Be Careful When You Bite Me

Chapter 39

"Damon!" I whispered loudly again," it's me."

Damon lifted his head off the cold ground and pointed his eyes on mines. His used to be bright and

golden eyes were now almost pitch dark. I felt my eyes began to tear and quickly blinked them away. I

hated seeing him like this more than anything else in the world. He looked weak and beaten and

hopeless. He didn't deserve any of this. I felt my chest began to ache at the pain I was feeling from

witnessing him like this. I held my hand out to him and he stared in awe," the Volati-" he began, his

voice deep and tired.

"Doesn't hurt that much," I replied, cutting him off.

"Holly, your hands-"

"I'm alright, are you?"

He struggled to sit up and I never thought I'd ever see him so weak. He grasped hold of my fingers,"

how did you find me?"

I smiled almost sadly and shook my head," i-it doesn't matter, we have to get you out of here, there isn't

much time."

"I'm sorry," he began," for ever putting you in that dungeon, you should hate me-" NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

"It's alright," I reassured, "I'm okay now."

"It was never okay, I never felt worse about myself than when I had done that, you should leave me

here-"

"Damon stop it," I snapped at him," It's alright, do you hear me?"

He remained silent and I continued," Xavier and Asia are upstairs waiting for us, we need to get you

out now, we don't have much time."

Damon nodded and took a look around," there's a lever for each cell, somewhere in the corner over

there, each cell is numbered, you have to pull down the lever for the Volati and it will turn it off."

"What number is this cell?" I asked," how do I know?"

Damon shook his head," I don't know, can you see numbers anywhere?"

I scanned the barrier of the cell but I couldn't find a number anywhere.

"No, I don't," I looked back at his hopeful eyes.

"You're going to have to guess," he said," go to the levers and see if the cells are numbered according

to anything-"

"Guess?" I snapped," did you know Matheos is in here? What if I let him out by accident or someone

even worse."

"Holly, breathe," Damon was sitting up almost completely now. Looking at his face was calming me

down quicker than I could have imagined. He gripped my fingers in his and spoke words that were as

soft as velvet to my ears," you made it this far, you can do this."

I nodded. After sparing him one last glance, I jumped off of the cell and hit the hard ground once again.

Well aware of him watching me, I began to make my way towards the lever box when the voice of the

girl underneath him stopped me in my tracks.

"It's C 11," she said softly, so low I almost couldn't hear it.

"What?" I asked. I'm not sure if I heard her right. She looked young, definitely under the age of sixteen,

still a little girl with straight golden blond hair that ended at her mid-back and big green eyes that

sparkled with innocence.

"His cell, it's C 11," she smiled softly revealing the sharp fangs of a faerie before turning away. I nodded

regardless in confusion to why she was helping me out and turned away making my way towards the

levers.

There were three rows of lists each of them belonging to an individual cell. They were labeled A-C,

each letter holding around 60 prisoners. I searched for C and found it on the third row. It would make

sense it be C because he was in the third and last row. I remembered Damon telling me something

about faeries being sneaky and wondered if I could trust her. I let my finger hover about the lever that

read C10. I turned out to face both Damon and the girl. Damon was staring towards me but the girl was

still lying down. She didn't look like she was waiting on me to do anything. She could be telling the

truth.

I had no idea how I was going to figure out which cell really belonged to Damon but the last thing I

wanted to do was to take her word and end up letter her out instead.

I took a deep breath and decided to pause. I needed to slow down my racing thoughts and my heart. I

tried to figure out what kind of system they would use to number the cells.

Had they labeled each cell by the order that it was in, Damon's would be C11 and hers would be C10.

What if he was C10 and she was C11 or what if she wanted me to think that?

I was beginning to form beads of sweat at the top of my forehead. I hovered my fingers back over C10.

I went over it again and counted.

That cell would be C1 because it's the first one in the row, and then C2, C3, back down towards the

bottom, C4, on top is C5, and the very cop is C6.

Back to the bottom, C7, middle cell is C8, top is C9.

Back to the bottom, the cell with the faerie would be C10, Damon's would be C11, and the one at the

very top is C12.

I didn't want to think anymore. I could come up with a thousand combinations but I decided to trust my

only instinct and pull the lever down on C11.

I closed my eyes as I did so and waited a few seconds before I could let myself peek. I finally opened

them wide and turned around to see that Damon was standing behind me.

I let out a sigh of relief that felt as if I could finally breathe. I didn't realize I'd been choking until now that

I could finally exhale.

"Hi," he spoke softly, his dark eyes had lightened just a little bit. I couldn't help the smile that formed on

my lips. Without being able to hold back, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I didn't realize that I had

been drowning until I took my breaths at the nape of his bloody neck. I didn't care that he was bleeding

on my clothes, I just wanted to hold him in hopes of settling the nerves at the bottom of my stomach

that had convinced me that he was dead. The panic was beginning to drift away and I felt that as long

as I was in his arms, I would be safe.

"I thought you were going to die" I pulled back to look into his eyes again.

"It's not too late," he said sarcastically.

"You're bleeding," I trailed my fingers over his wound.

"You too, we have to get you to a hospital, how did you get that cut on your face?"

"Long story," I mumbled. I wanted to stay in his arms forever but I knew this wasn't the time nor the

place. The room shook with a sudden noise and I looked around in fear.

" We have to get out of here."

I nodded," let's go."

He grabbed my hands and began leading me back towards the exit. I turned back to look at the faerie. I

wanted to thank her, but when I caught sight of her, she had an evil look on her face. Her lips were

completely drawn back revealing a sadistic fang-filled frown.

I knew right away that she had tried to manipulate me into letting her out. I let out a small gasp because

I knew was close to falling for that.

I let Damon drag me out of the prison and back up the murky set of stairs.

I began to wonder if Asia and Xavier were still up there or if something had happened to them. I

dreaded the thought of the wolf waking up and attacking them again.

I could now see the small amount of light emerging from the entrance of the shed. We ran up the stairs

and I could tell Damon was going slow, trying to keep up with me. We finally got to the very top and

there were Asia and Xavier waiting exactly where I left them.

I almost ran towards the awaiting couple but turned back to see that Damon was frozen in place. I

completely forgot about the Volati barrier that wrapped around the shed.

"The Volati," said Damon, his eyes following the jolts of electricity," I'm stuck."

"What are we going to do now!" I screamed out towards Xavier and Asia," he can't get out, he's stuck!"

The couple stayed silent staring wide eyes at each other and then back towards us. I looked towards

Damon.

"What do we do?"

"I'm going to run through it-"

"No!" I screamed out," it could kill you!"

"It won't kill me, it will injure me badly, I won't be able to walk, but it won't kill me-"

"You don't know that!" I smacked Damon across his chest," there has to be another way, Damon-"

He didn't let me finish my sentence before wrapping both his arms around me and lifting me off my feet.

Within a flash, he was speeding towards the Volati. My hands gripped at his back tightly no doubt

leaving nail marks on his back.

I let out a scream when I felt the painful burn of jolts electrifying my entire body.

We made it enough to the other side and I felt Damon's grip on my body loosen.