my hands down so he can get a better look. I don't feel the need to cover myself in front of him. I want him to look at me, I don't know if he was serious about his words, but I feel like I do belong to him. I want to belong to him. I am actually happy that Tracy chose this dress. I want to be sexy for him. He licks his bottom lip. I am doing something to him, but I can't quite understand what. And just the way he is looking at me is making me feel wanted and it sending some strange sensation in my private parts.

"Thank you." - I smile at him. 

"What the fuck are you wearing?" - He snarls, his eyes are widening.

"I.."

I don't even have time to answer when he pins his body on mine. One of his hands grab the back of my head and the other one settles on my hip. Once again, I am against the wall, but I am not even slightly afraid. Just the opposite - I am aroused. What is wrong with me?

"Why are you here dressed like one of their sluts?" - He spits out. - "Are you looking for the attention you don't get at home here? Do you want to be one of their sex slaves?"

His words are like a sharp knife straight to my heart. Does he think that I am the type of a girl who would go around looking for a fuck buddy? - "That is none of your business!" - I yell back at him.

"Answer my damn question Anessa, I am not fucking playing with you." - His hands leave my hip and he slams it against the wall next to me.

"You are nobody to me, I don't have to explain myself to you." - I scream, tears rolling down my cheeks at this point. No. No. I don't want him to see me cry.

He murmurs something and next thing I know are his lips on mine. Instantly he pushes his tongue into my mouth and finds mine. The kiss is intense from the start. It is different than before, he is showing me the desire he feels while he is playing with my tongue. I put my hands around his neck and he slips his hands on the back of my dress squeezing my bottom tightly.

"Shit." - He mumbles into my mouth. - "Why the fuck do I want you this much?"

He continues kissing me and I ask myself the same question. Why do I want him this much? Why do I want things I have never wanted before? Our kiss is passionate, it is burning every cell of my body and it feels so freaking great. He leaves me out of breath and as he gives me time to recover, his lips slide to my neck, gently biting it.

"Let's take this to my car."- He  suggests.

"I don't want to lose my virginity in your car." - I know this is it. I don't care about the fact that I don't know him that well and that I might make a huge mistake, but at this moment it feels right and I can't imagine anyone else to whom I would be willing to lose that part of myself. But I don't want it to happen in the car. I want it to be more than just quick sex in the car. - "Can't you take me to bed at least?"

"You are adorable." - He giggles. - "We won't have sex. We can do other stuff."

"What other stuff?" - I look at him questionably. I don't have much experience, but what else can we do?

"Oh, so innocent." - He brings his hands up and cups my cheeks. The warmness of his touch is enough to make me melt. - "You really haven't had a boyfriend before."

"I already told you I haven't." - I roll my eyes. Why is he doubting this?

"And why is that?"

"Because I have never liked anyone before you." - I admit. I know that my cheeks are tomato red, but I can't help, but to be honest.

"Is that so?" - He smirks, but almost instantly his expression turns back to angry. - "So, you don't like Antonio?"

"What?" - Is he being serious? Why is he even asking me something like this? Is he jealous? - "Of course not. Are you out of your mind? He just tried to kill me."

"He wanted to do much worse things to you than that." - His breathing quickness. Oh no, he is going back to furious. I don't want him like that. I put my hands on his face and gently trace it. I haven't touched his face before. It feels nice under my fingers. Perfect. Like some very expensive silk that can keep you warm. He relaxes under my touch and mutters. - "Good thing I showed up on time to stop it."

That makes me wonder. - "Why are you here?"

"I was in the neighbourhood." - He shrugs.

"Why?" - I furrow my eyebrows. Was he here because of that girl Antonio mentioned.

"You didn't answer my question, why would I answer yours?" - He huffs.

"I will answer yours if you answer mine."

"You answer first."

"Let's play paper, scissors, rock and whoever loses answers first." - I sound like a child, but that is how I solve things with my mother. Oh shit! My mother. I should really call her before she sends FBI to look for me.

My suggestion amuses him and he starts to laugh. Is this too childish for him?

"Why are you laughing?" - I frown.

"Because you are probably the only person that can beat me in that game." - He explains.

"How come?"

"You are impossible to read." - He sighed.

"What.."

"Play." - He cuts me off because I have time to ask for an explanation.

We play it. He forms a rock and I form a paper. I win.

