The Love Risk [boyxboy]

Chapter Five

Chapter Five (Alexander)

I emerged from the bathroom and of course, the concert had gotten bigger. The music was also louder and probably loud enough to break the sound barrier. It didn't help that my people were known for having heightened senses, so I felt like my ears were about ready to bleed. Instead of going off to find Mark or Slade, I slipped through the crowd, moving along the concrete wall to find my way to the exit.

Bodies pressed up against each other, mingling and squirming like worms in a can as the music paused for only a moment before returning to its regular earpiercing rhythm. My organs protested the foreign vibrations, making me sick to my stomach as I finally managed to rip free from the groping, writhing crowd.

I showed the security guard the ticket, just in case I wanted back in, which I doubted. I stepped out onto the sidewalk, breathing hard and relieved to be out where it was cooler and more breathable. I leaned against the building, leaning over to rest my hands on my knees before I perked up when I remembered the limo had blood bottles lying around in it.

It'd sate my hunger long enough until we got home, definitely.

Eager, I started down the sidewalk to the parking garage. People passed back, giggling wildly and speaking rather loudly in Italian. I even heard a couple people conversing in French. I moved along the sidewalk and into the parking garage, moving further until I reached the area where the limosine's were parked. Ours very obviously stood out amongst the classical and shorter limos as the only Porsche that could probably fit seven to ten people.

I patted at my pockets before I found the extra key Kristophe had given us after we got out of the car, popping it into the passenger side. I fumbled with the lock in frustration, finally managing to get the door open before I dove in, scooting along the seat until I reached the fridge. I popped it open, relieved to find a good ten bottles in there.

I took one out, tilting my head back and taking a few deep gulps, closing my eyes in bliss when I heard something click outside the limousine. My eyes flickered open and I frowned, lowering the bottle from my lips. I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand, licking the blood off as I listened.

I went to take another sip when I heard the clicking again. I scooted closer to the door carefully, tilting my head as I listened. I only heard the natural noises of the city now, just outside the parking garage.

Maybe it was a bad idea to come out alone, I decided with a grimace. I quickly finished off the bottle and grabbed another one, thankful that the label was in Italian and looked like it was advertising the blood bottle as some kind of black cherry drink.

I was about to get out of the car and only had my head out when a foot flung into my face, making me gasp in pain. I fell head first out of the car and onto the concrete floor, my bottle crashing to the ground, splattering blood everywhere. My nose also decided it wanted to start gushing, making me breath hard in pain as I reached up to hold it. I rolled onto my back and looked up to see the man Kristophe had been talking to, Sen.

"This is just too convenient." Sen declared with a wicked smirk. I didn't say anything, just cringed in pain as I held my hands over my nose. Sen reached down to grab me and my instincts shot into overdrive as I rolled quickly until I was under the car. I quicky rolled out the other side, breathing hard as I scrambled to my feet. Sen was already there and grabbing the back of my shirt, swinging me around into the side of the car.

I yelped in pain as he tried to bend my arm behind my back, but I swung my head back into his face, hearing him snarl in pain as he stumbled back. I whipped around and kicked him hard in the ribs, watching him gasp in surprise as he took another step away from me.