yupp definitely made more sense the second time around! i missed the last paragraph! my badd.. X)

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Chapter 23: Giving In Or Giving Out

Lily's POV

"What's the matter, love?" Beckett asked innocently but with a malicious smile that tainted everything about his tone. I slowly picked myself up from the floor.
"Did you do what I think you did?" I demanded while trying very hard to keep myself from lashing out at him. Beckett sat down on the bed I had been sleeping in.
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. Questions and questions are all on your mind, aren't they dear?" He slide one hand along the comforter as he spoke.
"Yes, they are. Now if you would be so kind as to answer them before I decide to murder you right now." I said through clenched teeth. Beckett patted the spot next to him on the bed. I glared at him.
"I can stand," I snapped at him. He put his hands up in a 'I surrender' motion and then began.
"Your blood tastes very good, Lilian. I never would have dreamed of something more intoxicating. I could tell that you would tast wonderful just by smelling you but never in my wildest-"
"GET ON WITH IT!" I shouted, cutting him off. He made an annoyed face and then coughed a little.
"I considered it, but you are not a vampire. Not yet anyway. I decided to extend your time a little. However, I noticed something I was previously unaware of. Ryan marked you?" He said with an eyebrow raise. I subconciously slide my hand from the fresh bite marks to Ryan's mark.
"Why is it any of your concern?" I asked bitterly. Beckett laughed once and then he was in front of me, inches from my face.
"Because, if he's marked you, then you are the one thing he loves most. How tragically romantic would it be for him to become a Dandy for you? I think it would be quite poetic indeed." He grinned. I removed my hand from my neck and looked at it for moment.
"You also think it's cool to wear that stupid hat." I commented then promptly pulled my fist back and punched him the face. I immediately pulled it back from the pain but I grinned despite it. Twice in twenty four hours, I think we're doing good here people. Beckett staggered back and as I looked up I noticed a small trickle of blood streaming out of on of his nostrils. Score one for Lily.
"Now, now, that was simply uncalled for," Beckett said with a quiet hiss. Suddenly, I felt my entire body slam hard into the wall by the bed.
"Fuck." I groaned, my eyes squeezed tight in pain. I opened them and Beckett stared down at me with black eyes. He had my arms pinned above my head but I stared back at him defiantly.
"Such harsh language and actions, Lilian." He commented lowly and moved his face very close to mine. My insides crawled with disgust.
"Sorry Becks, but you kind of ask for them on a silver platter." I shrugged. Beckett smiled toothily and then instantly slapped me across the face. A bruise is going to form on that bruise....
"That's so unlady like. You should learn to honor and respect the men who take care of you." He whispered and then leaned his face completely into mine. He connected our lips and started kissing me. I didn't react. Then, he slipped his tongue into my mouth, to which I did react, and quite beautifully if I do say so myself. I waited patiently for him to try to shove his disgusting mouth meat down my throat and then with all the hate I'd ever had for anyone, I bit down. He shrieked and pulled his bloody tongue out.
"God, I have never met anyone more completely disgusting!" I laughed and broke into hysterics. Beckett, who was across the room now, nursing his bleeding mouth, turned and shot me a death glare. I made faces at him.
"You shouldn't have done that Lilian. I'm trying very hard to not bite you again, but you are making it very difficult for me to decide against turning you now." He said with anger drenching his words. I flinched at the thought but then shrugged.
"It's unavoidable. You are going to turn me before I have any hope of getting out. You're just playing with me right now. I have no reason to honestly believe that I can leave here human. No matter what I do, I'll get turned. It doesn't matter anymore." I countered. Beckett sauntered back towards me.
"Oh, but it does matter, Lilian. Because you see, the longer you are here, human, the less time you spend being owned completely by me. If you think I'm terrible now, while you are fragile and weak, think of how much worse after life, when you are not so delicate, will be. I have to be careful with you right now, if I break you, you could die or become useless. If you are a vampire, you'll be able to withstand more than this sorry human form of yours." He explained as he started cornering me back to the wall.
"I could take absolutely everything from you, and then I could take more. But wait, I just had a thought."
"Don't hurt yourself," I warned. Beckett ignored my sarcasm.
"It's not what I do to you that hurts you, is it? It's what I do to the people you love. Tell me, what would you do if Terra died?" He questioned quietly.
"You said you'd stay away from them." I said instantly.
"I said, I'd stay away from Vegas if you'd prefer. You didn't respond so I took that as Vegas. If they leave Vegas they are free game. What about Ryan, what if I were to make you drive a stake through his heart? I can do that you know, hypnosis is a power all Dandies have, it's something I quite enjoy." He smiled. I took a step backwards and a rush of memories flooded me.
"I'm going to have to burst your ego here Becks, not every girl you meet is so susceptible to your mind games. You should really try being less controling." I advised and then made my way to the door. Where could Brent be?
"Well perhaps, but I'm quite powerful. In any case, I will destroy you, Lilian. You are mine now, and I will conquer you. In fact, how about we begin now?" He proposed and then disappeared. All I heard was the faint sound of the door being locked from the outside.
"Well, fuck."
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Brent's POV

