Hyde (29 page)

Chapter Forty-Seven: Siren Sucker Punch

Aleksander

It was chaos. Hanna had unleashed her Siren.
Ben, Dorian, Sam and Don each flew to her rescue. Ari was knocked
out completely as Sam tossed her out of the mats and away from
Hanna. Even he felt as if he should rush to her.

Lorri jumped down into the pit as Ben's teeth
went for his brother's throat.

"STOP!" She shouted. She grabbed the bracelet
and tied it around Hanna's wrist. The bracelet instantly flashed
bright red again. Aleks sighed as the compelling feeling to rush to
Hanna ended.

Lorri turned laughing like a mad woman. Her
teeth grew into sharks, "Next person who moves dies." She seethed.
Her shark like, blood lust filled her body, making her eyes turn
completely black.

Aleks walked to her holding his hands out,
"Lorri."

She snapped her face toward him. Seeing him
unarmed she got herself under control and let the blood lust
go.

Sam walked toward Hanna's limp body, "Someone
better check on Ari, Lucas is too hurt." He still seemed off about
Hanna. He gripped her tightly.

Aleks looked back to see Lucas phased, he lie
naked on the mats screaming in pain. His leg was broken.

Ben leaned over him, "Dude I'm sorry. I don’t
know what happened to me."

Don nodded, "It was like I had to save her. Its
all I could think about."

Aleks looked at Sam, "Get her to her room.
She'll need someone there when she wakes up."

Aleks walked from the ring and walked to where
Ari lay unconscious. Her legs both looked broken. He sighed knowing
it would all heal in a matter of an hour but he was glad she was
unconscious. Listening to Lucas scream was more than enough. He
knew Hanna would be devastated when she realized what she had done.
Hanna was one of the few beings that could actually break bones in
the others. They always healed rapidly but he knew she would still
feel awful.

He picked Ari up. She weighed nothing in his
arms.

Dorian stood in front of him looking menacing,
"Give her to me."

Aleks got a flash of her covered in tattoos and
scars as he passed her to her father. Her abilities came with
strange consequences.

She moaned, "Lucas."

Dorian held her tightly to him, "It's okay
darling. He's okay. You'll be fine in a bit."

"Is she okay?" Lucas asked as his brother
carried him to a seat. Lucas's face was covered in blood.

Dorian never took his eyes from Ari's limp body
but spoke softly, "She'll be fine. You alright?"

Lucas laughed bitterly, "I'm fine. Hanna is a
nightmare."

Lorri laughed as well, "I'm glad she's our
nightmare."

Aleks looked at Aimee who sat stunned on the
bench, she, Lisa and Anne were the only ones who hadn’t been
involved in the battle.

He sat beside her.

"She is something."

Aleks nodded, "Yeah she's deadly."

Aimee looked worried, "Do you think she's too
much?"

Aleks shook his head, "Nope. We need her. Marcus
emailed me just before this. Blake is the guy in the lab. He has
your sister. Marcus knew her the minute he saw her. He said she's
looking rough. He is doing experimentation, not blood
drugging."

Aimee frowned, "Why didn’t he take her?"

He shrugged, "Aimes it’s the same with him as
with all of us, we don’t get involved in other peoples business. He
has no intention of joining us."

"He's a dick."

Aleks laughed, "Yeah he is but he's Hanna's dick
not ours."

"Ewww dude. Why? Gross."

Aleks laughed, "That came out wrong. Not quite
what I meant. Anyway. He said that Blake is working with Daniel and
they are making an army. Daniel has him convinced he's saving the
world. Imagine Hanna with an army of evil monsters all attracted to
her. She'll be like the pied piper."

Aimee laughed, "Nice. Again we sacrifice her for
the greater good. I watched her get her skin ripped from her body
once. I don’t want to see that again."

Aleks frowned, "I never meant it like that. She
would always be able to get away." He shivered, "I never want to
see that either."

Aimee sighed, "At least I can tell my dad Alise
is alive. Blake hasn’t murdered her yet."

"We'll get her back."

Aimee's grey eyes turned cold as stones, "Then
I'll fucking kill him."

