Original Sin by Samantha Towle Read Free Book Online

started to walk away, heading for the door, and looking over his shoulder at me, he gives me a nod, a cheeky glint reflecting out of his eyes. “Sure thing, Bunny.”

 
    Chapter 5: Bitch
     
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    On the ride home Zeff tells me he’ll be in touch about the passport tomorrow. He’s going to speak to his friend first thing and let me know the cost and time-scale.
    He reiterated that I shouldn’t worry about any more vampires turning up. That vampire was alone and as far as he knew no more of them are here, and he was dead so no one else knows about me.
    But he hadn’t known that vampire was here in the first place so that doesn’t exactly appease me in any way. Not that I said that to him.
    Even still, I don’t really have much of a choice. I’m stuck here until Zeff gets me the passport, and I need to keep working to earn the money to pay for it.
    Can I trust him?
    I’m not entirely sure. But I really haven’t got any other option. Except for getting in touch with Craig, and I know what that will lead to, so I can’t. I need to keep Nathan safe. That’s the whole point of this. And safe is far far away from me.
    After Zeff drops me off at my flat, I go straight to take a shower. But not before I take a look at the bite that vampire has so generously bestowed on me.
    I pull the gauze off that Zeff applied to find it’s still in the healing process. By the looks of it, he sure did take a chunk out of me. A shudder charges through me.
    I thank God every single day that I am not like that dirty bloodsucker. Thankful that Nathan was the one who found me and made sure I stayed on the right path. The only path.
    If I’d been left alone who knows what would have happened to me. And sure drinking animal blood is gross – not to me anymore it isn’t of course – but in general it’s considered disgusting, and anyway, you know what I mean, and it sure beats eating people. Or other supernatural beings for that matter.
    Carefully I remove my dirtied top, my ribs still sore. Looking down I see a big purple bruise over my ribcage. I glance at the scar below it. I have two bitemarks on me now. Well, at least the one on my neck will go, even if it is taking its sweet time. That one I’ve got forever.
    Then without warning a memory of me in bed with Nathan, him kissing my scar, looking up at me with those beautiful green eyes of his, flashes so vivid in my mind it nearly knocks me off my feet.
    I grip the edge of the sink for support. Deep breaths, Alex. Deep breaths. It will get easier. You will get over him.
    After my shower I put my pyjamas on and climb into bed, close my eyes and think of happy things, okay Nathan, because I can’t get him out of my head, until I drift off to sleep.
    But I don’t sleep well because my dreams are filled with vampires and hunters.
    The first thing I do when I wake, is get out of bed and check my neck has healed. I can’t exactly go to work with a wound like that on my neck. I could wear a scarf I suppose, but thankfully it’s healed. Gone, like it was never there, and so has the bruising on my ribs.
    I take a shower, brush my teeth and dress for work. Sitting on the stool at the breakfast bar I drink a cup of coffee, eat my toast, and drink a bottle of blood.
    I’m going to have to go hunting agaigo,n tonight after my less than successful night last night. Not a prospect I’m exactly relishing, and I’m going to have to get some more bottles to replace the ones I lost. Those poor little bunnies lost their lives for nothing. I hate that fucking vampire. I hope he’s gone straight to Hell.
    Rinsing the empty bottle out in the sink, I grab my rucksack off the side and head for work.
    I’m just ending what has been a very long day when Zeff shows up at the café. He’s wearing a pair of dark grey trousers and a white button down shirt, with the sleeves rolled up. Pretty much the same attire as yesterday. But certainly not the same clothes. I imagine he’s the kind of guy who has