Devils Roses 01 - Cursed

didn’t look at either of them. When Aleks tried to touch me, I pulled away. I winced, as the arm I jerked had my I.V. in it. The stabbing pain of the I.V. caused me to shake, as I pulled it into my chest to protect it.
    The pain was more than I could take.
    I felt hatred burn my eyes as I glared at Aleks. “I will never have children to tell about my mom. She will never live on in their memory. I will never go to university. I will never fall into a love so deep that can't be cured. I will never get married and have someone believe in me so truly, that they are willing to bet their future on me. I’m dying, because you didn’t do a very good job as my guardian angel. This is your fault. You could have told me about Mr. Mac and spared Jaime her fate. Everything is your fault. I hate you and I want you to go away and never come back.” Tears streamed down my cheeks, pain ripped me apart. The heart monitors started to go wild making all kinds of noise.
    Aleks' beautiful blue eyes filled with tears and heartbreak, as he left my side. He walked out the doorway.
    Nurses came running past him with needles and stethoscopes. I blacked out seeing the demon still standing in the doorway. The look in his eyes bothered me. It was smug as if he enjoyed what he’d seen.
    But then everything went black.
    A dark voice taunted me from my drug coma. “Aimee, Aimee.”
    I struggled to get my eyes open, hearing my name. It felt like a crust had closed them up tight. I managed to get one open and focused it on the young face of the stranger.
    “ Ah there you are. Right, first thing’s first. Your family is nearly here, which will be bad timing I’m afraid. You see I have something I could give you. It would help you through this illness. But it needs to happen before you die, or it won't work.” His English accent made me happy, he sounded like Wallace from Wallace and Grommit. I didn’t know what he was talking about. I struggled with the other eye and finally got it open, as well. I blinked focusing on him.
    “ You’re very young; you look my age but you seem older,” I whispered not sure if it had been out loud or not.
    He nodded shamelessly. “Yes, I am. Now do you understand?”
    I shook my head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
    He pointed to the doorway. “In about thirty minutes your family is going to walk through that door and then it will be too late.”
    Still confused, I shook my head and closed my eyes again, I was so tired. “I don’t care.”
    “ Do you want to live, Aimee?” His words burned through me, my mind screamed yes.
    I opened my eyes again, fighting to stay awake. “Yes.”
    He nodded. “You need to do something. It’s going to hurt a lot. Not right away, but eventually it will.”
    I shook my head. “It can’t hurt more than it does now. What’s your name?”
    He smiled at me. “Dorian. Now the important parts of this moment are as follows. You need to bite the inside of your mouth and make it bleed, I will do the same. We will then kiss and my blood will mix with yours in your mouth and you will swallow it.”
    I grimaced. “Yeah, that’s not going to happen.”
    He glanced at the doorway. “Look before Aleks changes his mind and comes back and stops this, you need to do it.”
    I thought for a moment. “Will I die?”
    He nodded. “It’s a death of sorts. You’ll be just like Aleks, live forever that sort of nonsense. One day you will forgive him for his part in all of this. For now, you need to do as I say. The window is passing rapidly.”
    I panicked, not sure what I was getting myself into. Everything hurt, I didn’t know what else to do. I nodded and bit down on my lip, as hard as I could. It didn’t bleed at first, only stung.
    I cringed in pain and took a deep breath. I bit the other side gasping, as blood started to stream into my mouth. He did the same without even flinching. He smiled wickedly and bent his beautiful face down into mine. I saw the trace of a dark liquid on the crease of his closed lips. It looked like molasses and made me want to throw up, instead I let him kiss me.
    The kiss was intense, his lips moving quickly and hungrily into mine. His tongue flicked into my mouth, driving itself in. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into the kiss.
    I wanted to be repulsed but something about him was drawing me in. I let myself be taken by the kiss. Our mouths moved like wild animals. It was as if we couldn’t get enough of each