Not One In Eight

16. The Little Vampy

David sped to my house as fast as he could. Either he could tell the urgency of the unknown situation or I looked really pathetic.

"You okay, sweetie?" David asked.

Yup, I looked pathetic. I just nodded, staying very quiet. I needed to think. My Mom was never that serious. Whatever was up had to be bad.

"It'll all be okay. Shhh, don't worry sweetie." David whispered consolingly. He drove, one hand on the wheele and the other stroking my hair. It, although it just seems like a clichéd movie thing, actually made me feel better.

"Thanks," I said sniffling and he pulled me into his chest. I inhaled his scent, a white chocolate and something else, it was so........................................................

Intoxicating.

"You smell good." I mumered into his chest and I could feel the vibrations of his smiling.

"Thank you love."

"Can you distract me?" I asked meekly and he lifted my head off his chest and looked me in the eyes.

"Always." He whispered against my lips. He kissed me softly at first and then he started to kiss me more fiercely. The longer it went on the more urgent it became,

Soon his tongue was taking full control of my mouth. And then he bit my lip. It felt amazing, erotic. It was the single most pleasureable thing I'd ever felt. Soon he began to explore more and more until

He stopped.

I felt very dreamy and quickly jerked out of that state. David was quickly swerving back onto the road. We had almost crashed.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have bit you." He apologized, looking very guilty.

I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a squeeze. "It's okay, really."

"But I almost killed you, in two different ways." He cried looking pathetic.

"I still love you, even if you almost got me killed." I teased and so he looked at me smiling,

"This is your fault, if you hadn't distracted me then we wouldn't have almost crashed."

"My fault, really?" I said laughing and then cuddling into him. His intoxicating smell quickly put me into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I blacked out. But only a few seconds later I feel cool hands shaking me.

"Wa-p. Wak-p. WAKE UP!!!!" David yells in my head.

"You didn't have to yell."

"But you wouldn't wake up." He whispered.

"So what's up?"

"We're here."

I got out of the car and looked at the house. It felt eerily quiet. It felt unnatural. My sisters have never been quiet ever in their lives. But even in my distracted state I noticed how ...Pink it is.

"Something's definitely wrong." I said shaking my head and entering the house.

I looked again to the pictures of us. Silently noticing how, unnatural I look with them. I'm like the goth in the house of cheerleaders or the Dragon fruit in the bowl of apples. If my family was on a show, I'd be the "which one of these things does not belong?" in the game.

I heard a someone give a soft cry.

I rushed to the back of the house only to find my mother on the couch sitting as if nothing was happening. When she saw me she smiled. It wasn't an evil smile but it wasn't even a normal smile.