Edward bit back a scream, his head spinning almost more than he could bear. As the black started to cloud in his mind, he pulled his wrist away from her, gasping and wretching on the stone floor.
“Hannah…†Edward choked, putting a hand up to her cheek, tilting his wrist toward her mouth. “Bite my wrist…†he hissed at her. “Don’t argue… just do it… please.â€
Edward immediately wanted to gag, to vomit the moment his dull teeth bluntly pierced the vampire’s skin. His blood stung in his mouth, like vinegar, poison, bile, venom, liquid death down his throat. His mind began to turn red, pain bursting in every cell of his brain; his breathing became shallow and raged, his heartbeat fast and slow erratically, quick and then slow, making him want to faint, to pull away, to die… But he forced himself to swallow, to keep the flailing vampire in his arms still, the tearing flesh on his lips from the movement making him cough and sputter red everywhere, the nasty feeling of white, cold skin piercing his mouth. Just as Lestat had said, Edward pulled his teeth away from John the moment his heartbeat began to slow. He fell to his knees, retching horribly, but forcing his body to not reject any of the deadly liquid he just drew into it. He tilted his head up to look at Hannah with his remaining strength, John’s blood on his hands and running down his chin. “Come… here…†he rasped, his mind fogging and sharpening painfully, so quickly he almost thought he felt his heart stop for half a second.
Edward gasped and let go of Hannah's arm. He rushed forward when he saw Lestat holding John up in the middle of the large room, stopping short as the vampire lashed out at him with one, still strong arm. Do it, he heard Lestat snap in his head, dumping John heavily in his arms. Edward immediately grasped the vampire’s shoulders, tempted to crush the blades together with his bare hands. Instead, he shook John until his eyes were level with his own. “I have no idea what to say to you,†Edward snarled, a growl rising in his stomach. “All I can think of is how much pain you deserve for ever touching her in front of me… for making her what she is.†He saw John open his mouth to reply and cut him off, his eyes piercing, dark, almost venomous. “Don’t say a word,†Edward growled. “Just hold still.†And, without thinking about it at all, shutting his eyes, Edward bent his head and dug his teeth deep into John’s neck.
"Hannah," Edward gasped, hearing the vampire's words. "Come with me." He grabbed her arm and turned away from the group, leading them back down the hallway they had come from to the main foyer.
Do you have him yet? Edward sent worriedly at Lestat.
"This isn't good," Edward whispered to Hannah. "I need to be near the door to hear Lestat and John coming."
OOC: i think i need a new phone... *sigh* "Regardless," Edward interjected quickly. "She's getting well and should be on her feet soon."
"Very," Edward muttered back, giving Jinx a little smile.
Lestat, do you have John yet? Edward sent quickly, shutting his eyes.
"Nothing you need to be concerned with!" Edward growled, finally meeting Van Helsing's eyes, his hands tightening into fists once more on Hannah's shoulders.
"Thank you," Edward sighed, nodding his head toward Hannah. He looked out the nearest window in the room and frowned. "The sun's almost down," he whispered in Hannah's ear.
Edward nodded once more, not wanting Anna to see the anger toward the hunter that was standing across from him.
Edward nodded reluctantly, keeping his eyes away from Van Helsing. "I don't think we're all ready to jump through that mirror thing right now, either."
"He's actually right," Edward muttered to Hannah, and then looked around at everyone. "He is."
Edward tightened his grip on Hannah's shoulders, his nails digging through her shirt. "Shh," he whispered in her ear, kissing her neck lightly. "Let it go; you know she's not worth it."
Edward shrugged as well, shutting his eyes against Anna's angry gaze.
