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Life Goes On	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 1882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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...Nick Knight, Geraint Wyn Davies. Well contain descriptions, depictions
of real people. I claim no personal knowledge of these artist/actors and their sexual orientation or personal lives. I do not own rights to any of the people mentioned herein. No profit is being made.
Authors Note: All thoughts are in Italics. Blood may not be sweet to human's, but for vampire's, it very well may be.
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Life Goes On(Pt6)
Joe watched Evelyn run inside her home and heard the locks click into place. All the lights blazed from the windows. Her shadow fell across one window as she pulled the curtains closed, then faded from his view.
    Joe ran his fingers through his hair. ‘What have I done?’ He scared her to death with his little game, minutes after fucking her on the hood of her car. ‘What the hell was I thinking doing that to her?’ Joe turned away from her house and flew through the cool night air towards his house. The bottled blood wine beckoning to him to move faster. It would…he hoped…quench his desire for warm blood. He was confused about what had come over him. In all these years of being a vampire he had never done anything like this. ‘Sure I’ve hunted before, but not like this. I almost killed her, offered her a life of eternity. What’s wrong with me?’ Joe questioned himself and found no answers. He landed outside the door and threw it open. It slammed shut behind him as he made his way to the kitchen. He grabbed a few bottles of blood wine and guzzled both down, then took another with him to his room.
    He flopped down in his chair and stared at his journal. Taking another drink from the bottle he sat it down and picked up the pen. Hoping that getting lost in his writing would deter him from what he sought earlier tonight.
     JTE Journal                                                      May 2024
It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything in here.
  I left off writing about the past and I’m going to leave it there and come to the now, the present.
  I recently found out about the relationship between Amber and Nick. I was furious at first, ready to do Nick bodily harm. Then it dawned on me…Amber was happy, something I hadn’t seen in awhile. And it was all Nick’s doing. I can’t fault him for that….everything else yes…but not that. Nick made my baby girl happy again after the fiasco of a five-year marriage to David. What an ass he was. He wanted Amber for her money and who she was…Joe Elliott’s daughter. We all knew it and tried to tell her not to marry him, but she is stubborn like me and married him anyway. He was all sweet and gushy the first year and after he realized that Amber wasn’t going anywhere he changed. He became demanding over everything she did. Told her who her friends could be, what she wore, how to wear it. That she couldn’t have a job or leave to see her family without his approval. He would accompany her whenever she did, which wasn’t much. He started listening in on her calls to me. He orchestrated everything she did.
    Amber gave him money to get a business started earlier on. It didn’t take off the way he had hoped it would. He blamed Amber for his failure in making it big a success. Something about she didn’t support him in the business venture enough or give him enough money to make it big. So it fell through and he was jobless. He could stay home and watch Amber more closely then. She had money, lots of it and would live off of her.
Amber confided in me once that she wanted to leave him and in that same conversation, she told me that he had been beating her into submission to get what he wanted. The money for the business, even in bed, to see things his way. I never knew that he was doing that to her, she hid it well. And I never saw a mark on her.
   I came unglued and immediately flew to   London to see her. I was a very pissed off dad and vampire when I went into her house dead set on killing David. He had no idea that his father-in-law was a vampire, but he was about to find out. Amber begged me not to hurt him. She would take care of it in her own way. I relented after a heated argument with her and backed down, then went home. Put that on my list of mistakes.
When she got pregnant with Alex. David figured his free ride was going to last forever. He knew that Amber’s morals where to high to leave him, thus leaving Alex without a father figure….wrong you prick. Amber told me that he had been the picture prefect husband countless times over her pregnancy. Alex was born and he acted the loving father and husband.
  I didn’t hear from her for months after Alex turned a year old. She called me one night, she was crying over the phone.
   David had started his abuse again. This time it cost me my second grandchild. Ok, so I lost it…no one was going to talk me out off the death wish that David put on his head. I flew to   color:#333399">London , found David after a long search. Needless to say he found out about his father-in-law that night.
   It gives me great pleasure that I told him that Amber was not his anymore to beat and push around. I wasn’t going to allow it to happen ever again, not with Amber or any other woman. He begged for his life as I drained it from him. I never gave it a second thought, felt no remorse at taking his life. I drew comfort knowing that he would never hurt my little girl or grandson again or the grandchild I would never know. I don’t think Steve and Rebecca would meet him on the other side either. That bastard is burning in hell forever. I’ll chase him around the moons of Pluto if and when I get there. What fun that would be, but I’m sure that Steve and my beloved wife are already doing that, at least I hope so. No rest for the damned David, you deserved it.
  Which brings me back to Amber. She was relieved that David was dead when I told her what I had done to him. One more thing that she doesn’t hold against me. She never asked me what I did with his body, nor did she attend the funeral. I took her home after she was released from the hospital. That was almost three years ago, she has lived with me ever since. I take care of her like I have always done and she takes care of me and won’t hesitate to put me in my place when it deems necessary. Oh love…love…love is a silly thing when it comes to your children and what you would do to protect them.
