My Enemy [BL]
It was the sound of low, male voices coming from somewhere deeper in the building that made my blood run cold.
They were close, too close and laughing.
The sound raised the tiny hairs on the back of my neck.
"No, no, no..." I whispered, terrified that if I spoke any louder, they’d hear me.
Before I could finish that thought, the memories crashed into me like a tidal wave: Alex grabbing me, Carlisle looking like a demon, Patrick pushing the needle into my arm, my scream drowned by his palm. The world tipped. Their voices echoed.
And then...darkness.