He left and I called in sick for the rest of the day, and I hopped into the shower when Amanda, my roommate came in.
“Daisy, dear are you okay?” she called. Amanda, she is the only girl in school with short hair. She kind of reminds me of a pixie. This is why everyone wants to put jinxes on her, for she is different. You need the hair of the one you’re jinxing for it to work. So she keeps it short and I booby trap the door.
“Daisy, are you all right?” fuck! I forgot to answer her.
“Yeah, I just have had an eventful day, that’s all,” and then the door to our room was being knocked on. Amanda jumped up out of her bed; no doubt it was her boyfriend. By then I was all wet and soapy.
“Yeah I heard about your eventful day. Hold on I’ll get the door, so how was that mister James Slater?” she asked and I could hear her need of details. I shook my head, at the thought of telling her.
“It is your guy, yeah he is the hottest kid in school, so people are going to gossip, but I am not going to encourage them,” I told myself. “That is none of your business,” I told her hoping that she will close the conversation. Hoping that she will listen and take to memo.
“I know you want me to close the conversation, but that is a little hare being he’s here,” she said.
“Love, can I talk to you please?” James asked. At the thought of him being here, I slipped and broke my arm. The break was really loud, and James was in
there before I could register the pain. He hovered above me, unsure of what to do, and then the pain came and I screamed. I was trying to get out of the bottom of the tub, but it is harder when everything is wet and with one arm. He shut off the water and helped me out of the tub.
“James, can you hold me still please?” he gave me a pained look and glanced at my broken arm. “It’s a clean break all I have to do is pop it in the right position. Then I will get a cast in the morning, but right now I need you to hold me still while I do it. I will also need you to do something for me that will be tough for you though,” I explained.
“What will you need me to do?” he asked. It was nice that he was willing to help me.
“When I pop this back there is going to be blood,” he stiffened I knew I wouldn’t be able to say another word. All you have to say is blood, to a vampire and they think they know what you are talking about. “You didn’t let me finish! I need you to cover up and wipe the blood off then we can talk clearly when I’m not in pain,” he relaxed. He held me while I popped it back in place I screamed, a lot. I am not scared to admit it and James did his part. “There no pain, so now what are you doing here? I have school tomorrow and so do you,” he smiled and pulled me close.
“Like I said I need to talk to you and you need to be more careful and fall a lot less often. I may always be with you but I may be busy,” he said with my favorite smirk.
“Well I just don’t have the grace, like some people I know,” and then I realized that he was looking at me naked.
“Why are you blushing, love?” I looked away. I was looking for a towel to wrap myself it, to excruciate myself from this situation. I couldn’t look at him knowing my shame and fear was on my features. “This is extremely painful, for your blood calls to me, yet your body attracts me like any male in this fucking school,” I was going to say something, but he put his hand up for me not to interrupt. His hand returned to rubbing his temple. “And if that isn’t bad enough, I have to listen to every male thought in this school where it comes to you. Everyone wants you, but apparently no one can have you, not… Not even I,” he looked and sounded downright heartbroken. I reached for him, but stopped. I don’t know how to comfort a vampire; the only way I could think of has to do with my blood.
“I claimed you as mine when I was scared yet I followed you, and I was alone with you, even now I claim you as mine,” I told him. He looked up to see the truth in my eyes. I would offer him my blood. I tilted my neck towards him and he backed up against the door.
“Daisy, my love, my Luna Pusha, you do not know what you are doing,” then I touched him and I could feel him tremble against me.
“James, oh James remember when you said I was an Old Soul. I was a vampire in my old life, I know what I am doing. I can also tell that you haven’t fed, do feed damn you,” he just looked at me. He saw the truth in my eyes, as he looked up and down my body. His gaze darkened, the only thing that scared me now was that when he tastes my blood it may hurt him, I hope not. I really like him, but I, being a wolf and him a vampire, it won’t work.
What makes you think that it won’t work, love?
If we get together the blood wars will start again and I couldn’t have all those lives on my shoulders. I am so sorry, I love you I really, I do. I would appreciate that you stay out of my head, thank you.
He just smiled, which faded into a grimace. He was hungry and I was tempting him. “James, just feed when it get too much I’ll push you off,” he looked at me pained. I took a step towards and closed the space between us. We were touching body to body, and I could feel him trembling. I looked up at him and reached up to run my hand through his hair. He leaned down to kiss my neck, and then he bit me. Some people say it is completely pleasurable, but is sure as hell stung.
I knew I was shaking, so he took his muscular arms and wrapped them around me. We were like that for a few more minutes while he drank and I shook. Soon as it was told I had begun to like the sensation. Only too soon he released his hold on me, took a couple extra swallows, before he pulled away. I groaned out of frustration, doesn’t he know what I’m feeling?
