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Zeke Young

"Why am I alive?"

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a character in “The Hôtel De L'Amour”, as played by twi-twi

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"I'm sorry, I can't control him. And he never will control me, bitch!"


Full Name
Zeke Tyler Young
Nick Names
*Z*
*Killer*
*Shane*
Age
21
Roles
The Boyfriend
Likes
~His girlfriend
~Violence
~Action movies
~Horror Movies
~Heavy Metal Music
~Tattoos
~Control
Dislikes
^Other Guys Looking At His Girlfriend
^His Split Personality
^Cops
^Sappy Romance
^Being Controlled
^Shane


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Appearance
Zeke is 6'2" and 170 lbs of pure muscle. He has ice blue eyes that are sometimes mistaken to be a light green color. His eyes contrast with his dark, chesnut brown hair that he keeps short on the sides, but slightly longer on the top. His face is square and angular. He keeps a dark stubble on his face, liking the gruff look it gives him. His skin is slightly tan.
Tattoos\Scars\Piercings
Zeke has multiple tattoos. One is words going across his chest, saying Live and let die, and another is a diamond right above that. He also has two snakes on either side of the quote and diamond, appearing to be eating the diamond. On the right side, the snake goes into a skull that is on the top of his left arm. On the left side, it goes into a flower on his upper left arm. He has his nipples pierced, and his nose as well, in the center. He has scars on his wrists from cutting.
Race
Human
Powers\Personality Traits, Ticks
Zeke has split personality disorder. One moment, he is himself, and then the next, he is Shane, his darker other half. Zeke can't control when the shift in personality happens, and he absolutely hates that. Zeke also has a major depression and cuts himself.


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Personality
Zeke:
He is deeply depressed, and absolutely hates himself. He feels he has to punish himself for what Shane does, and that is why he cuts himself. Often, he feels absolutely alone and empty. The only one that can make him feel not so empty is his girlfriend. He loves her with all of his heart, but he isn't into romance. Sometimes he wishes he was so that he could show her how much he loves her. Zeke is somewhat kind, though not overly so. He does not punish others for their mistake, and he lets people walk all over him. Zeke tries to help others where he can, though he won't go out of his way to do so. Zeke will often question the purpose of life, and he is often bitter and cold.
Shane:
Shane is Zeke's other half, his darker and more violent other half. Shane finds enjoyment in the pain and screams of others. He has a somewhat sick imagination, thinking of different ways to kill people all the time. Shane is very controlling and possessive, especially of Zeke's girlfriend. He will not only threaten any man who looks too long or looks the wrong way, he will carry out those threats. Shane is very violent and volatile, often angry for no particular reason. He shows nothing but anger and possessivness, often threatening people for no reason. Shane gets back at all the people that walk all over Zeke; he does not tolerate being taken advantage of.
History
As a child, Zeke was put into numerous places to deal with his metal illness, and every time he got kicked out. He never really knew his parents, because they were always trying to get rid of him and putting him in different psych wards. Eventually, this pissed Shane off and he killed them both and landed them in juvie. They let him ount on parole when he was about 15, and that was when he met his girlfriend. They got together, and they have been together ever since. However, a little after they graduated, Shane killed another man and got them landed in jail again. He recently escaped, and ran with his girlfriend to this hotel.


Theme Song


Of Mice And Men|Product Of A Murderer
It consumes me, controls me, leaves me with nothing
But you know that I love how it tastes, fear and the fate.
I'll change face to get what I crave; fill my veins.

This gets me by (you know it feels good, you know it feels so good)
The drugs that keep me high (you know it feels so good, but you know it all
Feels so fake)

Product of a murderer, you stole everything from me.
This poison hurts; feels so empty.
Fill my veins with this sin
Shaking on the ground
My head's going crazy from within.
Cold sweats; shaking in my shame.
Heart stops; dying where I lay.

This gets me by (you know it feels good, you know it feels so good)
The drugs that keep me high (you know it feels so good, but you know it all
Feels so fake)
These drugs that keep me high

Sense of reality, perception falls, feels so empty.
Cold sweats, the pain, skin crawls, the shame.
Please save me
Please save me
This is the way I wanted to live
But you know, I was scared of the world
Praying it all would go away

This is the way I wanted to live
But you know, I was scared of the world
Praying it all would go away

This is the way I wanted to live
But you know, I was scared of the world
Praying it all would go away

So begins...

