Music To My Soul

Ch. 10

Anderson:

I had gotten a message from Tim saying he wanted to meet up as soon as possible. It was 8 at night, and it was worrying me. He didn't take that plunge did he? It's been a month since we fixed the relationship we had, and I can't help but wonder if he had done the unthinkable. Would we still be friends? Could we still be friends? My crush for Tim has grown into full blown admiration and if he has taken the path of a vampire and chose to be with Vlad for all of eternity, can I look him in those scarlet eyes and still see the same Tim? I was England for a little while to help out the orphanage, and I had to swallow hard when he asked to meet at the park. I got dressed in a casual white tee, a pair of blue jeans and my jacket, going out to meet up with him. Would Vlad be there? Possibly, but not in a way that was obvious at first, probably hiding in the shadows near by. I got there with relative ease, the orphanage not being too far from the park, and I saw him sitting on a bench, a black suit with a red shirt, long brown hair that I don't remember him having. I smiled, just seeing him made me happy and full of warmth. 

" Hey, Tim." 

He turned around, and I felt my body physically freeze. His eyes were scarlet, he had a bite mark on his throat, and it was the fanged frown that really messed me up. 

" Alex, I know what you must think, but I've chosen my path. I love Vlad, and he deserves a bit of happiness, and he finds that in me, then who am I to rob him of it with frivolous mortality. Please understand, it's still me, I'm just a little different now is all. I was already a night owl, and I kinda already looked like the walking dead when I was in collage, all I did was cement that. It's not that bad-" 

" Not that bad! Not that bad?! You are a vampire, Timothy! How do you think this isn't that bad!?" 

" Well, I now have a greater appreciation for what Vlad feels and how he has to live." 

" You are a-" 

" What? Monster? Heathen? Demon spawn of hell? What is it, Alex? The quicker you insult me is the quicker way to send me home." 

" I was going to say a better person than to fall into this shit. Why do you follow him so blindly?!" 

" Because he protects me, he loves me-" 

" So do I, but I don't force you to become a fucking catholic now do I?!" 

The words fell out before I could stop them, and Tim's eyes shifted back to the green I loved, that mirror to my own green, the green of palm trees, gemstones, and summer forests. 

" You love me? What do you mean by that, Alex?" 

I swallow a hard lump in my throat, and grit my teeth. 

" Yes, Timothy, I fucking love you. I don't know how or when, but somehow, you got through every defense I had and you've been the only person I've effortlessly found enjoyment with your company. Your smile, your green eyes, your chestnut hair, all of it is burned into my brain like a brand, and I can't shake it. I know my place, and I know that Vlad is somehow here watching over you, so I'm going to say this. Even though I care like I do, I'm not going to do anything about it. I'm not that kind of man." 

" Alex, you know I'm with Vlad-" 

" For all of eternity as his Mate, I know. You sealed it in blood. I need some time and space. I'll call you when I'm ready to talk." 

I heard Tim shout after me, only to seconds later, find myself pinned to a tree by Tim, his hand splayed out on my stomach, his other one was holding my jaw, forcing me to look him in the eye. 

" Do not think for one second we are done talking. You can't just say shit like that and walk away." 

His voice held a rather feline like growl to it, and it would be a lie to say I didn't enjoy hearing it. Tim let me go, but made it hard to step back from the tree that had a small crack running through it due to force of impact. There was no way the tree had no damage done. 

" Alexander, I'm going to be frank here, Vlad doesn't know I'm here. He only knows I'm out walking London to get a feel for my new powers. Fletcher said it was fine so long as I didn't hurt anyone. Vlad maybe my Mate and my sire, but you are a special being in my life, and Vlad's pointed it out. When we fight, it's like a couple, we fight like we are wayward lovers trying to fix a rather broken relationship. Vlad has also said that it isn't uncommon in vampiric culture and for royals like him, and by extension me, to have a Consort along with a Mate. He cannot deny me this basic right, and little does he know, I've been a rather naughty boy and looked into the laws a bit too much into this very topic. Polyamory is not unheard of in the vampiric world, nor is homosexuality. Vlad has already announced me as the Grand Prince of his empire." 

He didn't mean what he was saying. He had to be fucking with me. There is no way I'm playing second fiddle to Vlad as Tim's side piece. 

" Tim, you don't understand what it is you are asking from me. I will not play second fiddle to Vlad-" 

" Oh you really need to learn to shut up and take an opening when you see one, you stubborn catholic! I'm handing you exactly what you want on a silver platter protected by archaic vampiric law so Vlad can't hunt you down and hurt you! If you are a Consort, and are recognized as such by the court as such, you are protected by me and by extension by Vlad! I know you two fucking hate each other, but it is not effecting me, and I am so done with this bullshit! Now, are you going to shut up, take the bull by the fucking horns and be happy with me, or are you going to continue to run your fucking preacher hole?!" 

He was serious. He knew exactly what he was asking of me. He knew that it was a perfect opportunity. He knew it was my only chance, our only chance. 

" You regret your turn, don't you?" 

" No, but I refuse to lose you too to all of this. I'll let you think on it. Call me once you figured if you want such a golden apple or if you are too scared to grab it." 

Tim went to walk off, only to have me pull him in, my body moving to pin him to the tree, my lips snatching away any form of protest from his. For my first kiss, it was perfect. Rough, rugged, and full of debauched heathenry under the London summer night sky. He was cold, but it was perfect contrast to my warmth, the fangs he now bore slightly poking my lower lip, and his tongue surrendering to mine with ease. He was putty and it was beautiful. I felt his nails gently trace my throat, making me tremble at the danger this presented in so many different ways. I pulled back, hating how I needed to breathe, and saw the green, not the red. He was still the same Tim, but he was stronger, more rugged, and had more power and authority to do as he wished. He was in charge of his life, and much like his sire, he wasn't going to take no for an answer when it comes to getting what he wants.

" So, you in, draga mea?" 

" How can I say no to you, your Royal Highness? I am but a humble paladin of your court."

" Good. I need to go before Vlad get's suspicious. It's going to take some time to warm him up to this, but give it time, he'll respect laws older than him. I love you." 

" I love you too, Tim."  

Tim graced me with one more kiss before vanishing into the night like mist. I merely smiled and walked back to the orphanage with a skip in my step and a tune to whistle.