Love Sucks, Literally.

Chapter 8

I heard waves crashing around me. I sat up, sand flying out of my tangled hair. The bright sun was beating down on me and I had to shield my eyes with my sandy hand.

"Water?" Came a voice behind me. Blake extend his hand, a water bottle in it. I gulped it down, the bottle emptying all to quick. He just laughed as I pulled myself up, dusting off the tiny grains of sand.

"I'm hot," I started,

"Yes you are!" Wait a second. It wasn't Blake, it was Drake.

I screamed. "Xavier! Blake!"

"Aw honey, don't be like that." He cooed. "I'm here to watch you."

"Watch this." I yelled, flipping him off. I stomped off, not knowing where I was or where I was going.

"Why don't you get changed, you must be awful hot, and Ill explain things." Drake purred in my ear. I had to admit, I was hot, and I wanted some answers. "See that house right up there?" He pointed to a huge house about a hundred yards behind us, and I nodded. "I put some stuff in there for you." He winked and I walked off, huffing as I did. Something happened to my heels but I didn't care.

Inside the house it was cold, the air conditioning on high. Wandering around I found a bed room with "Sky" written in cursive on the white board hanging on the door. Pushing it open I found a rather large bedroom, a big fluffy bed pushed against the wall, which was painted sea blue. Sand dollars and star fish lined the walls on wooden shelves. A walk in closet was attached to a large bathroom, which had a claw foot tub and hot tub outside. Walking into the closet I had found out why Drake had wanted me to so badly change. All of the clothes were skimpy and relieving. I groaned. Locking the entrance door and the bathroom door I filled the tub and undressed. Adding some bath oil and rose leaves I slipped in, the water was silky and smelled lovely. Breathing in deeply I whetted my hair and rubbed all the sand out. Reaching to the side of the tub in search of a bar of soap I found a key pad. Pressing 1, music filled the air around me. It was a soft piano and violin sound. After I had scrubbed every inch of me with the Dove soap I got out and drained the warm water. With a big fluffy towel around my body and hair I went into the closet to find something to wear.

"Skimpy, skimpy, skimpy," I said as I tugged each hanger aside. "Eh, this will do I guess." I pulled on a red bikini, which was about the only thing that actually covered all my girl parts. Going back into the steamy bathroom I pulled a hair brush through my messy locks, ripping out all the tangles. My hair was naturally wavy so I could leave it alone and it would look fine, and that's what I did. I would not be Drake's little girl toy he can just dress up or down and make kissy faces too. Pulling on some brown flip flops I went back outside to talk to him, taking another water bottle and tube of sun screen with me.

"Start talking." I snapped at Drake as his eyes roamed my now exposed body. He let out a wolf whistle and I smacked him, which only hurt me.

'What do you want me to talk about?" He questioned, leaning back in the sand. His eyes covered by thick shades.

"Well," I started. "Why can you be in the sun? Aren't you supposed to burn?"

"Myth!" He scoffed. "The only way you can kill a vampire is to stake him or her with a wooden stake. That whole sun and sleeping in coffins is lies. We cant sleep! So don't think your going to pull a fast one on me babe." Jerk.

"Wheres Xavier and Blake?" I asked.

"Oh, them." He said it like we were talking about a missing cookie, not two missing vampires! "Savanna took care of them."

"What!" I yelled, jumping up and smacking him again, even though it did no good.

"Chill baby. We have this tropical island to enjoy, and I am enjoying the new view." He winked his green eyes behind his glasses.

"Pig!" I yelled. Running back into the house I searched high and low until I found a set of car keys.

"Yes!" I screamed, holding the keys in the air like a gold metal. Racing outside I found the Viper. But it wasn't the same, this time it was black and with a rainbow band around the bottom. "What the?" I said to myself. Unlocking the door I slipped in the cab. Plopping down onto the dark leather I found a note.

"Sky," It read in cursive, the same as on the door. "Don't be afraid. Me and Blake are alright. We are in another state, safe and ok. Do not be worried, protect yourself first. First off, I hope you like the car, made to your orders. Even the license plate." I giggled at that. "Get on the highway and drive. Just drive until you need gas and then call me. There is a cell phone and credit card in the glove compartment. With all my love, Xavier." Not waisting a second, I opened the garage door and floored it, hitting 80 in about four seconds. The force pushed me back into my seat. I didn't even look to see if I was being followed, I just drove.

"Im comming Xavier, Im comming baby." I said out loud, cranking up the music I floored it again, hitting 100.