Master of Vampirism (Part #2) ✔️

Chapter 3: Unresolved

My lunch were Barbies. I stopped by to grab my monthly batch, which was significantly smaller now that I've been drinking with Ian during nights. Barbies were alright with that; as long as they had my protection.

And they had my protection. I was stronger than I used to be. There was no way a new vampire could beat my ass like Brad did back then. I held my ground now. Of course, there was no way I could beat Ian or William, but I was getting there.

Before going to Caiden's, I left the blood batches in my room and chugged one down to calm my nerves. Also, I had to make sure I wouldn't be tempted to drink from Caiden if things got heated.

I glanced in the mirror in my room and nodded at my flushed cheeks and my healthy eyes.

"Let's do this." I squeezed my fingers, ignoring the fluttering in my stomach.

Caiden talked to me sporadically, during lunch breaks and in the hallways. It never went beyond some casual questions, how was life, how were things. I've been dreaming about this moment, when he would finally ask me to talk to him, to hang out with him. I still wanted things between us to return to normal. Before everything got so screwed up.

His room was a dangerous territory for me. Every time I entered, I had the tendency to end up in a compromising position, mostly with my panties down.

I knocked on his door, feeling nervous all over. I couldn't believe I manage to survive five months without truly talking to him, or hugging him, or kissing him.

Caiden opened, the dark room peeking behind him. His dark hair was slightly greasy and almost reached his shoulders at this point. But circles under his eyes slightly disappeared, even though I thought they might stay forever etched into his face to an extent.

"Hey." I waved like an idiot.

"Hi, come in." He offered a smile; mostly gentle, only slightly tense.

I walked in, fighting the urge to open the curtains and let some sunshine in the room. Ever since sunshine turned into a problem for me, I began to appreciate it so much more. There were days when I would just stay out and enjoy the flaming ball on my skin. Honestly, sun was so fricking amazing. Such a nice detail to our world.

But I didn't want to be pushy or commanding, so I left the curtains on, only feeling slightly hoarded in the dark room.

"How have you been?" I asked, not knowing how to start the conversation.

I've missed him, but I felt like I also missed everything. Well, he's missed everything. Like the part where I actually accepted this whole vampirism thing and let it become a part of my life. It included some things Caiden definitely wouldn't like. Drinking strangers' blood, for starters.

"Better." Caiden closed the door behind me and sat on the bed. I sat on his desk chair awkwardly, remembering every other time I was in this room.

We either had sex or fought.

This did not seem like an appropriate time for either of the two.

"Uh," I chuckled, "I missed you, you know?"

Caiden met my gaze and thousands of emotions passed between us. Not all pleasant. There was some anger and some resentment, but mostly love, so much love. And I didn't blame him. We've been through a lot. It left a scar.

"Really?" He let out a chuckle. "I wouldn't have betted on it."

My heart clenched.

"What do you mean?" Anxiety gripped me. "You know I feel."