You Are Truly Out Of This World (BoyxBoy/ MPREG) (BOOK 1)

Chapter Two

Hello hello! I am so happy to be back and writing again!  I've wanted to publish this one for some time now but I didn't think it was spicy enough you know? But here it is! I hope you guys like it! Don't forget to comment and vote! Enjoy!
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Well, it happened. Eric actually talked me into going on a trip for spring break, "It'll be fun" he said, and I sucked down my pride and told him that I'd go. A fun adventure, a journey, if you will. But I am a bit excited it's been a while since I've left home, especially out of town. Father doesn't really have time for family trips, he usually takes business trips that last a few weeks or so and my siblings...ah I rarely see them either, would they even know I was gone? I shake my head, probably not. All the more reason why I should just take this opportunity. I had decided immediately that I'd be taking Cleo with me, she's been my cat indefinitely since we brought her home and I'm not risking letting her starve while I'm away. She cooed in her cat carrier, snuggled with a pink mouse I had gotten her when we first got her; now how could I leave you behind when you act like this?

Bzzt

As I reached for my phone it rang making me jolt back a little, it was Micheal. He's calling me. My body froze, and I instantly feel my hands getting clammy. Why am I so nervous? Just pick up the phone and see what he wants, right? But he knows. He knows I'm not a hundred percent human....so what else would he know? Does he know my father maybe? I would imagine he knows everyone...well maybe not with a company like fathers.

Bzzt. Bzzt.

I try to snap myself out of overthinking mode, taking a large sigh, I pick up the phone and slide it to answer. "Hello?", there's a loud groan and then I hear his deep annoyed voice. "Geez I thought you'd never answer". I sulk a bit "I'm sorry, I was in the middle of something". There's a small pause and then he speaks again this time in a happier tone, "that's alright! Anyways, is it alright if I come by? Kinda want to talk to you about something ".

"Hm? What is it?" I narrowed.

He clicked his tongue "I can't tell you over the phone, it's a more face to face talk."

A face-to-face talk? About what? Me being half human half demon? About him being a vampire? I would much rather him tell me about being a vampire over me talking about my melodramatic life. It makes me nauseous just thinking about it, suppose we did have a face to face, and it goes horribly, getting mauled by a vampire does not sound fun. On the other hand, he could also be nice, understanding, nosy. "Oh okay. I'm actually heading out on a trip, maybe we can talk when I get back" I sighed, there was some rustling in the background and then he says "where?". I ponder for a moment, should I tell him where I'm going?  "Boulder" I say slowly. there was a slight pause but then he spoke almost with a smile in his voice "that's funny, I'm actually going down there myself for a book signing". My stomach dropped, why am I so nerves? More than likely, I wouldn't see him while on my vacation. And even if I did...fuck even if I did see him, having that conversation would still make me want to vomit. Father has always been very strict about who we meet and who we tell our secret to, but is it bad when that certain someone already knows your secret? Do I just play dumb or tell the truth? And really, what is there to talk about? I've considered myself no different from any other human, I just have a different way of living. Just your average college student...who also happens to be a demon.

"Maybe we can get together then?" He asks.

"Right. Yeah. Sounds awesome" I squeak. there's a small chuckle from him as I hear the sound of a seat belt alarm go off and then a brief click. "Good, I look forward to seeing you" he ends the calls and I just stand there blankly before shaking my head and putting my phone in my pocket. Maybe I'm just thinking too hard on it and maybe it won't be so bad to talk to someone with the same dilemma. But what do I say? Yeah, I'm a demon with human blood running through my veins? Others would have field day with that, not to mention eat me alive. Which is why I've concealed it for so long, not even my best friend knows the truth, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if Eric ever got hurt just for knowing about me. The real me. But now, there's no going back, I already told him where I'd be so now, he's expecting me. At the same time, for some reason I'm ready to talk to him, but more so out of curiosity. "Meow" Cleo purred, I let out a small sigh and pick up the cat carrier and head outside with the rest of my things. The ride to the airport felt drastically long, I even tried to make small talk with my Uber driver, something that I never do, just to make the trip go by faster. Even waiting to the board the plane was hell, I just couldn't stop thinking about Michael. But no matter what I'm determined to enjoy this trip, I don't want to worry Eric, after all he did invite me to come, I don't want to look to unhappy.

Once the plane lands, I wait to grab Cleo and head downstairs to wait for the rest of my luggage. A big bright smile is already waiting for me, and I smile back, it's Eric. "Dude, you made it! Right on!" He beams and gives me a quick hug before kneeling down and sticking one finger in Cleo's cat carrier to give her a scratch, "hello little lady". I smiled, besides me Cleo really likes Eric. My luggage comes around pretty fast, so we grab it and load it into his van and head to Boulder. I'll be honest, I was bit worried about the drive. Eric's driving is great but erratic and he doesn't  mind speeding, so trying to keep my mind off of that I just try to enjoy the view. Mountains in the far distance and miles and miles of plains, the air feels lighter and the sun a bit brighter making everything crystal clear. I won't complain anymore, now that we're here I feel a bit better, better than hours before. "So what do you think?", Eric's happy voice pulled me out of my deep thoughts, I shoot him a grin. " Alright, you were right. It's pretty awesome", He finger guns me with one hand and winks, "not pretty, it is awesome". I laugh, as we pull into our hotel parking lot, Eric already let the front desk know we'd have Cleo with us so all we had to do was haul my stuff upstairs and on the elevator. Our room was already covered in clothes and hiking gear, to which Cleo made her bed on once she was out of the crate, but the view from our window had to be my favorite. A large painting hug over my bed, almost like a copy and paste of the outside, and the bathroom was a nice size too. I sit on Erics bed, where all of this things are laying out and give Cleo a few pets, her purrs fill the quiet room along with the distant sounds of cars passing by outside.

"Well we made it" I whisper. I dance around the idea for a moment to call my father and let him know I made safely, surely he'd want to know his youngest son was alright, right? Pulling out my phone and unlocking it, I pause. There's a notification. Bzzt. Make that two.

Hope you made it down alright.

I'm really look forward to seeing you.

Nausea instantly rushes over me, and my hands get cold and clammy. I really tried to put this meeting in the back of my mind, but now he knows I'm here. How does he know that I'm already here? That may be a stupid question, he's a vampire. Getting up, I rush over to the window, scanning the parking lot and any visible windows on the side of the building that I could see. No one. I head to the door and fling it open, looking down both ends of the hallway, no Eric...and no Michael. Just when I was about to give into this panic attack I see Eric's head pop out of the corner, dragging my suitcases, breathing a sigh of relief I walk over to him and told him I'd help. He huffs and puffs his way back to our room, giving up on laying the bag down gently and falls to the floor. "Jesus man, your bags are like mad heavy! What did you put in there?" He heaved, I shrugged, "clothes. And back up clothes". He raised a brow but didn't speak, just continued to dramatically start heavy breathing. I laughed and started getting my things out and placing them in the dresser, and my toiletries in the bathroom. Since it was the first night, we decided to stay in and order pizza and rent a movie, I knew Eric had to be tired from the drive. I was tired also, physically and mentally too, why am I so anxious? It could be my instincts telling me not to see Michael, but I am curious as to what it is he wants to discuss, on the other hand it's possible that I could be putting myself and Eric in danger. 

But Michael doesn't seem dangerous, I guess that's like cats playing with their food before eating it. Maybe I worked myself up a little too much. Eric and Cleo are fast asleep, it's a bit chilly in our room so I turn the heat on 72 and crawl into bed and pull out my phone. I tap on Michael's contact...and text him back.

Me too. And press send.