“Go get dressed, I will be in the living room, please hurry love,” he paused.
“Yes?”I waited for him to continue. He smiled at me, looked me over.
“It hurts,” and he rubbed down under, indicating what he was talking about. I knew what was going to happen, but the weird thing was is that I was excited. I got on my knees and undid his zip, reached my hand inside and felt his hard ding-dong. I squeezed, he groaned in time with me for he was squeezing my boobs and I liked it. I redid his zip and sat on the toilet to give up some space and to avoid the temptation.
“I will make it better, I promise, it won’t hurt where it will be going. Where will we be going,” I asked. He turned to leave and answered me over his shoulder.
“We will be going somewhere with more privacy,” and then he left me in the bathroom. I heard Amanda trying to converse with him, he wasn’t talking to her, which I appreciated. I got out of the bathroom, and went to mine, and Amanda’s bedroom. I went to my side to my dresser, and got my black, lacy, Victoria Secret underclothes. I put them on as well as my leather, one piece outfit with some leather knee high boots. I was going to the living room, but I got a glance of myself in a mirror, I look like a runaway model gone Goth.
Now all I need are a pair of black shades, and bright red lipstick. I went back to the bedroom to get my shades and the lipstick, which I applied. When I finally entered the living room and all was well except it was too quiet.
“Well isn’t this exciting my boyfriend and roommate won’t even talk to each other to break the awkward silence,” I said as I entered the room. Which I noticed was that they sat as far away from each other as they could. After I spoke, James’s head was up in a blink of an eye. His jaw dropped almost immediately when he saw me.
“It is only awkward if you make it, and one should never look so tempting towards me. It hurts, physically and emotionally,” then he paused.
“Tempting towards you how,” I asked and you could hear the mischief in my words. He looked down and finally understood all of what I said.
“Wait, did you just call me your…Your Boyfriend,” all I did was nod my head and he was off the couch in an heartbeat.
“I’ll be back soon, okay Amanda? Don’t touch my c.ds, my clothes, or my leather collection,” I told her as James pulled me out of there. “James where are you taking me,” I asked. I was out of breath, so he stopped so I could catch it. Then we were off again, when we stopped again it was outside of a black and gold corvette. Which he unlocked and opened the passenger door for me. He went around and got in the driver’s side and started it.
“We are going to my house, for I don’t like to live on campus, because of my diet, if you know what I mean,” I could only nod for he was exploring the space between my legs. He was wearing shorts so I went exploring of my own. I found his sack and squeezed. When I did, we sped up, I realized don’t do that to an already horny, vampire, especially when he is driving a corvette. He pulled up in front of a mansion, and got out to open my door.
“Very human,” I complemented him with a smirk, which I was rewarded. He took my hand instantly and led me to the front door, which he opened as if he owned the place. “Do you have parents that will be angry that you brought home a bitch,” I blurted out. Too late I thought as I covered my mouth. As he pried my hand from my mouth he was comforting me well trying. Which worked I don’t think I could ever be upset in his presence.
“I don’t see a tail,” he teased. As he looked as my butt, so if he did have his parents here they would be mad.
Oh shit, I am going to start a bloody war all over again.
No you will not love, stop worrying.
Do you lurk in peoples’ minds all the time or something?
Or something like just yours, he smiled.
Does it stink in here or something? It burns my nose.
That is the smell of vampires which is a defensive mechanism, which is not good. That means that they are awake, and knows that she is here. What am I going to do? I can’t banish them, they are my parents.
I don’t think I was supposed to hear the last part. As we kept walking, the smell got worse, and I let Sister Wolf have semi-control in case things went bad, I would shift automatically. As we reached the top of the stairs, were who I guessed was his parents, I was scared and they could smell it. James took my hand once again when he smelt my fear, and rubbed comforting circles on the back of my hand.
“We told you, if you were to go to that school, you were not to tell any-one what we are,” one of the said. I guess it was his father. I was trying to leave, but James wouldn’t let me.
“Father,” yep I was right it was his father. “I didn’t tell her, she found out on her own. She is a supernatural like us just not a vampire,” he explained.
Will they kill me if I told them what I was?
Probably, I am trying to go the long was around to avoid that.
So you don’t have to banish them, but I don’t want you to have to suffer that pain.
How do you know that?
You are not the only one between us, that can hear the other ones’ thoughts. I am sorry.
“Mr. Slater, I am the last of my kind…” James interrupted me.
“Diamond don’t… Please don’t…” I put my hand to his mouth.
“James, you may bite my hand , that will not make me move it. As I was saying sir is that I accidentally killed my parents when I was little, I am the writer to Howling at the Moon. Everything is true in that book, for it was my past life and I am an Old Soul. In this life I am the last of your mortal enemies … I am a … Werewolf,” their reactions was quick and swift, so was mine and James.