Cold as glass

Chapter Three

Luna prov.

Sometimes I wish I could just shoot Fang, just because he pisses me off. Like when we finally went back home, he said he won’t give my book back until I gave him some of my blood.”Fine,” I said, knowing he would hold up his side of the bargin.

I went to my room, with Fang right behind me. I sat on my bed, leaning my head back, exposing my neck to him. He sits behind me, wrapping one arm around my waist, making sure that I won’t be able to hit him/ or push him away, if change my mind. Sometimes I do. He wraps the other around my shoulders, keeping my head in place.

Then the worst part, not because it painful, it just feel weird, he nibblers my neck before seeks his fangs into my neck. When he drinks my blood, it's like I’m under the effect of a drug. I feel light head, warm, safe, and completely relax, and wanted. Then there the pleasure of it, lust, highness, and other things that I don’t want to fill, expertly around Fang. Then once he done drinking, he lick the tiny little bites wounds, healing them, and for some unknown reason kiss just where he bit me. For some reason that kiss always make me blush. 

He loosened his grip on me, enough for me to get out of it myself. “There it wasn't so bad.” He said getting up. his eyes, glowing red stared at me, little longer then normal. I turn around hiding my blush, what do you expect me to do, that type of thing is the only thing I probably get as far as a guy to kiss me.

“Yeah, it is, I got vampire spit all over my neck.”I said trying to get it off, he just laugh, like he does  every time I insulted him. Where is my gun, I really want to shoot that smile off. He wouldn't be laughing with silver bullets for teeth, that would be  such a lovely image.

“Now there no reason to be so mad, it was just your weekly blood donation,” He said with his red eyes sparkling with laughter, did I mention that I totally hate him.

I stood up and pointed the gun at him then at the door, saying get out before I shoot. His smile became a frown as he left, knowing I would if he didn’t.  When he left, I couldn’t but smirk, knowing that I always win, when it comes to vampires. I quickly change out of my school uniform and into a pair of shorts and a tank top, then headed toward the training hall.