Aleks frowned, "Potty mouth Aimes."

Chapter Forty-Eight: Are those
Goldfish?

Hanna

She woke with a gasp. She shot up out of bed
screaming. She leaned over the edge and grabbed for the waste paper
basket. She emptied her stomach into it.

She heaved for a moment and sat up.

"Water?"

She looked up to see Sam, "Oh my god you just
saw that."

"Well if it makes you feel better I got sick
after Ari did that to me last time too. I think she's getting
stronger."

She lie back down on the bed and shivered, "That
was horrid. What happened?"

"What do you remember?"

She shook her head, "Not much. It's hazy. Ari
was looking at me, like down on me and I pulled my bracelet off."
She looked down at her wrist seeing the brightly glowing bracelet
still there.

"Yeah you did. It was nuts. Instantly as if they
were your servants Ben and Don were there defending you. Dorian
grabbed Lucas and broke his leg it was nuts." He looked
embarrassed, "Even I couldn’t fight it. It was so strong. I've
never felt it like that before. I even threw Ari across the
room."

She winced, "Is everyone alright?"

He nodded, "Yeah. It was bad though. I've never
felt it that strong before."

Hanna felt a tear slip from her cheek, "Oh my
god." She looked at the bracelet and gripped it to her skin. She
held it so tightly the shells cut into her skin. Droplets of blood
hit her pants but she ignored them and sobbed.

Sam sat beside her, holding her, "It wasn’t your
fault. It was survival. Everyone one of us uses what we have to
survive."

She shook, ignoring him, she cried ashamed of
herself.

She lie back on her bed and wished she could
fall back to sleep. The vomit smell was too overwhelming.

Sam held her, wrapping her in warmth.

"You stink."

She laughed, "I know. I feel sick again
though."

"Is that all you feel?"

"Don’t make me turn around to face you, my
breath is bad."

"Knock a buzzard off a bandwagon bad or just
regular bad?"

She laughed again.

He got off the bed where she laid cold and
shivering. He lifted her up off the bed and carried her to their
bathroom.

"No." She said softly, not even convincing
herself.

He put her down and turned his back turning on
the shower.

He turned back smiling. His warm fingers went to
the hem of her shirt. She protested with her eyes but his did
something she hadn’t expected. His eyes looked at her, not full of
lust as they had before, but honest and sweet. He lifted her shirt
off gently. She trembled with the temptation he represented in her
mind.

His fingers were back, before she could reason
with him. They touched down on her torso, sliding down her waist to
her hips. He pulled her Lulu Lemon yoga pants off. She stepped out
of them. He stood up blushing after having his face so close to her
torso. She smirked as he reached around and pulled her ponytail
out. He pulled his shirt off making her inhale sharply. His skin
matched hers in color but his had muscles she hadn’t imagined. His
body was a man's body, there was no doubt. His shoulders were full
and rounded. He unzipped his pants dropping them to the bathroom
floor. He stood in their bathroom in yellow boxers with gold fish
all over them. She giggled.

"Would you believe laundry day?"

She nodded, "You let me throw up in front of you
and never got too grossed out. I can let fishy undies go without
judgments."

He held his hand up, "Wait." He grabbed her
toothbrush and pushed his own toothpastes onto it and passed it to
her. She frowned taking it.

He pulled open the glass door stepping inside
and taking her hand. He pulled her in and closed the door. They
stood under the warm water in their underwear. She was grateful she
wore her sports bra with yoga underwear and not something sexy.

She laughed as the warm water washed down over
them. She quickly put the toothbrush in her mouth. She scrubbed her
teeth brutally and turned her back to him to do her tongue. She
bent over spitting as close to the drain as possible.

He laughed, "Hanna your spit doesn’t gross me
out."

She stood up facing him again smiling a mint
fresh smile, "It bothers me. Seriously someone could pee on me and
I'd be pretty pissed but if they spit on me. Death."

He laughed harder. He pulled her under the water
scrubbing her hair for her. She closed her eyes under the water as
he grabbed the shampoo and proceeded to wash her hair. The smell of
the mint lavender filled the steam. His strong fingers massaged her
head.