"You are the winner." - He points out.

"Yes." - I nod. - "Now answer my question."

"Well, the thing we did in the woods today gave me a hard-on that just doesn't want to go away no matter what I do so I thought if I got laid I might finally solve my problem." - He obviously struggles to say this in the nicest way possible, but it is too late. I am heartbroken. He does this with everybody.

"Oh." - I choke it out. I lean on the wall and focus my glare on the ground. What did I expect? Of course he is going to find another to replace me. He doesn't care about me. He just wants to get laid.

"This is the best place for that." - He continues speaking, making me feel worse and worse and worse. - "Girls in this club are great sexual partners and.."

"Stop talking!" - I yell. - "I don't need details."

"Are you jealous?" - He lifts my chin up to look at me in the eyes.

"No, I am not." - I shake my head.

He throws his head back laughing. He doesn't believe me for a second. Yes, I am crazy jealous and I want to kill every single girl in that club. How often does he come here? With how many girls has he slept? Grr! I hate this.

He returns his attention to me. He bows down to gently nibble on my neck. I shiver and forget about his reasons for coming here. I want more of him.

Like he knows what I am thinking, his hands roam my body and stop right on the spot I need him to touch. I gasp when his hand make contact with my sex through the flimsy fabric of my panties. I know that I am very wet down there and embarrassed because he knows that now too. He freezes when he feels it. He distances himself from me and his expression is serious. He keeps clenching and unclenching his fists. Is he disgusted by that? But how he has sex if he doesn't like the girl to be wet? What is going on? Am I supposed to be wet?

"You said you don't like him." - He shouts.

"Of course I don't." - What is going on? I am confused. 

"Why are you wet then?" - He crosses his arm expecting the explanation.

"Wh-at?" - I divert my gaze from him to the ground. Does he think the situation in my pants is caused by Antonio? He is delusional.

"Did he make you come like I did?" - His body is again against mine, fuming with anger. His hands touch every curve of my body roughly. He squeezes my breasts and ass as if he is showing me that it belongs to him. - "Did he touch you there? Did you want to fuck him?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" - I put my hands on his strong chest trying to push him away. He is acting like a psychopath. He doesn't even flinch from my try. That annoys me and I find myself explaining the situation to him instead of running away like normal humans. - "The only way I could get wet from him is if I pissed myself. And for your information, your presence alone is enough to make me wet as you like to put it."

"I did it?" - He asks cautiously.

"Yes." - I nod.

"Don't lie to me!" - He growls. What is wrong with this guy?

"What has gotten into you?" - My voice has a hard edge. - "You came here to sleep with some random vampire and you are accusing me of having anything sexual with that monster."

"You know about vampires?" - He is clearly surprised. Oh shit. I forgot he doesn't know. - "But your grandma didn't tell you how is it possible...?"

"Don't change the subject!" - I order. - "I should be asking who is that girl Antonio mentioned earlier. Is she your girlfriend or something? Some old flame that is now with Antonio?"

"It is nothing like that, I assure you." - He whispers. - "Now, tell me who told you about vampires? Do you know about me?"

I wish I knew anything about him, but I don't. As soon as I go back home I am going to ask Tracy about William. I am done with games. She is going to tell me everything.

"Do I have to ask you everything twice?" - He is annoyed.

"Anessa, what the hell are you doing??" - Before I have time to answer, Tracy's voice echoes through the empty street. - "We came here to look for my soul not for you to get nasty with Turner again..."

William's body stiffens, his eyes widen. He looks like he can hear her. He turns around and I see her standing behind us. He is looking straight at her in disbelief. - "Tracy?"

"You can see her?" - I gasp.

William nods.

"But how?" - Tracy inspects. - "I tried before and you couldn't..."

"I should have known that you are the one who brought her into this mess. Antonio was on a verge of turning her into his own sex slave because of you." - William's voice got a dangerous note. Well, good think Tracy is dead. - "What were you thinking? You brought her completely defenceless."

"Well good thing you showed up and took his place." - She pouts. - "It is not okay to control her mind to get her to fuck you, Turner."

"I can't control her mind. Even if I could I would never do something like that. It would be rape " - So he can control minds? I knew it.

"What do you mean you can't?" -inquires. - "I thought your gift is to get into people's heads. You are a Keeper..."

"It doesn't work on her for some reason." - He interrupts her.

