Blood of the Thorn

5

The drive to the movie theater was quick, the theater was only about five miles away from my Condo. We sat in silence the entire time. Tension was building between us. I kept glancing at the white-haired man while he just stared at me from the corner of his eye, not blinking once. The fifteen-minute trip felt like hours.

I wanted to speak to him. I wanted to ask what his name was, but I also didn't want the driver to think I had just invited someone into the car that I didn't know....though hadn't I done just that? I knew nothing about this man, or even his brother who I had made out with in their family mausoleum...and possibly been bitten? I had to know the truth. But how could I ask that without seeming like a psycho?

The driver had some rapper that I didn't know playing over the speakers, he had tried to make some light conversation with us in the beginning of the ride, but none of us carried on anymore. This meant that nearly the entire ride I was doomed to feel awkward in a car with two strangers. I was trapped with unanswered questions that were suffocating my mind.

The white-haired man and I were each sitting at one window. We were about two feet apart, but I could feel the tension. As much as I wanted to get away from him, my body felt a strange longing to just get an inch closer... Sitting next to this insanely attractive man, really the perfect man in my opinion, well besides Dracen...I shook my head in horror. I was disgusted with myself for even letting myself get this distracted by his brother. But it almost felt, natural in a way. Could he feel it too? It was so similar to how I had felt with Dracen last night. What the hell is wrong with me? I had just been hooking up with his brother and now I was swooning over his twin!

Why did his brother even have to be here? Wait...why was his brother even here in the first place? Why was he outside of my building when Grant was talking to me? Was it just a coincidence? Did Dracen send him to find me? I didn't realize that I had been flat out staring at the man. Trying to read his face, to read any of the answers to the questions I had piling up in my head. But then he smirked at me, and I felt myself flush with embarrassment.

Once we pulled up to the front of the theater the white-haired man thanked the driver and immediately got out. He seemed to sprint to my side of the car and open the door for me before I could reach the handle myself. He moved so quickly, that I was thrown off for a moment. But the driver didn't seem to have noticed anything odd. My imagination was really starting to get carried away, there's no way he went as fast as I had seen...or thought I had seen.

He held the door open and reached out a hand to me. He was such a gentleman, just as Dracen had been the previous night. I placed my hand in his, but immediately pulled away when our skin touched. His eyes widened. Was it because he was surprised by my quick withdraw, or was it because he had felt the same sensation that I had? When our skin touched, it felt like the same fire that had ignited when I was with Dracen.

Anxiety had started to take over my mind and my body. My chest was tight, and my mind was racing. What the hell was happening? I can NOT let myself get caught up in feelings for both of these men. Fuck, was I crazy? I wasn't going to allow myself to develop feelings for either of them. I had promised myself after my breakup with Grant that I would not attach myself to anyone. Why was I letting myself feel like this? It was honestly a new feeling...one I hadn't felt before...

The driver cleared his throat, encouraging me to get out of his car so he could pick up his next passenger.

I came back to the present and forced myself to get out of the car without touching the white-haired mans' hand again. I needed to keep my distance from him and should probably stay away from Dracen too. I decided that regardless of all the strange things that had happened, I was just going to move on and let it go. I walked towards the back of the building to the parking lot where my car was parked without taking a second glance towards the mysterious man.