He tilted her head back into the water and let
it remove the shampoo.

The feel of his strong hands running along her
scalp was relaxing. She started to see him in a new light.

He pulled her out of the water again.

She smiled up at him and squeezed the lavender
shampoo onto her hand. She poured as much as she would use for her
own long thick hair.

He looked skeptically at her, "Is that for
me?"

She nodded lifting it up to his head.

She started to laugh as she coated his head in
thick shampoo.

"Overkill Hanna." He spoke nonchalantly as she
pulled him under the stream of water and rinsed his head. "It's
going to take all night to get that off my hair."

She scrubbed feeling her arms fatigue from the
effort. She was weak from the fight.

His hair rinsed clean making a puddle of suds
under their feet.

He looked down and smiled shaking his head.

He grabbed the conditioner and poured out a
small amount. She reached out and squeezed the bottle a lot
more.

His eyes grew wide, "That’s a lot."

"Yeah did you notice how much hair I have?"

He smirked, "I did." He put his hands up into
her hair again massaging her scalp.

"This feels nice." She closed her eyes letting
him pick her knots out and stroke her strands with the silky
conditioner.

He tilted her face up into his, she thought he
meant to kiss her but he put her back into the water to rinse her
head off. Her face got covered in warm water making her sputter
slightly.

She opened her eyes under the steady stream. He
was grinning hard.

As he finished rinsing her hair she leaned in
again to kiss him.

"No Hanna."

She pulled back, "Why?"

He smirked, "I want you to see me not feel
me."

"You thought getting semi naked in the shower
and doing gentle sweet sensual things to each other was a great way
for me to see you?" She had to admit it was working. The sick
feeling had prevented her from feeling sexually charged so all she
saw was him. Dark hair pasted against his face from the water, eyes
so dark she could see herself in them, a devastatingly handsome
face and a genuine smile. His eyes truly showed care and concern
for her. She wondered how he was able to stay calm and enjoy being
around her? He didn’t seem affected by her charms.

He raised an eyebrow looking like the epitome of
boy next door, "Yes. I thought we could be girlfriends. You know
wash each other's hair, maybe have a pillow fight. Later I will
braid your hair and you can tell me all your darkest secrets."

She laughed, "You're a dork." She liked that he
made her laugh. He never tried anything.

The warmth from his body started to emanate
toward her. She caught his scent in the air. She felt her body
begin to react.

"Shall we towel off?"

She pushed him against the wall of the shower
hearing a tile break behind him. "Lets." She smiled up at him
through her lashes.

"Easy Hanna. Take a deep breath. Don’t let it
rule you."

She looked at him and nodded, "Thanks."

He turned the shower off. She climbed out
feeling much better. She grabbed a fluffy towel and passed him the
other one.

"Why are you doing this? You could have just
taken advantage of that lapse in self control."

He laughed looking back at the broken tiles,
"That's going to be a tough one to explain. I fell maybe or you
slipped. No it's much too high and large for you. I guess it'll
have to be me slipping on the excess amount of conditioner you use.
Not like that couldn’t happen."

She sneered at him.

He leaned in and kissed her forehead but backed
away again quickly, "I'm doing it because I want you. I want you
too much in fact. More than I've ever wanted anything. That’s not
healthy."

"So you're redefining our relationship to make
it healthy?"

He nodded, "Clever huh? You and I will be
friends before we are anything else."

She grinned, "Are we friends yet?"

"No."

"Well goodnight, friend." She needed to get away
from him, before she embarrassed herself.

She walked into her vomit-scented room and
closed the door. It brought her back to reality quickly. She looked
down at the puke bucket and sighed. She opened the window feeling
the rain and cold of the night air and tossed the bucket out the
window.

She looked down at her cell phone realizing it
had been days since she'd spoken to Marcus. She wanted to call but
even her fingers felt her betrayal of him and left the phone where
it was. He had taken the cure and still loved her. Being away from
him had proven she didn’t love him, not even a little.

She looked around realizing she needed to end it
all. She would deal with Marcus when she saw him but Sam, Ben,
Dorian and Don she could deal with right away.