  Now, I just have to get use to this idea of her and Nick together. I have to think about Amber’s happiness first and foremost in this situation. And if Nick is the one to do that…well I give him my blessing. That sounds funny coming from me. As much as I despise Nick most of the time and have tried for years to get him to leave my life and my house…he stays. Now that he and Amber are together he’s not going anywhere. He can stay under my roof until, well…forever.
I guess you could say that Nick and I share a love/hate relationship. Ha…that’s another funny…me loving Nick…that’ll be the day when hell freezes over. But who am I kidding…certainly not myself. It’s there in the dark recesses of my mind. If not for Nick pulling me back from two devastating times in my life I wouldn’t be here. Leave it to me to admit that I have enjoyed his company for the past….how long now? Something like 31 years I think. That’s a long time to put with the likes of Nick. But then again, he hasn’t made it all dull and boring. The pissing contests of words both of us are so fond in doing has remained intact. We can get each other so ruffled, we have to be miles apart to keep from killing each other.
    Rebecca told us once that we sounded like an old married couple. That one turned into fits of laughter the way she said it. No body can get me riled up like Nick and get away with it. I think he does it on purpose most of the time. Then he uses those ‘I’ve conquered the world looks’ when he knows he’s right, that makes me want to punch his face in. Ahh!! Ok…alright…fine…ok…there is love for him….somewhere.
    Then again there is also the hate. It will always be there no matter how long he stays in my life. Hate for the threats to end my life because of the growing feelings that Sav had for me. Nick saw me as a threat to end, at the time a very abusive relationship between he and Sav. Nick would constantly beat him to remind Sav just whom he belongs to. Sav would always take it, endure every punishing blow knowing that he was protecting me from Nick and his constent threats on my life.
  That’s the hate part of our relationship. For what he did to Sav all those years ago. It still bothers me to think about it. The times I would clean his wounds or sit with him for hours just holding him after Nick did whatever to get his point across that Sav belongs to him. Nick didn’t have to do it in that way, but I often wonder if Sav….
    The pen stilled as Joe’s thought’s trailed off. He reread what he had written. He sat up straighter and stared at Sav’s name until it became blurred. Visions of forcing himself on Sav, then making him suck him off. The bloody cut on Sav’s face that he put there. The hateful words he said all danced in his mind.
    “Oh shit…” Joe abruptly stood and flew from the room.
    He busted the door open to Sav’s room in his hast to confront him about what happened earlier. Joe quickly scanned the room. His eyes fell on Sav’s nude body sprawled on his stomach across the bed. Joe felt his insides stir with desire seeing him lying there like that.
    Movement on the other side of the room caught his attention. Joe took in his appearance standing there in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair still wet from a shower. His eyes darted back to the bed. The heavy smell of sex hung in the air.
    “Who are you?” the guy asked Joe.
    “I could ask you the same thing.” Joe replied still looking at Sav. “I live here.”
    Dylan saw the situation for what is was. ‘This is the boyfriend that Rick told me about. The one that put the bruises on him.’
    Joe ignored him. “Sav.”
    “He’s asleep Joe.”
    “How did you know….he told you about me?”
    “Yes.” Dylan saw the hurt flicker across his face. He knew it wasn’t the fact that he and Rick had been intimate, but for the way that Joe had treated him before.
    “I’m….didn’t mean to….sorry.” Joe stumbled over his words, then spun on his heels and left the room.
    Dylan went over and closed the door. He draped the towel over the chair and laid on the bed beside Sav, pulling the thin sheet over them.
    “Maybe you should go talk to him.” Dylan said after a long silence.
    “Why?” Sav mumbled and shifted beside him.
    “I saw the pain in his eyes Rick.”
    “So.”
    “You don’t care about him anymore?”
”I didn’t say that.” Sav shot back.
    Dylan contemplated his next question. “Did you use me to make him jealous?”
    Sav raised up on his elbows and looked down at him. “No.”
    “Then why am I here?”
    “Joe and I have been together for a long time Dylan. He’s had other lovers and so have I. It’s complicated relationship if you think about it.”
    “Is that what I am Rick. Your lover? Not just a one night roll in the sheets?”
    “We could be if you want to.”
    “What about….”
”Joe.” Sav finished for him. “Don’t worry about him.”
    Dylan glanced away. “You should still talk to him.”
    “I will….later.” Sav flopped back on the bed. “The sun is coming up…so go to sleep. My internal clock is winding down from the pending sunrise.”
    Dylan chuckled at his words. Minutes later he heard Sav snoring softly. 'Vampires do pass out at the approach of the sun, but I didn’t think they snored, didn’t even believe in them until I meet Rick.' Dylan turned on his side, running his hand along Sav’s back to rest on the lower part. He sighed and let sleep draw him in.
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