10 Hide and Seek

Mireya and Bryant went to go see the baby. The hospital wants the baby to get to 7lbs. It wont take much longer but it's still a process to getting baby healthy.

"Carlisle what do you think of this situation?"

"Mireya isn't wrong? She's ready to stake her life on getting a monster."

"Is this really the only way?"

"We have the means to fight. But this person was twisted before he was turned. We don't know what he's capable of. "

"How can we help? Hide and seek is the only thing we can do?"

"We shouldn't play games with monster in the dark."

They wouldn't know that the house was being watched from the forest. Raff hasn't been able to satisfy himself. He just wanted to glimpse Mireya. Just triggering the memories was enough for him to cum. But she hasn't been home often enough. She's also never alone. When he has seen her. He tried to calm down. But his agitation was ever growing with his impatience. It was against his nature to be patient. He loved the high of pleasure caused by pain, humiliation, and sex. He couldn't take drugs to fuel that emptiness that kept him somewhat human, when he wasn't human. But now he was a predator. He acted on his deprave desire because he could. Also, because he no longer had a leash called drugs.

He creeped back into the darkness.

But Bryant had sensed his lurking. It was the first in months that he could. His wife had shoved the truth in his face and smacked his inflated arrogance to the floor. Her calm antics showed him what he was lacking. Mireya made a game out of, goating him on, teasing him. He became flustered by her but then amused. But he started to be able to sense more around him. Including intruders in his territory. Every person he cared about could be tracked by him. But the result was he could sense. Tracking when he hasnt gain control over his emotions.

Mireya had proved that she was right with actions. But now she was going to make him put into practice everything. He needed his control. He currently had a frail human family. He could hurt without his control. He had fear and anger, which could cause carelessness. Plus, those emotions can be exploited. One misplaced word or action could cause damage that he couldn't fix back. He needed control. NO, Bryant needed full control over his actions and his emotions. How could she train him in understanding his ability? She was barely able to grasp her own ability. She was human and the ability was strong enough that it felt tangible to her. Whatever binds her soul fought to keep it's secrets. She knew she had lives beyond three and she knew 50% of them was with Bryant.

But she couldn't trump the UNNAMED binding of her soul. If anyone has ever experienced the feeling of being chained to the flesh. It is when you touch those chains. Like being a prisoner in her own body until the end of life. Then you repeat, birth till death. Like criminals that always return to prison. They know no other life style, so they continue to do what they know.

I have one hand and neck free. Sometimes I can glimpse into my soul to see. Sometimes I can grasp the unreal ability that has for the most part saved me more times than I can count.

I will be free this life before I become a vampire. The shackles might be my humanity falling away and I might be unlocking them against natural order. I might even become something like a vampire afterwards. But I want what I want. This is a thing to look forward too.

I sat i thought vampire are still chained to the world. some chains are unlocked but one or two never more. That's just how I interpreted. Vampires have abilities that has something to do with the chains that are unlocked. But a vampire body and soul is still bound to the Earth. Still alive. Though it seems unnatural. it's laws and rules that govern this world and the universe. The chains would be the laws and the rules. Maybe the chains take a different form to vampire who become vampires while never removing their humain chains. But these thoughts were just random. Although I felt they were very true. I had to stop my train of thought.

The baby was coming home today.

I'm went down the steps to get in the car with Bryant. We drove to the hospital to pick up the baby. The nurses check the car seat to make sure it was poperly installed. They check the safety of the vehicle they made sure that we knew I'll check list for everything. Then they discharged the baby and gave us his shot records, health record and his birth certificate and his baby photo. Bryant had signed the birth certificate paper trail I worry about whether the paper trail would become a hassle to him. Then Bryant proceeded to distract my thoughts with the baby.

We got on the road. Bryant drove at the speed limit. (Edward and Bryant love driving extremely fast.) I put on a cd that Edward made of himself playing lullabies on the piano for the baby. Enjoying the ride and the day. This was one of those rare days where I seem to forget the looming dark clouds over head. I didn't feel haunted by my past and present.

Life would give me a wake up call. I didn't know that when I got home I would be getting a reminder. We drove into our driveway but Bryant stop me. Bryant was calm he closed his eyes he was calm. He got me and the baby out of the car. We were sped off to Carlisle house. I knew why. As I was sped off with Bryant holding the baby. Raff was standing near a tree.

Dropping me off Bryant disappeared into the Woods. I couldn't help but feel that Bryant needed to listen to me. but he wouldn't listen to my reasons. He found his calm, cool, and that's great but now he needed, me, the bait. He left me home.

(You can't go fishing without your bait your Chum and I I am human and I was the best sort of bait for this vampire.) I couldn't help but think that.

since Brian made it his mission to disappear without me I made it my mission to be a distraction, not too Bryant, to RAFF. I started taking walks without any other Cullens being present. I would leave the Cullens at home with the baby, so I could walk. I would walk back to the Cullens by myself. I didn't need to use my ability to keep me safe. Even when I wanted to I stopped myself because if I use my ability it will be preventing me from doing what I thought needed to be done. and I walked and then I walk farther everyday I could feel Raff's eyes on me. I could imagine a wolf in the woods licking its chops, waiting for easy meal. That's what Rafe reminded me of. But he was worse he was an addict in life but as a vampire all his worst tendencies were brought to the surface. I went into mines and Bryant's house and sat. I pump breast milk and I sat. I cooked. I cleaned. And then I walked home again. I didn't feel safe enough to bring the baby home but I started to record the baby sounds okay to wait the baby's car seat with his sheets covered in his scent and I walk back and forth every day turning on headlights in the house making the house feel normal even though Bryant wasn't at home. Of course Emmett and Rosalie Gwen come over and get the breast milk for the baby when I stay too long or what come and check on me to make sure I was okay just to make this story real but I had to lay this lie on thick. They had to bring me poop and peepee diapers from the baby. It had to feel real. I stayed in his house discontinued on for a month. Raff got bold. He wanted my terror. Stalking me in my home. I started using my ability to move away when he was too close. I had to draw him into the spiders web.

One night I planned. I took sleeping pills. I needed to do this to be vulnerable. Leaving myself open wasn't enought. I had to take the risk.

I want to live.

Not in terror.

Not like this. I left my life in Bryant hands. I slept a dreamless, drug induced, sleep.

.......... Raff .......

"She grew up well."

Touching her toes and moving up to that sweet spot. I ripped at her clothes.

She was still out. She must have taken something powerful. I was feeling envious. Drugs didn't affect me any more, that mind numbing pleasure you would die for that drugs gave. I would forever miss. I had my memories. But the memory was the mirage in the desert. I started rubbing my dick. I couldnt help it. I wanted the memory of the past to take me. Even as I spurt cum all over her. My night was just begining.

I went to reach she was only a B cup but they were perky and full of milk. If I was human I would have drained them. Such a pity. But i realized i was reaching but i had no hand. I brought it up to my face and looked.

"where did it go?"

Painlessly?

I went to reach with my other hand. But that too seemed to be gone. I couldn't comprehend what was happening. I turned too see a smiling man. His eyes I couldn't see in the dark. Even as my head was ripped from my body.

Dismembered into 9 pieces. Raff Burned to ash the night.