I had been lying on this damned bed for hours. I shook in pain and a cold sweat ran down my body. Everything hurt. I could only force myself against every pain receptor in my body, to look up at a mirror and check the damage. Beckett had not been thrilled when he came into my room hours ago, after finishing his "walk" Lily, and found out that I would rather die than tell him anything. Nope, not thrilled in the least. I suppose torture is better than becoming a vampire though.
"C'mon Brent, where are your famous vampire slaying skills now?" I asked myself as I decided to sit up. Just as I did though, a metal rod came and slammed into my head. I fell back on the bed and felt a stream of blood go down my forehead.
"So I see you've still got will power left in you, Brent." A voice said from above me. I opened my tightly shut eyes and Mike, with a few other Dandies, looked down at me. I groaned and tried to bring my leg closer to the edge of the bed. Mike noticed.
"Nope, sorry Brent. Bill wants you almost dead. So, we're here to beat you within an inch of your life, kay? Hold him down." Mike ordered and then the Dandies all grabbed my limbs. They removed me from the bed and placed me on the floor. I took in a shaky breath and waited. Mike made a brief comment about needing to work off some steam and then proceeded to kick me repeatedly in the ribs.
"You know, if you would just listen to him, this could have been avoided." Mike murmured. I opened my eyes and used one of my pinned hands to flip him off. Mike gave an extra hard kick into my side and a sickening crack filled my ears. I bit into my lip to hold back any sounds of pain.
"I can see this is going to take awhile. Dammit it all." Mike sighed.
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Lily's POV

Three days, twelve hours, and twenty six minutes. I glanced back over at the clock. Twenty seven minutes. Beckett had, had me locked in here for days. He had offered me food and water through the door, if I'd do as he says. I made a poorly drawn stick figure with fangs being staked by another stick figure with fangs and slipped it under the door. He kicked the door and I haven't heard from him since. To make things worse thoughts of friends and family continually raced back to me. Thoughts of Maggie, Lithiel, and Brent. All the people I'd ever saved from vampires, all the people I failed to save. Previous arguements with Pete over silly things like politics and the meaning of life. The worst though, was when my thoughts brought me to Ryan. They never failed to always return to him. Everytime I thought I could whisk myself away from him, my thoughts would return. Mirages of him taunted me in my pitiful state and his voice echoed my fears. In these moments, I could only beg some nonexistent figure of higher power to stop. Eventually I would be teased with a momentary peace and I could only hope for the chance to fall into the blessing and burden of sleep....

I brought my stake up, between the axe and Terra's head. Using all of my strength I held it there. Somebody muttered a choice swear word and then lights kicked on in the mansion. Spencer Smith jumped away from the axe and Brendon Urie smiled lazily from his place on a grand piano.
"Where's Walker and Ross?" I questioned with fake curiousity. I just want to stake Ross.
"Ooh, somebody is wondering where Ryho is. He's waiting for you upstairs I do believe. There are three floors though, you may just have to check every room above this level." Brendon mused and I narrowed my eyes.
"Tell her now, Brendon. We have our own score to settle, do we not?" Terra asked and I side-glanced at her. She was looking at Brendon with a fury I'd never seen before.
"Fine, fine. You girls are always so damn serious, never any fun to be had. Ryho is on the top floor. If I know him, he's in the art room." Brendon advised and then started to play a quiet song on the piano. Terra turned and nodded to me.
"Can you handle them both?" I asked. Leaving her to face them both alone could be disastorous.
"Who said you were going to make it up there?" A voice asked from right behind us. We both whipped around and as we turned we were thrown backwards. Our backs collided with the floor and pain shot up my spine. Without wasting time though, Terra and I pulled ourselves back up. Jon Walker was pacing towards us.
"So you're here too?" I muttered and pulled out a stake. Jon grinned and instantly Spencer was beside him.
"It would make my day to be the one to take you both down, however, Ryan has requested that he be the one to fight you." Jon said while looking directly at me.
"I thought you said I wasn't going to make it up there." I raised an eyebrow. Jon shrugged.
"I was hoping that your spine might break when it connected with the floor. Wishful thinking I suppose. Now, I'll give you thirty seconds to start ascending those stairs before we all ignore what Ryan wants and finish you both ourselves." Jon concluded. I glanced at Terra.
"Go, I can take them, plus backup should be here shortly." She reminded and then pushed me towards the stairs. I nodded to her and then began to race up them. Time to finish this.

