A Bite of Reality

Chapter Seven

Kat's POV

I woke up the next day, a heavy weight on my shoulders, bringing me down. I roll onto my back, trying to remember what happened yesterday. It takes a while to remember.

~ "Who would you choose?" Brody asks, looking straight at me.  

"What do you mean?" I ask 

"I mean, if you were to fucking choose, who would it be." I didn't want to let him know it wasn't him, I couldn't bring myself to do it. 

"Uhh...Brody, you can jus-" "It's him isn't it?" he says, cutting me off, pointing at Hunter. I can't say anything, I can't tell him. I feel the tears fall down my cheeks, and it's obvious Brody understands my answer. He throws at chair across the room. "Fine." He says. "I don't need you. Or him. I'm done here." and with that, he was gone. ~

When it comes back to me, the tears return.

Brody left and it's my fault.

Knowing that no good can come out of lying in bed all day - although I really wish it would - so I slide out and put on my slippers, leaving my room behind me. I walk past Brody's room, hoping to see him there, lying on his bed.

Nope. Completely empty.

I continue walking downstairs, saying hi to everyone who walks past, seeing their sympathetic looks. Well. I guess everyone knows about what went down yesterday. I even receive a hug from Mia. I like Mia. She may act like a total slut, but she's actually the sweetest thing. By the time I get to the kitchen, I swear every vampire in this whole house, building, apartment, whatever this place is, has said hi to me or has asked me if I was fine - except for Hunter, who was standing at the kitchen bench, arms stretched out at me.

Without any words, I wrap my arms around his waist and bury my head into his neck, him rocking me side to side. 

"Good morning." He whispers in to my hair. 

"Morning" I answer, although because I didn't want to move my head from its current position, so it comes out as more of a "mmmhmm" than expected.

"Well, its actually not as much as morning anymore, it's 3:30 in the afternoon." He says, laughing softly.

I look up at him as he begins waddling over to the couch, me still in his arms. 

"Did Brody leave?" I ask in a hushed voice, as we land on the couch.

I reposition myself, draping my legs on top of his. Straight away, his hand rests on my knees, tracing circles with his finger, causing me to blush. 

"I think so," Hunter says, "After I left your room, I went to check on him, and all his stuff was gone. He's still not back, so I'm guessing he's not coming back."

I look down trying to hide my tears that are beginning to blur my eyesight, but when Hunter's hand lifts up my chin, I know it didn't work. 

"Hey, come on. I know it'll be hard without him, but you've always got me, I promise."

And with that, he presses his lips to mine. At first I was shocked, as I was not expecting this, though when the kiss continues, I feel as though I've lost all self-control, my mind saying no while my hearts says yes.

God, that was cheesy.

My hands slide behind his neck, pulling myself closer, as he slides me up so I'm sitting on his lap. The kiss deepens, and as my brain tries to tell me to stop, I ignore all thoughts that don't revolve around him. His arms tighten around my waist, closing off any further distance between us. I smile against his lips, as his cold hand cups my face. His touch sends a spark of electricity through my body, leaving me with chills. When we finally break apart, all those thoughts I blocked finally squeeze through, and I realized what happen.