Zeke Young's Story

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Jessica blinked awake. Her everything hurt as couldn't move her naked brown bruised body to get out of bed. She sat up slowly, looked around at the chaos from last night. Glass shattered, furniture broken, her lip busted, her ribs sore. Her eyes fell on the source of all this chaos. There he lie. The love of her life and thr bane of her existence. Zeke. This would have looked like to the normal eye like she was in a abusive relationship and she was. To a certain degree. When he was Shane as he was last night. She'd agrued with this version of him. Screaming for him to let Zeke out. She wanted her boyfriend not the murder. Jess was never one to hold her tongue. She never backed down. Her pride wouldn't let her. Even when Shane had reared back and smacked her clean around the face. Most women maybe would have cried, or ran or something a bit more rational but not Jess. She full on football trucked him into the wall where their fight began. Then at some point was a moment of clearity. Shane or Zeke. She wasn't sure which had stopped and they'd began to fuck each other unconscious.

That was her life...

Jess took a breath. She turned to him. She didn't know who she was going to get so she wa slightly nervous. She gently brushed a hand over the brusies her own fists had left. "Hey..." She whispered and realized then she didn't want to get out of bed just yet. She slid beside him. "You awake yet?" She said with a small kiss to the sore on his jaw.

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Slowly dredged up from an alcohol induced slumber, Zeke groaned when he felt something touch a rather tender spot on his jaw. He wasn't quite registering sounds yet. All he knew was that his body felt injured, yet incredible. I don't remember having sex last night... Then it hit him. The son of a bitch slept with her!

And there ain't shit you can do about it, you little pussy.

It terrified Zeke when Shane talked back to him. It made him feel like he was about to break through and take over again. Which was very possible if Zeke didn't let go of his anger right now. He was afraid to open his eyes and assess the damage that he had done. But he had to eventually. Slowly, he cracked his eyes open to take in the mess of a room that was around him. Broken glass everywhere, dissheveled belongings. The bed was just as much of a mess as everything else though. How adventurous had he gotten?

Finally, he looked down to the love of his life. The one thing he was most terrified to take inventory of. He saw her face, busted up, her body, bruised. He had done that. Well, not him, but his body had done that. A look of sorrow entered his eyes and he touched her face, placing his fingers in the exact spos where a bruise had formed on her face from a rather powerful slap. "I'm sorry..." He managed in a whisper, then took his hand off her and covered his eyes with his arms. This was part of a normal thing with them, yet each time it happened, he still felt just as bad as the first time. He hated himself for what he did. Surely, he'd be adding new cuts to his repitoire when Jess wasn't looking. Not that she'd be able to tell what was from him and what was from the fight anyways. And why should she care? Why should she even love him? She shouldn't; that's what the answer was.

"Well, fucked up again, huh?" He laughed somewhat bitterly, then got up from the bed. He couldn't lay next to her anymore, not right now. He deserved the cold feeling he got away from her. He began to clean up the messs they had made, picking up picture frames and putting them back on dressers. Putting drawers back inside of dressers, and shoving clothes back into them. He needed to keep himself busy.

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Jess’ eyes closed some as Zeke rose his hand to her cheek. Right where Shane had slapped her last night. She sighed when he pulled his hand away. “Zeke.” She said with a sigh as he started to clean. He did this. Every Time, when Shane hurt her. He didn’t want to be near her.

She stood up and made him face. “I’m fine.” She said. “ Okay. I’m fine. I can take it.” She said placing her hands on either side of his face. She kissed him deeply before pulling away. “I love you, Zeke.” She told him, honestly. She loved him so unreasonably much that she’d put up with this madness. Maybe she was mad to. She kissed him again, pulling his arms around her waist. Now she knew which one she had last night. She hoped it was Zeke but it wasn’t. She wanted her boyfriend. Not Shane. But Zeke and she was sure he was himself now so she’d take this opportunity to be with him. Even if he didn’t want to be near her.

