A Vampire Saved My Life! GREAT! - But at what cost? ~1~

"AH!" It hurt too much to move back into her laid down position. His hand on her shoulder pushed at her, his strength too much for her to over power, but each inch he forced her to lay back down was another inch of excruciating pain running through her body. It was too much, she couldn't handle it.
"Just hold on Natasha!" He said through her screams of agony.
She had blacked out before her head hit the soft pillow.

Terrance

"Dam.it!" Matic cursed out as he quickly worked on her fragile, beautiful body. He should have known better, should have waited till she was fully healed before telling her. And he hadn't even had a chance to tell her what he truly was… Why couldn't he think around her?
That night when she had been stabbed Matic had been miles away from that spot, not even anywhere close to it, but her sent, and blood. He had come back to his manor to try and escape the intoxicating smell, but even here he couldn't get away from it, it was like she was calling out to him. And when he couldn’t stand it anymore, he went out after the scent. When he saw her, he knew he shouldn't have come, he should have stayed away. Before he had known what he was doing, his fingers, dipped in her blood were in his mouth. He hadn't been able to help himself. And when he tasted it, the slick warmth of it seemed to travel through his whole body, making him ache for more. However when he heard her heart beat, faint, delicate, something inside of him switched, he couldn't kill her. Even after tasting her sweet life, he knew with out a bout that he could not kill this amazing creature. He had slipped down, close to her, and looked into her drooping eyes, even on the cusp of death, even with her eyes half closed life and strength glowed out. He had to have her. So he did, he took her back to his manor and stripped the bloodied cloths from her and bandaged her up, all the while fighting the over whelming urge to take just a little more or her sweet nectar.
Now he fought that same battle. She was bleeding badly again, her stitches ripped, leaving the wound gapping open again. Matic threw off the comforter and quickly pressed a hand across the wound.
"Kyle! KYLE!" Matic screamed out, looking back and forth from her face down to her gapping stomach.
"Shit! What did you do?!" Kyle came into the room and quickly ran to the girl on the bed.
"I didn't! She woke and got angry, she sat up and… Kyle, please do something!" Kyle looked at the girl then too him, Matic knew that his eyes had long ago changed to black, with the smell of her blood he couldn't help it.
"You need to go, I can handle her, but you can't be around her when she's like this. I can't fend you off and stitch her back up again at the same time." Kyle looked at the wound again. "I'm going to need my kit." He didn't have to ask twice. Matic sped through the room to the hall and down to Kyle's room, then back, relishing in the feel of using his inhuman speed. Matic pushed the kit toward Kyle and stepped away. Watching as Kyle worked fast to stop the bleeding. Once again he was thankful for his brother, one too many times Kyle had saved Matic's life with his craft of healing. "You know this would be a lot easier if you would just change her."
"NO! No, I can't do that." For one he didn't know if he would be able to stop himself from feeding on her, and second he didn't want to take her humanity away from her without her permission. "Is she going to be okay?"
"She'll be fine, but you can't let her get riled up like that, she needs rest more than anything. What did you do to her?" He asked while pushing the needle through her skin, and pulling it back into place.
"I told her the truth, that her parents sold her to me."
"You told her that?! This early! What were you thinking?!"
"I wasn't…" Matic whispered out, his eyes transfixed on her face. He had to be careful of what he said around her, and more so and what he did. She was so beautiful, so fragile, and pure, he knew if she even gave a hint of wanting his lust would demolish her purity all too willingly. Matic shook his head. How could he even think of sex when she was in this disposition? She was hurt and all he could think about was her under him. He forced his eyes away from her face to her wound. Kyle looked up.
"She's going to be okay… you need to let her rest… and from the looks of it, so do you."
"I'll be fine."
"I have no doubt in that, but I'm not so sure about her life if your strength is dwindled and your blood lust over comes you… Get some rest." Kyle finished wrapping her bandage. "If you want I'll watch over her." Kyle smiled as Matic nodded and walked out of the room, watching her till the very last moment where he had to leave the sight of her behind.