There was a pressure on my hips. I kept my eyes shut but I could feel somebody sitting on top of me through the fabric of the sheets. Who the hell sits on top of somebody while they sleep? I mean really?!
"What...the hell?" I said into the darkness. I opened my eyes, expecting to see Beckett or a Dandy trying to rape me in my sleep.
"Beckett, seriously, give up. You-" I began but then stopped as two honey brown eyes captured my own. Those were not Beckett's eyes.
"Lily." Ryan Ross whispered and then leaned down and kissed me.

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EEEE!!! omg omg omg!

-is too excited to make sense-

yay for Ryan 'cept he's gonna get staked...

stupid Mike and co....

AHHHH!!!!!

I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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UPDATE I HATE CLIFFHANGERS!!!!!!

ahhhhhhhh yays!

wow...... another great update!

moooooooooooooore!!

Hmm, I know this has nothing to do with the story...but what is everyone being for halloween? I'm being a doll! Sorry, I'm just curious.

Ch.24: Past Love's Promises

Lily's POV

We stayed like that for just a moment. Ryan's lips resting on mine. For just a second I wondered if my mind was viciously playing games with me again, or if he really was here. Ryan suddenly pulled back and looked down at me.
"I'm so glad you're okay." He whispered in the darkness and recaptured my eyes with his own honey browns. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of him. Definitely not dreaming here.
"Y-you came." I mumbled out despite an extremely dry throat. I hadn't had water for three days and I'm sure I sounded terrible. Ryan ignored my odd sounding voice and kissed me again.
"Of course I came! I told you this already, I love you. I would have figured that, that whole most lovestruck pile of dust, line would have gotten you to understand that." He laughed as he pulled back again. He waited for me to say something, and I would have if it weren't that my mouth was too dry to get anything out anymore. I think he finally caught on to the whole ordeal because he pulled something out of a black hoodie he was wearing. In all of my days on this planet, never, ever, have I seen something more brilliant and holy than what he pulled out. You could have the Holy Grail and I'd still tell you what he took out of that hoodie was twice as amazing. Thank God for aquafina water bottles!
"Wow, somebody seems thirsty." He commented with a silly smile as I chugged the water bottle.
"You're one to talk. Those honey browns of yours are getting darker by the second." I remarked and threw the water bottle across the room. Ryan climbed off of me and laid down beside me.
"I haven't had anything since the night before we had our almost compromise in the mansion." He said with another grin. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. The look on my face must've been quite the laugh because I could see the corners of Ryan's mouth twitching, even in the darkness.
"What?! That's impossible! Vampires can't go more than three days without blood, at most! If it's been that long, then you haven't had anything for four days!" I shouted but in a hushed town. Ryan propped his head up with one of his hands and shrugged.
"I know, it's strange. My eyes were pure black on my way here, but I haven't felt like having blood. I think it's cause I've been just so wrapped up in finding this girl who honestly thought she could lie to me and make me think she wants to go off with a creeper by the name of Beckett. It's amazing how silly people are these days!" He said with faux astonishment. I reached out and clonked him in the forehead. He just laughed and ignored my head clonking.
"Ryan." I suddenly murmured.
"Lily." He murmured back in the same tone. I looked at his beautiful eyes and sighed.
"You have to go back. You can't rescue me from here." I said, feeling tears tug at my eyes. Ryan suddenly got an enraged look but then just as quickly as it came, it wiped itself off of his lovely features. He reached out and pulled my body to his in one swift motion. Then, he wrapped an arm around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder. His breath mixed with the air and I inhaled a sweetened oxygen.
"Lily, love, I'm not going to let him take you from me. What did he do to you? Did he threaten to hurt or kill you?" Ryan asked and placed a little kiss on my cheek. I shook my head no.
"Ryan, it's not me I'm worried about. He told me, he told me he'd kill you. Only, he'd make me be the one to do it." I choked out. Ryan shifted his grip on me a little but still held onto me confidently.
"Lily, I know he's strong but I do honestly believe this when I say it, you're stronger. He thinks that just because he can make some college girls waltz with him before they die, then he can get people to do anything. I'm afraid he's a little dillusional if he thinks that he can hurt us that easily. Besides, I love you dearly Lily, but I think we both know I could take you." He teased lightly and I felt a grin wipe away the sadness that was etching my features.
"Excuse me? I think it's time you laid off the crack Ross. It's making you funnier in the head than you already were." I joked and felt myself relax.
"Hmm, I think it's the sun. Traveling by day is not quite as enjoyable as I remember it. Probably because that giant ball of fire in the sky hates my guts now." Ryan said, continuing with the joking. I blinked.
"How on earth did you get here?" I wondered aloud.
"I ran here. On my feet. Oh, and Beckett's guards aren't very strong." He remarked and then climbed up out of the bed and got to his feet.
"You ran here? First, you go days without blood, then you come here on foot?!" I almost shouted. Ryan came over to my side of the bed and placed his hand lightly over my mouth.
"Shh. You don't want to alert them to my existence in the mansion. I staked plenty a vampire to get up here but as soon as those guards are all noticed as missing, we'll have trouble. Currently, I'm the only one of the gang here, the last thing we need is trouble." He said and then walked over to the bedroom door. Then why are you rescuing me of all people? I thought sarcastically.