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He couldn't look at her. He couldn't even aloow himself to enjoy the kiss that she had given him. He refused to move from his resolution. He didn't deserve her or her love. He took his arms off her and sat on the bed, cradling his head in his hands. "I love you too Jess, you know that. But you shouldn't have to just deal with this! With him! Both of us!" His hands clenched a large amount of his own hair as they turned to fists.He stood and started pacing, fighting the waves of emotion coursing their way through him. He suddenly turned to her, with the hurt in his eyes.

"Don't you see?! I can garuntee you did not want to be hit and tortured when you entered this relationship. Yet, that's all I do! Well, all he does. But then afterwards I can't even stand myself enough to touch you!" He looked over her body, seeing all the fresh cuts and old scars, bruises varying in shades of yellow and dark black. And he knew it wouldn't stop either. He would never have control of this, never have control of that sick fuck. The fact that someone so vile was inside of him made him just-

Shane

Suddenly, Zeke's body stiffened and a whole new look came into his eyes. One of hunger, anger, and plain evil. His mouth twisted into a grin and he took a step toward Jessica, wrapping his arms around her in a suggestive way, molding her body to his. "Well, if he can't touch you, I sure can." With that, he began to kiss and bite on her neck a bit, and he laughed, whispering agaunst her skin. "Zeke hates when I do that." Shane's arms tighten around her, holding her in a death grip similar to a cobra as his hands searched her body.

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"I love you too Jess, you know that. But you shouldn't have to just deal with this! With him! Both of us!" Zeke said pulling away from her. Jessica sighed heavily. “ I don’t care!” She reaching for him but he didn’t hear her. He turned to her. The look in his eyes, broke her heart. All for her well being. "Don't you see?! I can guarantee you did not want to be hit and tortured when you entered this relationship. Yet, that's all I do! Well, all he does. But then afterwards I can't even stand myself enough to touch you!" He said and she sighed. “not that’s not what I wanted. I wanted you. Good and Bad.” She said but than something happened.

Shane...
He pulled her to him, grabbing her ass. She grimaced. "Well, if he can't touch you, I sure can." He said and he kissed on her neck and nipped her soft skin.It made her shiver. Shane knew she liked it. Zeke did too. "Zeke hates when I do that." He said and she shoved him off of her. “Fuck off, Shane.” She barked giving him a slap across the face. Here we go again... She thought. This was just like last night. She wanted...yearned for her boyfriends touch yet he wouldn’t touch her than the side that wanted her, she didn’t want near her. It was frustration but if Shane didn’t touch her, She’d never be touched. Zeke didn’t feel he deserved it. “ I want Zeke back. Let him out!” She spat. Anger boiling in her.

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Shane laughed a bit bitterly when he felt the smack of her hand against his skin. "Going for it rough again, are we?" He said in a low voice. He knew what he wanted, and he would damn well get it. "You and I both know that he isn't man enough for you. C'mon, quit kidding yourself. He blames himself for things that I did!" He laughed again. "You should hear his inner monologue sometimes. It's fucking pathetic." He grabbed her chin with one hand and made her face him, looking him in the eye. "Such a pretty little face. Too bad tat I have to wreck it some more."

A small, crooked grin crossed his face as an evil glint passed into his eyes once again. He would make this girl scream and cry, even if he had to kill her to do it. His fist backed up to a startig position, threatening to hit, and then-

Zeke

He swung the fist that had been ready to hit Jessica into his own stomach and he fell to the floor, gagging from the impact of the blow. He rolled away from Jessica for a moment, but gave in to his yearning and stood up, then scooped her up into his arms. he sat on the bed with her in his lap and he buried his face into her neck, whispering to her. "I'm sorry.. I wish I could promise you that it won't happen again, but I can't... I just can't... I'm so sorry..." He held her in a gentle embrace, but still squeezed her tightly to him. The cold and darkness inside of him began to recede with her touch and the scent of her skin. He just had to close his eyes and not remember what his body, his fists had done to her. He could only imagine all of the pain that she went through for him. One thing that he was glad for was the fact that she fought back against Shane. When he came back, he could feel the aches from the blows she gave, and he felt he deserved it. He just wished he could somehow get her to hit him while he was himself.

