Vampires don't exsist

Chapter 17; Laying

Mist's POV

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I was left laying in the bed, no clothes, only blankets covering my exposed skin. I rolled over, not facing him. But I guess it didn't matter whether I faced him or not, I still saw what happened in my head. I could still see his face lurking in my thoughts. 

             My stomach growled. I was hungry. Living off of energy drinks and granola bras wasn't really the best diet I've had. Jayy wrapped his arm around my stomach. I tensed up a little, not really wanting him to touch me at all. I sighed, and rolled back over, facing him. 

              "Want me to ask Dahvie to cook something?" Jayy asked, moving a strand of hair out of my face. I nodded, taking a deep breath in. "Alright. I'll be right back, okay?" I nodded again, but deep down I didn't really care whether he came back to lay with me or not. Although I was loving his affection towards me, I don't know if it was because it was him, or if it was because I missed the attention from someone. 

                 I laid in the bed, pondering what had happened. How did he find me? I couldn't detect anyone that was a vampire near me. Ever. I just didn't understand, and he most likely wasn't going to give me any answers anyway. It really wasn't worth thinking about, but what also got me thinking was that guy at the club. Why was he all over me? No other guy has really been like that with me while I was working there. And isn't it just convenient that Dahvie and Jayy showed up in time to get him away from me? 

                 I jumped, hearing the door open. Jayy probably heard everything I was thinking. I sunk down into the covers, hiding my face. The other side of the bed sank, and I soon felt arms around me. "Stop thinking about that guy. He was creepy, I know. But us showing up there when he was there wasn't connected. Just stop thinking about it." He whispered softly into my ear, but there was a hint of worry in his voice, which didn't calm me down anymore. But, for the sake of his orders, I tried my best not to think about the guy. Or anything really. I kinda felt numb. The only thing I really felt was the warmth of Jayy. 

               "Dinners ready." That wasn't Dahvie talking.