Outcast

Chapter 12: Red Roses and Pain

I got out of the tub the minute I heard the very familiar soft knock at the door. I reached out for the towel on the old-fashioned chest of drawers and dried myself as quickly as I could. And by dried I mean rubbed the towel on my body just not to look soaking wet. I put on a matching set of black lacy underwear and tied my dressing gown around me in inhuman speed and opened the door.

I smiled broadly and gave Alec my 1000 watt smile. He gave me one of his rare crooked smiles which left me melting in his hands like putty.

"Hi." I said fervently. I felt a lot like the hormone infested teenager on a soap opera. Or in my case, a hormone infested vampire.

Well that sounded really weird.

Was there really such a thing as hormone infested vampire? I mean, weren't hormones supposed, to sort of, die with the rest of my body? Well, I was certainly living dead proof that there was such a thing as hormone infested vampire. You could just ask my very wet centre under my belly.

"Hi" he answered back. I was too happy to feel awkward with the following silence. And honestly, I also had quite a slice of confusion on my plate too. I didn't know were we stood. He might as well have been dating another vampire for all I knew. It was not like we were together or anything. Sure we almost made out but that doesn't mean we were together. Not in my book. I remembered some girls back when I was one of the living, prattling and making a big deal out of a boy talking to them or maybe giving them a small kiss. The next thing you'd see was said girl in a relationship with poor misunderstood boy on Facebook. Then about two days later, said girl would appear single again and the cycle would repeat itself.

Well, with Alec the whole relationship status left me puzzled. There was surely some kind of relationship between us. I mean, I couldn't ignore what happened in the forest. We almost Did It!

"So..." I said to break the silence. He looked at me as if I had just interrupted a long train of thought. This is never easy. Said or done. It's just plain awkward. Something you would very much like to get over with. I decided on acting rather than talking. I invited him to sit with me on the bed. He came and closed the door behind him.

It could not have gone any better if I had planned the whole thing. I slowly leaned in, inhaling his bittersweet scent. I put my hands on his shoulders and stroked his hair. Our kiss, though sweet was filled with passion.

"Where do we stand?" I moaned against his soft lips. I thought I would cry out in pain if he told me that he intended to leave me. That I had been only a fling for him. Then I knew that he was my only binding to Volterra. The only reason to be in this little part of Italy. The only reason why I hadn't left this slaughter house to explore the world like I hoped I would do in the future. It would cause me physical pain to be apart from him. It was bad, very bad. I should never give one person such control over me. That's what I had to learn over the years.

"I want you to yield to me." he told me simply. He looked at me with so much sudden seriousness it made me shudder. Well, he certainly wasn't one to beat around the bush.

"But Alec, how can I? I don't know anything about you and you expect me to yield to you, whatever that entitles." I said which came out more like a whine. I really wanted to get to know him. He fascinated me. He was hot and passionate in a minute. Serious and cool in the next.

"Then I must call on you." he said with a little smile on his face.

"Call on me?" I said doubtfully. Sometimes ye old English gets tiring.

"You know, go out together to be able to talk and find out more about each other." he explained. I had a feeling I would really like calling on. Alec finally asked me out! I could have just flown ten feet in the air! My first date!