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"Going for it rough again, are we?"[b/] Shane said and she narrowed her eyes. She knew what slapping him would cause but she didn't care. She may be a girl but she sure as hell wasn't a pussy. She’d fight until the end. [b] "You and I both know that he isn't man enough for you. C'mon, quit kidding yourself. He blames himself for things that I did!" He said and Jessica’s jaw set. She didn't have time for words with him. He wasn't worth it. "You should hear his inner monologue sometimes. It's fucking pathetic." He said and she turned her head away from him, with her arms folded. “ You are such a colossal ass.” She said shaking her head. He then grabbed her face, with a death grip on her jaw that was sure the leave bruises. "Such a pretty little face. Too bad that I have to wreck it some more."
Jessica raised her chin. Almost begging him to punched her as his fist cocked back . An eyebrow raised giving her a look that read. 'Go ahead and hit me. See what'll happen.' His fist flew and she braced herself but her eyes never wavered. Suddenly, his fist changed course and plowed into his own stomach. He dropped to the floor and she dropped to his side. She knew that was Zeke now. She always could tell the difference even when people -namely the police- couldn't. She knew Zeke and she knew Shane that she wished she didn’t know the latter. He rolled away from her and their eyes met. Soon he scooped her into his arms and sat down. She wrapped her arm around him as he buried his face into her neck. "I'm sorry.. I wish I could promise you that it won't happen again, but I can't... I just can't... I'm so sorry..." He whispered, holding her close. “Shhh.” She cooed. “ I know. I know.” She said,holding his head to her chest, stroking his hair. She knew he was sorry, She knew he didn't want this to happen and tried his hardest to stop it. That’s what made it all somewhat okay. She knew he was in there. The man that she loved more than her own life. She’s already proven that. She’d ride with him through the gates of hell if he asked her too. She was already there when Shane was in control. She could feel the bruises forming on her jaw but she ignored them. She placed her hands on either side of his face and she pressed her lips against his she pulled back and looked into his eyes. “ Everything you just said. How sorry you are. How you wish you could stop this. That is enough for me. You want to. You’re trying to. I know you love me, Zeke. Everything else. I’m a tough bitch. I can take it.” She said and before he could protest. She pressed her lips to his again, this time deeply.




Damien sat up slowly from his dreamless sleep. He was hungry. He could feel the madness that came with the bloodlust. He didn't feed, he'd snap. Lose himself. Lose complete control. He dressed in all black. He saw no other color best suited for him anyway. He made his way through the long corridor of his home. He walked down the concrete stairs of his dark basement until he reached a large door. His entire home match his own dark personality. That is until this room. Where he held her. The one single person in the world who seemed to be able to ensnare him. The one person, in the centuries that he has been the way he is, that has calmed him.

He hated her...yet...loved her.

There was something about this girl that had him vexed.

He opened the door and there she lay. The porcelain beauty he both loved and loathed.

She had the perfect name.

“Evangeline.”

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Zeke let her kiss him, and for once, he let himself kiss her back. He held her tightly as his soft lips searched her's for the love she said that she had for him. Not to say he didn't believe her when she said she loved him, he just needed to feel it in that moment. After a few moments of their passionate embrace, Zeke forced himself to pull away. So much had already happened, and they hadn't even left the room yet. He realized that he had acquired a ravenous hunger while everything had been happening between the three of them; himself, Shane, and Jessica, that is. He knew that Jessica was surely just as hungry as he was, or at least a little hungry. He gave Jessica a tentative smile as his stomach gave a loud rumble.

"What do you say we go and get some food, hm?" He asked hernin a soft voice, still holding her close. He could see the bruises developing on her face where Shane had held her chin, and he vowed to himself that someday he would kill Shane. But that would also mean killing himself, so he would have to wait. The day he killed Shane would be the day Jessica died. He knew it without a shadow of a doubt. This romance would be something straight out of a Shakespearean play for sure. In the mean time, he would just clean up the messes that Shane made during his time in control.

