Blood of the Innocent: Part One

"Really?" Dominic asked. He truely believed that Dianne was a hooker when she wasn't with Adrian.

Dianne shook her head, "I pretended to be a fortune teller in France once to earn a few dollars, but no." she chuckled, "That's the only job I've ever held."

"Huh. Clever." He mused, shutting the door. "And to what do I owe this visit?"

"Boredom." Dianne said simply.

"Ah... since your presence has no greater meaning, then, leave." He said.

Adrian smiled. "My house, my rules. No."

Dianne chuckled, "Seems like you're finally getting what you had coming, Dominic."

Jason was running now. It was getting close to morning and he had a few tough elites behind him. luckily he lost them and got inside his home before they could find him. he sighed and let out his breath as he got some bandages to wrap his side with.

Dominic grumbled and walked off. "So, off to the master bedroom for you and I?"

Dianne nodded with a smile, "of course."

Adrian held out his arm and smiled.

Dianne linked arms with him, and followed him.

Adrian smirked and lead her up to the master bedroom. It was about the size of a normal, average sized house.

Dianne chuckled, "Never one to under-do a job, are we?"

He shrugged. "My father designed it, actually."

Dianne nodded, "Well, I suppose he did two things right."

"What's the other?" He asked.

Dianne smiled at Adrian, "You."

Adrian smiled and kissed her.

Dianne returned the kiss, trying not to be too forceful.

He smirked. "You don't need to hold back you know."

Jason looked down at the wound in his side. it wouldn't quit bleeding.... "adare i'm not sure if i'm going to be able to make it tomorrow night. let's just say things aren't looking too good over here" he said inside her head. he was feeling himself get weaker from blood loss, not to mention he hadn't eaten in a long time. He tried to put presssure on the wound to stop it from bleeding but it didn't help much.

Adare got the message, but the sun had already risen and she was sleeping in a coffin.

Dianne chuckled, "I'll try."

Adrian smirked a bit and sat down on the large bed, watching Dianne.

Jason held tight to the wound, it stillw ouldn't stop. he just put a huge amount of pressure on it so that it bled as little as possible. he couldn't let himself sleep for fear of never waking up.

Dianne grinned, "You're tempting me."