We scoured the halls, deep into our rescue mission. Techinically it was daylight so everyone was asleep, the only reason it was so dark was because all the rooms had been borded shut to keep the light out. Now in the hall light, I could see burn marks on Ryan's skin. He reallly did travel in the daylight.
"Okay, where's Brent? I busted into like 16 rooms before I found yours, and none of them were Brent's." Ryan explained as we searched. I made a 'hmm' noise and stroked a nonexistent beard. I hadn't actually seen where Brent was staying.
"Honestly, I didn't get to see where Brent is staying. My room came first when we were brought to them. The only thing I can guess is that we're close, Beckett didn't want us together but seperating us could make it hard to keep track of us." I thought aloud. Ryan nodded and we continued peeking into the rooms. Many were filled sleeping Dandies, eating Dandies, card playing Dandies, and even one Dandy poetry contest. I had never seen so many activities going on at once since I went to summer camp when I was five.
"These guys sure keep themselves active." I commented as we quietly closed the door on some Dandies playing poker. Ryan held back a laugh and nodded beside me.
"I'm so glad I'm not one of those awful things."
"I know! The outfits are simply terrible!" I blurted out and then realized what a silly comment that was. Ryan laughed.
"I was thinking 'glad I'm not ruled by some vicious and conceited idiot', but yeah, I suppose there's the issue of the general outerwear too." He chuckled. I punched him in the arm but he just grabbed my punch, slid his fingers into my own, and continued to lead me down the hall.

We searched for about another 15 minutes before we pulled open a mahogany door. We struck gold. There, laying on the wooden floor, was none other than Brent Wilson. However, there laying on the floor was also, a girl.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked and took in the site of Brent, he was a bloody mess. Bruises littered him from head to toe and blood streamed down his face in a healthy river.
"I'm Cassadee. I'm here to take care of my Brent, I'm the vampire who marked him." She answered and gave me a strange look.
"Oh," was all my brilliant wit could come up with. Ryan shifted uncomfortably next to me.
"Now if you could be so kind and explain to me who exactly the hell you two are?" She questioned and showed one of her fangs in a subtle threat.

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*kicks Cassadee in her nonexistant balls*

sorry, had to

and i'm gonna be John Lennon for halloween!

and for some reaons when it lily said "You came" i started laughing...i'm SOOOO mature

guh, i wihs i could write like you...

Heh, being John Lennon would be fun.

And at first I agreed that you are immature about that line....then I went back and reread it myself. I made myself laugh!

Ehh, everyone has their own style of writing, the only thing you have to do is make sure you put in enough detail to keep it interesting, have a good concept, and leave no holes in the plot unless you plan on filling them.

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!

CASADEE IS ADORABLE!!!!|||

and i hope ur talking bout the one in hey monday


BUT ANYWHO UPDATE AGAIN PLEASE!!!!

the title of this story in french: Votre whne la chasse

i liked this update
it was kinda yummy(?)

awesome. I'm going as Nana from Elfen Lied.

oh yeahh.. i'm going as an octopus person!
it might sound weird.. but it's an inside joke!