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Jessica felt him embrace her kiss and she couldn’t help but feel relieved. She’d been yearning his touch for so long and he just wouldn’t. She deepened the kiss hoping to go further but then he pulled away. She heard a rumble and she looked at him when he smiled. She giggled ignoring the pain in her jaw. ."What do you say we go and get some food, hm?" He said and she nodded. “Sure.” She said, not really wanting to leave his lap but she climbed off of him. She kept a smile on her face as she ran her fingers through her hair.
it was time to paint now.

She hated going out because she had to put on a mountain of makeup to look as if nothing had happened. People would think he was beating on her. The last thing she needed was some hero try and save her from a disastrous relationship. Sure that’s what it was but still. If they found Zeke. After what Shane did. She’d lose him. She couldn’t bare to lose Zeke. Shane, obviously, is what she could do without. She looked around for her make up bag and slipped into the bathroom. She got to work applying concealer and foundation that matched her bronze skin. She applied it around her eyes and on her chin. She’d didn’t know what she’d be wearing yet as she was only dressed in a tank top and her panties. She slid lipstick over her busted lip. Brushed eyeshadow over her bruised eye. This had been her daily routine for 5 years now. Maybe she was crazy but all of the pain she suffered. It was better than before this. She was a stripper, men grabbing at her, looking at her like she was meat. If she could deal with that. She could handle Shane. Zeke was worth it.


Damien looked at Evangeline. He gave her a quick grin. “Morning.” He said and walked up to her. Her scent was intoxicating in and of itself. He stepped closer. He took in her scent, he didn’t bother with anything else. He was hungry. He needed her now. Her taste and her touch. He pulled her into his arms gently, a hand at the small of her back and slide up and into her hair. He looked into her eyes. “You would like to feed me, yes?” He asked, his eyes glowing a deep crimson red.He knew she would give him her blood without the compulsion but he didn’t know what to expect from her. He touch her arm into his hand and kissed her wrist before showing her his fang..

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He had been glad that Jessica had said yes to going out and eating something. He really was starving, his stomach had been giving plenty of testimonies to that fact. So, he had gotten up off the bed and headed to the dresser with a good bit of excitement. He grabbed a plain sweater that was a cream color, along with some blue jeans and a necklace that Jessica had given him in high school. Shane had broken it time and time again, but Zeke would always fix it. Eerily, he realized, it was just like their relationship.

It was then that he looked into the bathroom to see Jessica applying layer upon layer of make up to cover the marks Shane had given her. A sad look came into his eyes that made him seem older than he was. He hated that she had to wear make up. She was so beautiful without it, even with the terrible marks that he had given her. It upset him to see her cover her natural beauty with artificial things that society deemed beautiful. But, he knew it was necessary, so he never protested against it in high school. Besides, that stuff was kind of mushy to him, and he tried to avoid the mushy stuff. It made him feel queasy. It was why he hated romance movies and couple hanging around in public with their PDA. He was fine with the hand holding and hugging, maybe one or two kisses. But the couples that ignored the rest of the world and just made out in front of everyone... Maybe it was just his hait of closing his emotions off to the rest of the world, but he didn't like it.

Zeke walked over to Jessica, winding his arms around her waist from behind and burying his face in her neck as he held her. "You know I love you, right?" He always got scared that maybe she doubted his love because his lack of a romantic side. He really did try for her, to do the romance thing. But it always turned out wrong and he always felt awkward and like the biggest idiot in the world when the whole thing was over.

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"What kind of question is that?"

Zeke frowned when he heard her own question to his. "A serious one." He told her, wanting her to take this seriously. He did enjoy being playful, but he wanted to be sure that she knew. "Of course I do." With that being said, Zeke relaxed a bit again, planting small kisses along the base of her neck as his arms held her in a tender embrace. As far as he was concerned, this was all that he needed. As long as he had Jessica close by and loving him, he'd be alright.

The next words out of Jessica's mouth sent waves of emotion through Zeke's chest. He hid his face in her neck as he fought the tears that her sweet words had brought to his eyes. He would not show any more weakness to her. He just wished that his words could illicit this type of reaction from her. He had never been good at the poetic type of stuff, not really sharing feelings easily. And he had absolutely no idea how to put his love for her into words. He didn't even know if it was possible at all.

