The Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest

The Forbidden Fruit Tastes The Sweetest (9)

Forestt's mouth turned down at the corners, and his posture was stiff and rigid.

I watched him drive, staying quiet for the rest of the way. Something in my heart was telling me not to push him to answer me, because I knew it was dangerous. I was scared. I was scared of Forestt, in a way. I knew he wasn't human. I was putting all the pieces together.

It just made sense. How could something so beautiful, be human? It wasn't possible. 

We pulled into Forestt's house and I got out of the car, following quickly behind Forestt. It was quiet inside the house. I couldn't prolong it forever. As he closed the front door behind us, I grabbed his hand. 

He turned, his eyes burning into mine. He ripped his hand away from mine and stood far apart from me. 

"I didn't want this to happen. I thought this would be like normal." He started, his eyes focused on mine. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't.

Forestt continued. "I wanted to... live my life having fun. Playing with girls. And I did. But then... you weren't even attracted to me in the least bit. And I thought.. the chase was always more fun. But I guess it backfired on me."

I winced at the obvious pain in Forestt's eyes. I didn't want him to hurt.

"Forestt... what are you?" I asked quietly.

Forestt grabbed my wrist and in a split second we were in his room, the door firmly closed behind us. I looked around, shocked and disoriented. "What in hell..." I muttered, gasping for air. 

Forestt sat on the bed. "I'm not going to hide anything. I'm not human. I'm a fucking monster."

I stepped closer to him. "You aren't a monster."

Forestt glanced up at me. "You don't know that. I thought you would fall for me just like all the other girls, I thought I could screw you and leave you, but it wasn't like that. I started thinking, and I can't do that to you. I got too attatched to you. You're so fucking beautiful and it was too hard. And every time I was near you... it's blood bond season, you know."

I clamped a hand over my mouth. "Blood...bond?"

"I'm a vampire."

"Oh."

Forestt stood up, towering over me. "Oh? That's all?" 

Forestt gazed at me and then, very slowly, I saw the points of two sharp white things embed themselves in his lips.

He opened his mouth slowly and I saw fangs.

My heart beat quickened.

Forestt closed his mouth, looking sheepish. "I know you're scared, so instead of breaking my heart slowly, you can just leave now."

"I thought you didn't like me, why would my leaving break your heart?" 

"You must be retarted." 

"How am I retarted? I thought you only wanted me in bed. Those were the signs you were giving."

Forestt grabbed my hands. "I'm sorry! I've been 17 for 50 years, damnit. I'm so using to be horny it's no big deal anymore. And then when I met you it was like a whole different experience!"

I blushed. "R-really?" I asked, mentally cursing myself for stuttering.

Forestt smirked. "You're cute when you blush."

I bit my lip. "Shut up, I'm trying to take this all in."

"Oh. Right." He let go of my hands and left me feeling empty, emptier than I should've felt. I sighed. "So... why me?"