Inject Me Sweetly / Dusk Until Dawn

:Inject Me Sweetly: Chapter Thirty-Six

"Oh?" he said after a moment, coming to a halt just above where my ribs started. "You're right Joel."

"Told you."

Without warning, he ripped open the part of my dress that covered the midsection. I gasped, feeling the cold air nip at my newly exposed skin. "What are you doing?" I cried, feeling his cold hands touch my skin.

"What do you think?"

"Let go of me!"

With a lightning realization, I realized what he was looking for at the exact moment he grabbed it.

The stake.

"Look what I have here, Sebastian," Ashton started in a jeering manner, holding the stake out in front of him. "Our little Emily brought the perfect weapon."

Horror washed over me. What had I done? Brought the weapon that was going to be used to kill Sebastian? I couldn't let that happen! "Ashton, stop! Leave him alone!"

"Shut up, Emily."

"No! Leave him alone!"

"Emily," Sebastian said in a warning tone. "Be quiet."

I gaped at him. How could he be so collected in a situation like this? Didn't he know what was going to happen?

"Do you have any last words?" Ashton inquired.

Sebastian held himself steady, proudly straightening his back. Anyone watching him could tell how much effort it took for him to do that. "Even if you kill me, you won't become king. No one would follow a despicable person like you."

"We'll see about that," Ashton responded dryly. "The sad thing about this situation is I can't be the one to kill you. I can't sully my royal hands, you know?" he joked.

"Who is then?"

Ashton turned his head, looking directly at me. "She is."

"I am not," I responded at once. "No! Sebastian isn't dying! Solomon or Vincent will arrive any second and stop you—"

"It's either you kill him, or Luca and Joel will go kill all your little human friends."

Caught off guard, I didn't respond immediately. How dirty could he get? "I won't kill Sebastian," I stated firmly.

"Emily."

"No Sebastian! You finally managed to say what you wanted about everything! You're not wasting it!"

Luca scuffed his foot on the ground. "We're running out of time. As soon as all the guests are gone Solomon will come looking."

Ashton held out the stake to me. "Go ahead, Emily."

Joel let me go. I hesitated, staring at the sharp, wooden weapon. Thinking fast, I gripped the holy water in my hand. There was still a little bit left... I reached my hand out like I was going to reach the stake, doing my best to stay expressionless. Ashton moved closer so I could grab it more easily. Closing my eyes, I whipped the rest of the holy water at him. He shouted in pain, informing me my target was made. Clenching the stake in my hand, I shot toward Sebastian, ready to grab him and run.

"Sebastian!" I cried, gesturing with my free hand to turn around and start moving. We were only feet apart now. If I stretched out my hand, I'd be able to grab him and help him.

His eyes widened. "Emily—"

Before I knew what was happening, my hand was thrust forcefully out toward him. Dumbfounded, I could only watch as my hand was forced to his chest, the wood piercing through his skin with an amazing force. Time froze at that moment. Like a movie in slow motion, our gazes met, both wide and surprised. Then they dropped down to his chest, where the stake was now pushed all the way in. After that they shot to over my shoulder, where Luca was standing, holding my wrist in place so I couldn't pull the stake away.