When she turned to him, his eyes still begged for forgivness from her for all that she went through for him. Then, she ran her fingers across the chain around his neck. "This right here, let's me know you care about me." He placed his hand over her's on his chest, kissing her back sweetly as she kissed him. "Even more reason for me to wear it all the time." He said with a crooked smile that crinkled the sides of his eyes. He then took her hand, and nodded his head toward the door. "You ready to go and grab something to eat now?

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Jessica smiled at him. God, she loved this man. She never thought she would love anyone as much as she loved him. She looked at her self in the mirror. She wore a simple tee and fitting jeans. She looked as well as she could. She didn't have very many nice clothes. They were always on the run so they didn't have the money for things like that. She didn't let it bother her. It wasn't like she came from money anyway. “Yea. I'm ready.” She said and grabbed her bag. She took his hand and lead him out the door.

She walked with him hand to hand until they were at in simple little diner. She smiled warmly at him. She had about 50 bucks on her now. She had a few thousand saved up but that was for when they could truly get away. She wanted to go someplace tropical. Maybe like Panama. She wasn't sure what they were going to do next but as long as she was with him. She really didnt' care.

Once inside they approached the counter, almost immeditaly Jess attracted attention. She had an exotic look about her being African American and Japanese coupled with the fact that she had an amazing body, she was targeted for one reason or another. So long as no one had the balls to hit on her while Zeke was present, or if she could get rid of them fast enough before he could return -a skilled she has yet to master- then everything would be fine.

So far, she caught the eye of a young -ish- biker and his crew. She took a breath and kept her attention on Zeke.

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It was a shame that Zeke had, in fact, notice the attention that his girlfriend was getting. It downright pissed him off. But he didn't really have a place to be telling them what to look at. He should be taking it as a compliment, that his girlfriend was that attractive to not just him. But he wasn't. All he was, was jealous and pissed off. But he wouldn't-

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He wouldn't, but I would!

Shane tightened his grip on Jessica's waist, then pulled her in for a long, and rather graphic, kiss. He then turned back to the group of bikers, giving them a rather menacing smile. "Oi! You guys looking for a show? We require payment up front." He said with a chuckle. However, one of the biker men were a bit brave. "How much to get first hand experience with the girl?" Shane's gaze turned murderous. "It'll cost you your life, you little prick. Look at my girl the wrong way again, I'll smash your God damn face in."

With that, the entire little gang stood up. Shane grinned from ear to ear and let Jessica go. "C'mon boys! I haven't had a good fight in ages!" He yelled. It was about then that the manager of the place stood up and came over to see what was going on. Both parties were kicked out of the diner. But before they left, Shane grabbed Jessica and kissed her provocatively once again. He laughed at her protests and walked out of the place with her.

"You won't want your precious boy toy back now. I'm sure that isn't the last we'll see of those guys. And Zekey boy can't fight worth a shit."

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Jessica felt the cold change as Shane emerged. She took a deep breath. “Don't.” She pleaded to him, placing a hand on his arm. She was gentle with Shane right now. The last thing she needed was for him to snap. A part of her felt a twinge of pride that Zeke grew that jealous when guys were looking at her. She just prayed that they didn't approached. When one of the guys, a blonde man with just as many tattoos as Zeke stood up and walked towards them. Jessica sighed.

Of course, why should her prayers be answered.?

Soon chaos ancewed and she and Shane were ushered out.

She raked her hands through her hair. "Fuck! Shane, you did not have to pick a fight like that." She practically screamed, shoving him a few times. "You're just making things worse." She said, storming away. She just wanted a simple day out with her boyfriend. Not the twisted fuck who controlled his body. She felt tears sting her eyes. She loved Zeke so much. She would put up with this but still, it was taxing. "Why can't you just leave us alone?!" She cried and her little outburst seemed to alert the horde.

"Aw, Did he make you cry. Why don't you come over here and let me make it all better?" said one of them. "Fuck off, Asshole!" She barked and a few of them visibly jumped. She looked at Shane.

