Dead But Alive

Chapter 3

It had been a day since he told me. I let him sleep on the couch. He wasn't happy at first, he thought that mates should be sleeping in the same bed but he gave up once I threatened to end my life and leave him mateless.
"I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat here??" He came Into the kitchen in nothing but boxers. I couldn't help but stare. He was beautiful, a masterpiece. He caught me starring and smirked. "You know this is all yours anytime you want." I blushed and quickly answered his question. "Yeah I can either make you something or you can make yourself something. I would go with me making you something though. I'm a pretty great cook." He just looked at me. "I meant blood wise." I turned to look at him and noticed him smiling. "Why are you so happy? And yes I know that you meant blood. I can make stuff with blood in it." (As long as there is blood in the food, vampires will eat it.) I mean we eat human food out in public but prefer blood burrito or something. I know it doesn't sound good but you wouldn't understand. "Just make me a doughnut or something. Can you do that?" I glared at him. "I don't like the way your talking to me so no I won't make you a doughnut! Unless you ask nicely." He just stared at me for a minute. I didn't know if I had broke him or something. "Fine, can you PLEASE make me a doughnut??" I smiled at him happy that I had gotten through his thick head of hair. "Yes I can" I smiled and turned around and started preparing the stuff for it. "Will you go out into the garage and get the blood out of the fridge?" I kept it out there so that 1) it would stay cold. And 2) I occasionally threw a party with humans invited and didn't want them to find it. When they were here the garage stayed locked. A few minutes late I heard the door shut."Here. A lot of really nice cars you got out there. I also noticed a collection of trucks. Do you collect?" I smiled. I guess you could say I collect them. "Yes I suppose if that's what you want to call it." He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist while nuzzling his chin in the crook of my neck. You know the kind of thing you see in chick flicks when the girl is standing there making something and then the guy walks over and does that as if he needs to prove just how much he loved her. "So what would you call it then?" He asked. I stopped what I was doing and twisted around to where I was facing him and laced my hands around his neck. I was starting to like him but that didn't mean I didn't like to be a bitch to him. I leaned in like I was going to kiss and stopped abruptly and said "If I told you, I'd have to kill you." I leaned back and slipped around him while he stood there shaking his head with disbelief.

"Why can't we take the corvette it's so much nicer!" I whined. " I mean this mustang is pretty and all but the corvette is sexy and sleek. Black with the stripes and ohh god." We were going out to a club and he wanted to take his mustang instead of my beautiful corvette. I wasn't happy about it. I mean don't get me wrong the mustang was a nice car and I liked the darkness of it but it was so bulked. My corvette is sleek and slim. "Why do you have to complain?? We are going out clubbing. It's not like we are going to the red carpet or something?"
"Ha, I wish! But no I get to go listen to girls drool and talk about you." He looked at me with a frown. "And I get to watch guys drool over you and adjust themselves." I started laughing. I can't believe this! I am actually starting to like him.

OMG he is so delicious!" One girl in a skimpy dress said to another in a little black dress."Yeah but did you see the girl with him? There's no way we would get him away from her." I looked at the group of girls sitting across the bar from Ash and I. They had been talking about him since we walked in. In fact every girl was. And every guy was talking about me, because you know, I'm perfect. "I really hate the fact that all these guys are undressing you with their eyes. It sickens me." He actually admitted to being jealous. Wow. "It's okay, I know that you would kill them if they touched me." I said with a grin, I knew this was really bothering him so I just kept going. He was glaring at a cutie in the corner. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a small frame. He was skinny but had muscle. Man would I tear that u- "stop thinking about that! Did you forget that I can read your mind?" I froze. "Yes actually I did. Which really sucks because now I can't start thinking about what I would do to that brunette over there." He snapped around to look at me. Then broke out into a smile. "So what would you do to me?" Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Images of him tied up to my bed, his hair a mess, and tattoos. All of a sudden I heard laughter erupt in front of me pulling me out of my thoughts. SHIT. He read my mind and found it hysterical. "Stop laughing at me!! And stop reading my mind!!!" He just kept laughing while girls drooled over him. " I can't believe you would even think about tying me up. Like I would actually let you." Hmm I take that as a challenge. He stopped laughing and looked at me with a mischievous grin on his face and I already knew what he was thinking. "Oh no I'm not sleeping with you after the other night. No way." He looked at me like a sad puppy who just got rejected a steak. He is so cute! I couldn't help but laugh at his face. The biggest smile crept across his face. "What?? Why are you smiling?" He laughed. "Because you are so beautiful and your all mine." I blushed, shit i blushed. I hate him right now. "HEY, that is not nice!"  he exclaimed. i turned around and yelled "STOP READING MY MIND!!" Everyone in the bar looked at me like i was insane. He just smirked as if to say, haha you look insane.