Again a million apologies for taking so long.

IMarriedAVampire

Why is it when you within Death's grasp, you know exactly what to do to save yourself?

"She's using you." I choked out.

He froze. "What?"

I made a notion to drop me and he released my neck. He waited a moment as I caught my breath.

"She is only using you. Once I'm dead, she is only going to want to be with Derrick, she's going to completely forget about you and your friendship with her. That's if she even thought there was a relationship there." I gasped.

He wouldn't move, it was as if he turned into a statue while I was talking.

"Louis?" I put my hand on his shoulder cautiously.

He shot me a worried glance, like he wanted to forget everything I had just said. I could see his denial turn to understanding as he dredged up memories that proved my theory to be true. She only wanted to be his friend because of his family. She had never once made any offer of friendship that didn't have strings attached. He then flung himself into my arms and started crying hysterically. I was shocked for a moment, but then patted his back and tried my best to comfort him.

While he was calming down, I was trying to figure out a way to get Derrick, Louis, and myself out of this situation. Finally, I shook him out of his funk. When he saw the look on my face, his tears stopped in their place.

"What?" he asked, hopefully.

"I know how we can get out of here." I grinned.

"How?"

"We have to make her think that you did exactly what she told you to do."

"But, how are we gonna get out of here if we do that."

He looked confused for a moment, but then understanding washed over him and he nodded at me as he inched closer to me.

The plan was in motion.

Louis walked out of the little room with blood stained on his shirt.

Jacqie reluctantly took her gaze from Derrick to him, she looked uninterested in what he was going to say, which made Louis' heart sank, knowing Claire was right. She immediately became excited when she saw the blood.

"You did it?" She hopefully asked.

Louis looked at Derrick's pained expression and hung his head. "Yes."

Jacqie squealed with delight and jumped around the room singing "Ding Dong, the Bitch is Dead".

Louis looked back to Derrick, who was quietly sobbing. Louis sighed heavily and was swept into the arms of a dancing Jacqie.

"Oh! This is just wonderful! Now we can go to our new home in Paris." Jacqie sighed.

"Paris?" Louis and Derrick exclaimed.

"Yes, it is the only city that is elegant enough for moi. Derrick snorted, but Jacqie ignored him, knowing that he would soon be hers and he would have no other choice.

"Come on Louis, let's go back and pack." Jacqie said, pulling on Louis' arm.

"Why the rush?" Louis asked

"Because, silly vamp, I wanted to catch tonight's flight, which leaves," she looked at her watch, "in five hours."

Louis stammered, "But dear, why do we need to rush? We can just spend the night here and celebrate our victory for the night."

Jacqie harrumphed when Louis called her 'dear' but considered her victory to be worth a party.
"You're right, honey," she said through clenched teeth, "we do deserve a little celebration." She smiled at Louis.

Louis turned her and started going for the door. "That's the spirit! We'll come back tomorrow for Derrick and get on the first plane for Paris."

She got annoyed, "Why are we leaving Derrick?"

"He's obviously depressed, we wouldn't want him to kill our celebratory mood would we?"

"I guess you're right." Jacqie said, "We'll come back for you tomorrow morning darling, you better get all of your tears out before then, or I will not be a happy camper."

Louis held the door open for her and then he slipped out himself, locking the door behind him.

As soon as he heard the lock click, Derrick started thrashing around the room, breaking anything he could get his hands on, which wasn't much. It didn't take long before he finally collapsed to the floor and sobbed. He looked at the door to the little room that Louis had emerged from and burst into tears all over again. When he calmed himself, he walked up to the door. He slowly put his hand on the handle, turned it and opened the door.

Jacqie was in a very good mood. She was about to be whisked away to Paris with the love of her life, and a man who would do absolutely anything just to be her friend. How could life get any better? Louis unlocked the door and she stepped inside.
"Are you ready to go to Par-ee mon amor?" she sang, looking around the room. She then became very angry.

"Where the hell is he?" She shrieked. Louis was just as shocked as Jacqie. Then their attention switched to a figure in the corner. Jacqie was alert, it was an unknown scent wafting towards her.

"Who are you? What the hell are you doing here?" Jacqie screamed at the figure.

"Aw, is that how you treat your invited guests?" the figure walked into the sunlight, making Jacqie gasp.

"What's the matter Jaciqe? Cat got your tongue?" the figure asked.

"Shut up! You know goddamn well why I am shocked to see you, Claire! Especially since you've changed" She shrieked at me.

I just chuckled and walked toward her "Oh you like my transformation? Then why don't you thank Louis, he's the one who had enough control to actually turn me without killing me."

She tried to back away, but someone stopped her and pulled her into himself. Jacqie looked to see a grinning Derrick, her eyes widened in fear.

"Louis! Help me!" Jacqie screamed, she looked to Louis, but he had an emotionless look on his face.

"It's time you learned not to use others…bitch." Louis bitterly muttered.

Jacqie's heart dropped, her only ally, turning his back on her. I finally closed the distance between myself and Jacqie, I motioned to break her neck, but something stopped me. She looked as though everything that was ever important to her has left her. She looked like…me. She looked the same way I did when Derrick left. I just couldn't bring myself to kill her. Jacqie was shocked by this gesture, but she took it as an opportunity to attack me. Fortunately, Derrick still held her down and Louis snapped her neck. Derrick then let her limp body drop to the floor while Louis went to get the gasoline. Derrick looked at me, I smiled at him and he held me against his body. I wrapped my arms around him and just took in his scent, trying my best to ignore the smell of a burning corpse.

We soon left the building and went home. Derrick went inside while I stayed outside with Louis for a few moments.

"Thank you." I whispered to him.

"For what?" he asked.

"For not killing me when you had the chance." I chuckled.

He didn't laugh, "I personally think what I did is worse than to have killed you. "

"How can that be? It's thanks to you that I can spend an eternity with Derrick, Sophie, Nathaniel, and my new best friend." I said grabbing his hand.

He looked at our hands and a giant grin spread across his face. It made me giggle, we then started laughing together. I pulled on his hand to follow me as we went inside. I couldn't stop smiling, knowing that there is nothing that could possibly ruin this new life of mine when I have such wonderful people surrounding me.

~~~The End~~~

Wow, it feels so weird that this story is over. It feels great to finally finish, don't get me wrong, but I'm going to miss writing about these characters. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I have writing it.

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