Of course, he was right. Now they had this shit to deal with.

Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind at her waist. "Let go!" she kicked and screamed. "After we deal with big mouth, we'll have our fun with you." He said and the rest of the men went after Shane.

Just don't kill anybody...again.
She thought.

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He didn't have to pick a fight like that? Didn't she know him at all? He feigned a hurt expression, putting his hand over his heart. "You don't want me around? Awh, I just wanted to play like Zeke got to. It gets awfully stuffy in that mind of his. Besides, he's such a downer." Shane was pretty pissed that she had shoved him. In fact, he was ready to hit her now. And hard. ANd he wouldn't stop. Much to Zeke's disapproval, Shane imagined beating the living shit out of her. He knew it would get a rise out of Zeke, and would help him to keep control. Unlike last time.

Then those pricks started laying their hands on his girl. Our girl. Zeke interjected into his mind. Shut the fuck up! He thought back, trying to shove him back into the recesses of their joint mind. But then, as the guys began to approach them, something odd happened.

They were both in control of the body.

Both Zeke and Shane began to throw punches and grab the men that attempted to hurt them. Their combined rage came out as a deafening roar as they began to smash faces into the concrete, then tripping another thug and straddling them, punching them over and over again. "Let go of her!" Zeke's voice said as Shane's fists continued to hit. Then, they both got up and tackled the man who was holding onto Jessica, and began to punch him and knee him in the side. They grabbed fistfuls of hair and bashed the back of his skull into the pavement over and over again. Their body was covered in blood, the blood of the groaning men on the ground. They would need medical attention. But this guy? He wouldn't make it out alive. They were both in a frenzy, seeing red. Long after the guy had stopped moving and making noise, they continued to hit him and smash him into the ground. Animalistic grunts and growls came from them as they continued to do this, the effort exhausting them.

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Before Jessica had time to blink, She was knocked to the concrete, her head hit the ground so hard, she saw stars. She didn’t know how long she sat there, trying to get her bearings but it was hard to focus. Everything was moving so fast and sound seemed to bounce around her head like in an empty room. Her skull throbbed and she could feel the burning of an open wound and the trickle of blood crawling down her face. She shook it off as best she could. “Sh-Shane.” Her words were slurred a bit and she could hardly get to her feet. “ Shane s-stop.” She said, stumbling forward. she knew what was happening. Shane was killing him, Sure the tool deserved it but Zeke would have to deal with the consequences.

She reached him finally, her tunnel vision gone now. She grabbed a hold of his shoulders. “ We have to go.” She said, pulling him off of the man. He was dead, she could see that. “ Shane. We have to go!” She told him as she noticed there were onlookers. Shit... She thought, as she saw phones out. Her head started to hurt bad then. “ The cops.” She urged him, pulling on his shoulder hoping he’d stop.

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"Cops."

Zeke snapped his head up, his fist freezing. He looked at all the people with cameras. Every single one of them ran for their lives. He looked down at his bloody fist and the limp body under him. He moved a shakey finger to find a pulse in the guy's neck. There was none. Shane had killed again. And what was worse? Zeke had been a part of it. He had felt the punches and felt the warm blood. He heard the screams and the cracking of bones in his face. And he could feel his hand now, hurting.

It was just like Shane to ditch out as soon as the cops were mentioned. Though it didn't always happen. If the cops had already been there, he probably would have stayed for a fight. But Zeke didn't have time for that. He got up, grabbing Jess's hand, and bolted in the direction of the hotel. He took back streets and long confusing ways in case someone was watching. The cops wouldn't be able to tell where he was going. Finally, they made it to the hotel, but he didn't stop running until they got into the room and locked the door. He then collapsed to the floor and began heaving with sobs and his body attempted to empty it's already barren stomach. Someday, this stress was going to kill him.

