The Wild Kitten

Chapter Twelve

      So far, me and Shane have been walking for about five or six hours, I never thought that escaping with a Vampire could be so fun, though, we had to stop at a bar so he could drink some bitches blood. We're right now at subway getting something to eat, the food smells so fucking delicious! And my heightened senses don't do much help too.

"Hey, Amber," Shane asks me after taking a bite of his sandwich, "Why are you here? I want to know your life story, because someone like you usually stays where they first came from."

"I'm here because my jackass of a mate rejected me," I started off,"And I'm here because I know that an Alpha without its mate will go mad, and a pa k without its Luna, either end up with a slut, or it will destroy itself from the inside out." It was true, Jack said that his Alpha lost his mate in battle, and one of the pack sluts convinced the Alpha the she was the next leader, and can give him children. Then a few months after they mated, the new Luna started to order the deaths of the lower ranked females, one of them was pregnant, so her mate killed the Luna, and so the pack has its own war between themselves.

"Uh, that seems exactly like you," Shane stares at me like I have another head or something on my face, "Wow, I never thought that you would actually do something like that!"

"Should I tell you my life story now? Or when we get a hotel room? Because I don't like telling my story in public, because you never know when there's an eavesdropper around." I stated blankly.

"Uh, yeah, sure," He stuttered rapping up his food and putting them in a bag, I took a big bite out of my sandwich, finishing it up and licking my fingers.

      We get up from our table and left. We headed to the door when a group of kids busted in laughing their asses off, I jumped back out of my cat like reflexes, bumping into Shane. He grabs my arms tightly and gently pushes me out of the restaurant.

"You can let me go you know," I hiss lowly, "I don't need a bodyguard, I can protect myself!" I nudge myself out of his Vampire grip and walk to his side.

"You jumped into me when those kids came in," He stated, "And don't even try to say it was something else, you have only one personality, and that's only hostile, brave, and fearless."

"Uh, how old are you?" I ask, "Because I think that being brave and fearless is the same thing."

"I'm three hundred and seveny-six years old, and bravery means that you'll stand up for what you believe and not caring what others think, and fearless means that youre not afraid of doing your own thing," He tells me,"So, they're not exactly the samething, but they're similar."

"Oh," I say, looking up at the sky in annoyance. I meant as the whole 'How old are you?' thing as a joke, but at least now I can use his age as a threat now or something like that.

       We walked in silence for about five-teen minutes before we saw the hotel, "Finally! I hate walking in the city now a days," Shane exclaims, "Back then when I was still a human, there weren't as many sluts in the streets, or people who looks like they'll rape you!"

"Yeah, yeah, that's nice to hear, but keep you fucking voice down!" I snarl,"There's humans here, so shut the fuck up!" I push the door open harshly, walking up to the cashier woman that was wearing the typical hotel suit, was showing off her totally fake boobs and over doing the makeup and had bleeched blonde hair, that still smelled like bleech.

"Welcome to the OakBridge Hotel, do you want a room?" She asks in a high pitched voice.

"Yeah, we'd like to stay in a room for two days," Shane says, looking at me.

"Yeah we'd like to have a room for two days," I repeat, staring Shane down until he breaks the staring contest.

"Okay! That'll be one twenty!" She yells, clearly jealous that I have a hotty like Shane. She slams the key on the desk and leaves. Wow. This place looks like someone rich owns it, but their employees are total bitches.

      I take they key from the desk and read the number, it said '409'. "We have room four-o-nine," I say, remember there is a song by Bullet for my Valentine that's called room 409.

"That's cool, let's go find the room and get something to eat!" Shane walks over to a elevator. I follow him and wait for one to be open and get to the fucking room and sleep.

After waiting for a decent twenty minutes until one finally came. We ran inside and pressed floor number five, because two is too low, three is still to low, four might be it, but might not be so I went with five. The lousy elevator music was on and was giving me a damned headache. I started to rub the temples of my head and waited for the elevator to get to level three, the elevator bumped, telling me that we were already there. I power walked around the place, not caring if I left Shane behind. I saw the rooms getting closer to the one I need.

Four hundred

Four-o-one

Four-o-two

Four-o-three

Four-o-four

Four-o-five

Four-o-six

Four-o-seven

Four-o-eight

And, finally, room four-o-nine! I smiled in victory and took out the key to open the door. I swung the door open and looked around, there was two beds, neatly fixed up, a diamond patterned carpet, a flat screen TV, a bathroom door to my left, and I giant window that showed a field with flowers and small animals.

"Damn," Shane breathed in,"This place looks fit for a king!"

"I call the bed closest to the window!" I demanded, I lightly jogged there and jumped on the bed face-first,"This bed feels fit for a king!" I screached and dug in the now cold covers, this is amazing! I snuggled in the blankets and heard Shane chuckle.

"You do realize that its noon, right?" He asks me.

"Hmhmm, but walking around for two days is exhausting!" I whine. I hear him chuckle before I hear the TV turning on, it sounds like he is watching Law & Order. I fall asleep after I think; I might actually like hanging out with guy, he seems fun to hang around with.