"Could it be because she is your soul?"

"No. Henry and Jane can use their powers on each other." - And just like that, I lost myself in their conversation. Can somebody just explain to me what is going on? William glances at me and noticing my shocked expression he changes the subject. - "What are you doing with her Tracy?"

"Can't you read it from my mind?"

"You are dead, I am not getting clear signals. Your mind is a mess." grits his teeth. - "Now, answer."

"She was the only person who could see me before this moment and I needed her help to find my soul." - Tracy answers. - "But now that you can see me too, I would prefer your help, no offence, Anessa."

"I am not helping you with anything." - William disagrees. - "Why would I? Especially, after you put her in danger."

"Because I will keep putting her in danger if you don't."

"She is not your fucking toy, Tracy." - Why does William care about my welfare? What does being his soul mean?

"I know that, Turner, but I lost my soul and I feel less like myself by every minute that passes." - Tracy's voice is pained. - "I just need that shit back so I can move on."

"And how can I help you?"

"For starters tell me what happened that night in the woods?" - I gasp in shock as I realise that he was there that night. Did he hurt Tracy? - "Why did you manipulate my memory?"

"You don't want to remember what truly happened that night." - He avoids the answer.  "Trust me, I don't want to remember it either."

"You know who ki-lled me?" - She sniffles.

"No, I don't. I lost you after I erase your memory and restrained your werewolf boyfriend who almost killed you."

"John?" - She looks shocked. - "But he is not a werewolf."

"Yes, he is and let's just leave it at that." - There is something big that he is hiding about that night and I am not sure Tracy would be able to accept whatever he has to say. Did John kill her? - "You can't handle what has happened that night."

"How do you know that he didn't kill me?" - She barely asks.

"Because I tied him up. I spent the night guarding him. I let him go in the morning when the change was finished. He was remorseful and I couldn't see ant intention in his mind to try to hurt you or anyone else." - William says tensely. - "But, he decided to go back into the woods on the night after because he didn't see you at school. He was angry. I decided to follow him, but I was distracted by her. She was there alone and I felt attraction I felt from the first second I saw her. My whole being was telling me to take her soul, to take her. I eas following her around the woods when she stumbled upon your body. She lay there defeated for some time and after that she started to run. I was running after her still not sure what to do. Until John came out of nowhere and attacked her. He wanted to kill her. If I wasn't there..."

"Stop!" - She interrupts him. Panic is evident on her face. - "I don't want to know more."

Tracy looks shaken, heartbroken. If this is a better version of the tthat than I really can't imagine how she would accept the truth.

Wait. William was there when I found Tracy. He saved me. He also wanted to hurt me, but he didn't. Whatever he feels towards me was stronger than his need to hurt me. Just like in the symphony.

"What are you William?" - I ask. - "What is your power?"

"Later Anessa." - He answers simply not taking his eyes of Tracy. - "Your soul, it's here."

"How do yo-u know?" - She gulps.

"I can feel it." - He replies in a low, intense voice. - "That is why I can see you. Your soul is making your spirit stronger."

"Why are we standing here?" - Tracy questions impatiently. - "Let's go."

"You stay here with Anessa. I am going to take care of it." 

"No!" - I protest. I don't want to be with  an unreliable ghost in the middle of vampire nest. It got me almost killed. - "I have to go with you. I don't feel safe here."

"You are not safe with him either." - Tracy rolls her eyes.

"Neither am I with you." - I snap at her. She is the one who said that she will put me in danger over and over again because she can. - "You brought me here, not caring what might happen to me. He wanted to hurt me, I could feel it. He fed off of my fear." - My eyes begin to water and William pulls me iintoan embrace before I start crying. 

"I am here now, Nessa." - There is something sweet about the way he said my nickname for the first time. - "Nobody is going to hurt you. I would give my life to save yours, don't you ever doubt that."

He kisses my forehead and distances himself from me.

"We will all go." - William decides. - "Did you teach her any spells?"

"She sucks." - Tracy responds unsimpathetically.

"She is new." - William sighs. - "Give her time. She was raised as a human, not a witch."

"Whatever."

"You will stay behind me and do whatever I tell you." - William demands. - "Am I clear, Anessa?"

I nod. He takes my hand and start walking deeper into the alley. He lets go of my hand when his eyes meet a strange,