Jessica's POV

Damn.

Damndamndamn.

Vincent had caught me. Right now I was asleep in a hospital ward, but who knew what kind of punishment Vincent had in plan for me?

Hannah lay in the bed beside me, eyes closed, a smile on her face, hair sprawled all over her pillow. A blond, the one who'd taken her to the dance (I'd seen him through the door), William, i thought his name was, stood at her side, stroking her hair.

Pervert.

I slammed on the glass. Why was it I always seemed to be behind glass every-bloody-time I woke up in this place?

I felt my head spinning as I slammed, trying to grab the attention of someone, ANYONE, who could help me. Unfortunetly, the face that came to me next actually scared the shit out of me.

Vincent's face slammed down against the glass quickly, eyes sharp. I yelped and almost pulled the tubing off, but luckily I managed to steady myself.

Vincent smirked, and I hated him. It was plain as crystal, he was proving himself to be a cold-hearted dick. It was only then I noticed the boy - Jacob, wasn't it? - who saved me last time.

I hammered, shouting his name. Jacob turned and laughed. Vincent sighed, saying something to him, before turning back to me. And Jacob didn't do ANYTHING. I felt betrayed.

Help me dear Lord if you can, but I don't think even you can save me from this one.

The glass made a hollow voice, you know that noise things make when they've been cut off from oxygen and loads just floods into the area? I gasped and squirmed weakly as he picked me up bridal style, so I just settled with glaring at him.

Unfortunatly, that didn't faze him.

"sh, love. You're disturbing the help," he whispered to me.

"she suits you just fine," William laughed, stroking Hannah's hair back. I knew if she'd been awake she would of shouted her head off at him, but I was glad she was temporally un-punished.

I just growled. Who did he think he was? I suited VINCENT? Hell to the fuck no.

Vincent carried me off to the room I'd stayed in. The sight of it sickened me... bad memories filling my head. Oh well, at least Hillary was still safe.

Wasn't she?

Vincent sighed, siting on the edge of the bed.

"I'm going to punish you, you know that, right?"

I nodded, and even though I rarely ever cried in public I felt tears in my eyes then. Why didn't he just take me to that room?

"but not now." I gasped as he told me. Why was he doing this? I know it sounded silly but couldn't we just get it over with?

"Jessica I know what your thinking and the answer is you're pained, you're tired and what is the point of punishing you if there's no pleasure from it?"

I gulped. Was he suggesting HE was going to take the punishment out this time? Oh crap I was hating him more and more per second. Was he going to somehow age-accelerate me like he had Hillary and Hannah? I hadn't had time to ask them how it worked.

And then he had fangs. Proper FANGS. I gulped. Yey, so vampires did exist. I could get Hannah back later-

What. The. Fuck. Why the hell was I thinking about that NOW?

And then I blacked out.

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Hillary's POV

I screamed when Maryam told me.

"why did they go out?! Now those ducks have them AGAIN..."

Maryam gulped. "um... you know those guys? They were inspecting before... were they really looking for Jessica and Hannah? What did they do wrong?"

"They didn't do anything..." Katy butted in, sighing.

We were on the way to English... though I knew now that if they'd be found, then Jacob would stop at NOTHING to find me. Oh. My. God.

Was I going to be taking AGAIN?

Wow. I needed to stop predicting things, because for some reason they just always had to be RIGHT.

Jacob. Hand. Shoulder. Damn.

***

Katie's POV

Oh damn oh damn oh damn oh damn how had they found us? I was sick of these dicks appearing when things finally went right.

But, OMG, he wasn't looking at Hillary. He was looking at ME.

By the look on her face, I knew she thought Jacob was going to take me now, but to her obvious suprise, she grabbed us both.

"Hillary, I'm disopointed... I WOULD kill her... but Katy, you are needed. Badly. I can't believe this... anyway, to get my actions through, I will kill this one instead."

And then he bit Maryam. BIT her. But she... she DIED. Just fell on the floor and her chest stopped moving.

She hadn't even had time to be scared. And we didn't either, as Jacob through us into the back of a van without a second thought.