Christy bolted upright and looked over the edge of the bed at Rodriguez. "Forever?! Im stuck with a freaking vampire as my mate?! Forever?!!" she repeated in a whisper/yell. Groaning, she fell back onto her back on the floor and covered her eyes with her arm. "Im stuck with a vampire..as a husband..for the rest of my now miserable life.." she muttered. A gasp of surprise escaped her lips as she was suddenly lifted off the ground, quickly reaching out and grabbing a hold of him. Looking around quickly, she let go of him as he set her down on the bed gently. Looking up at him, she felt the strange urge to kiss him but she refused to follow through with it. Propping herself up with her elbows, she watched him take his place on the floor.<br/><br/>Frowning, Christy sighed heavily and threw the blanket over the edge on top of him. "Keep the blanket.. I dont need it..I get hot at night.." she muttered. Curling up as she turned onto her side, she buried her head in the pillow and squeezed her eyes shut. She tensed as he started talking about vampires again and this strange mark he kept mentioning from before. Pikcing up her wrist to look at the locket dangling there, she silently listened to his steady, deep breathing. Quietly, she moved out of the bed and tip-toed to the bathroom. Shutting the door with a soft click, she took off the locket and laid it on the counter before pulling her hair away from her neck. A gasp left her as she saw the black symbol on her neck, running her fingers over it to make sure it wasnt some stupid prank or anything.<br/><br/>No. It was definitely real. Looking at her nails then the mark, she hesitated before scraping her nails horizontally across the mark. Tearing away the skin as she dug deeper, she scratched and scratched but the mark wouldnt come off. The air stung the now exposed tissue and blood welled up from some of the areas where she had torn off the skin and tissue. Pulling her hair to one side of her neck, she grabbed one of the white rags from the rack and wet it with cold water. Pressing it against the stinging scratches, she winced and hissed softly from the pain. Standing there until she was sure it had stopped bleeding, she left the now bloody rag on the counter before grabbing her locket and snapping it back on her wrist. Being without the locket was like walking around naked, having forgotten to dress that morning. It was just something she wouldn't be able to stand.<br/><br/>Peeking out into the bedroom, Christy saw no movement and took that as a good sign. Running quietly across the room, she stopped at the edge of the bed and looked over at Rodriguez. He looked so peaceful..maybe just one kiss..Wait! No no. No kisses Christy, focus. Shaking her head, she emptied out her pockets, leaving her cellphone, wallet, and anything else she had on the bed. Picking up her wallet, she rooted around for money and pocketed two-hundred dollars and fifty-nine cents. Also taking her drivers license before tossing her wallet back onto the bed and looking at the window. Ninety-seven percent sure she had seen as fire escape on their way in, she tip-toed to the window and slowly unlocked it. Curling her fingertips underneath the ledge, she slowly pulled up on the window. A small squeaking sound emitted from the window, making her freeze in her place as she glanced over at him.<br/><br/>'Hm still asleep..Wonder if hes dead..' Christy thought as she watched him. He never even shifted once as she kept her eyes on him, slowly prying open the window as she continually watched Rodriguez. Glancing back at the window once she thought it was open enough, the opening just big enough for her to squeeze through now. Turning her blue eyes back to her mate, she smirked slightly and gave him a two finger salute. "Bye bye..Rodriguez.." she whispered, his name sending chills down her spine. Good ones though as she gripped the window seal in order to prevent a sigh of pleasure from escaping her. Everything about this man had her dying to be with him, but then again she still wasnt sure what in the hell was going on. So trusting her human instincts, she decided to run again, but this time she knew exactly where she was going.<br/><br/>Slipping through the small opening, she slid the window shut behind her before looking down. Christy's stomach did a flip-flop and she had to cover her mouth in order not to scream. "Three stories up?..Why did he have to pick the top floor.." she whispered, groaning softly as her stomach started to ache. Her movements were slow and clumsy but she soon made it to the alley below. Looking both ways before glancing up, she slowly started walking in the direction of the airport. Once she was confident that he wasnt going to pop out of nowhere again, she bolted off down the street.