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Jessica ran with Zeke...or Shane. Right now she couldn't tell. She had tunnel vision and her head swam. She didn't know where she was going so she just let him drag her on.
Once in the hotel, Zeke locked the door and dropped to the ground sobbing. Jess leaned against the door. Her breathing labored, everything was out of focus. She blinked but she started to realise that her blinks were much longer then normal. She wanted to sleep but she knew she couldn't. Not atleast for a couple of hours. Her head hurt way too bad. She knew from fights with Shane what a concussion felt like. "Z-zeke." She slurred, her legs growing weak and she collapsed underneath her own weight. Blood had ran down her face, her neck and stained her top. She couldn't go to sleep but it seemed her body though otherwise. "M-my...head."She managed. She felt dizzy, her head lolling back and forth as she fought with herself to stay conscious.



Damien looked at Evangeline. "Of course." He said to her request. It was odd. Where did she get such a mark? How? How could she do that on a stone? Who would dare treat his prize so shamefully?

Then he thought.

Since when do I care the condition they are in?

That's what she does to him. She's changed him in a way he didn't-couldn't understand.

He watched her movements. Her black bra slipped down, revealing her porcelain skin. So fully of life and warmth. For so long he'd been avoiding taking her. For fear, his desire for her body would overcome him and he'd break her but he could almost feel her lust for him. It seemed as though it was the very thing he was avoiding was what she yearned for.

Before he himself knew what was happening, a hand slowly dropped to her thigh, his fingers brushing ever so gently against it, the sheet blocking her warmth some. He found himself then trailing small kisses upon her shoulder to her neck and then her lips. He shouldn't be kissing her. It implied what he dreaded.

Love.

But it was too late, the same force that pressed his lips against hers was the same force wanting to pull him back. Damn her. Damn her for making him feel this way.

Such confliction in the centuries old vampire. Such confusion. Why? Because of a lone human girl. Whose very touch made him weak, whose blood was like liquid sugar as it poured down his throat. He hated her yet loved her.

He wanted her gone but needed her to stay.

He'd thought he'd won when he'd found her but alas, he was wrong.

His fingers curled around her thigh gently as he deepened the kiss.
(Sorry Love, I completely missed your post._.)

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Zeke finally snapped out of his sobbing fit, tears still running down his face as he saw Jessica fall to the ground. He saw the blood running down her neck. "Jessica!" He yelled out. How had he let things get so out of hand so quickly? He crawled to her, tears still falling rapidly down his face. "I'll take care of you babe, I'll be better... I promise, I'll be better..." He whispered to her as he cradled her head in his lap. He then picked her up, bringing her to the bathroom of their suite. He put her into the bath tub and started the water, not caring if her clothes got wet at this point. They were being soaked with blood anyways.

"Don't go to sleep, Hun, please. Stay awake. Stay with me. I know I don't deserve it but-" His voice broke and he started sobbing once again, grabbing the detatchable shower head and rinsing the back of her head. "Please..." He said, holding her tight and burying his face into her chest, dropping the shower head as his body shook with the sobs that came out of him. Shane was right. He was weak. He was a pussy. And nothing was about to change that. There was just so much blood, he didn't know what to do. He couldn't call 911. The cops were after him. He was lost.

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Zeke couldn't take this. All he wanted was to go and find his blade, and draw deep vertical lines on his wrists and bleed out. But he had to clean Jessica up first. He suddenly became very calm, his tears stopped. He had the calm of a man who knew what he was going to do. His plan was already set. So, he sat up and rinsed the blood thouroughly from Jessica's hair, then he sat her up against the wall and went to get the gauze.

He came back after a few seconds and then wrapped her head with the gauze, a thick layer of it all around her head to stop the bleeding. He then picked her up and carried her back to the bed, paying her down on her side. "Don't go to sleep." He said in a mechanical voice, then he went back to the bathroom and closed the door.

He looked around the room at the mess they had left behind. He grabbed the cleaning products and scrubbed up the blood from Jessica, and cleaned the rest of the bathroom. At least after he was gone, she'd have a somewhat clean bathroom. Minus the mess he would make in the tub. He then picked up his razor, and stepped into the bath tub, pulling his shirt over his head. He would make this as long and painful as he could. First he cut up his chest and stomach, making the blood flow down as the adrenaline pumped through his veins. Hopefully she didn't fall asleep. And hopefully she couldn't still get up. He was no where near done yet.