If I Was Your Vampire

CHAPTER 8 : First Meal

                    It is now about 8:00 and I'm starving. I finally gave up about 5 minutes later. He heard my footsteps and knocked softer. I opened the door and his face was filled with hope. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on my the very tips of my toes to give him a hug. He gently leaned into me. The hug only lasted for about 5 seconds but I knew we both felt sparks in the air. He leaned in closer to me and my heartbeat quickened. I didn't pull away for some "odd" reason, I just stared into his eyes. Maybe I didn't want to hurt his feelings. I knew I was lying to myself. I wanted him to kiss me. There, I said it. I just couldn't admit it to myself. It was too hard. So, instead of freezing up, I brushed past him and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Of course, he chose to follow me.

"What's wrong?" He asked as I pulled over the refrigerator and looked for something appetizing. "I'm hungry," I answered in monotone. What was wrong with me? "Hey, go relax on the couch. I'll make you something to eat. You're not a vegetarian, are you?" He rubbed my arm gently. I nodded my head no, yet, he still smiled at me brightly as if I made him the happiest person in the world. I heard all kinds of noises like the utensils were clanging together to make beautiful music for my amusement. It was soft, so I didn't have to cover my ears. In about a few minutes, he came over towards me with a plate full of food. There were two portions that filled it. Half of it was a salad with tomatoes and croutons, all that jazz, while the other half was chicken... I think. He scrutinized me while I was eating. He was an amazing cook. Either that, or I was just really hungry.

The second that I finished eating, he took my plate and darted towards the sink. I walked over to the kitchen slowly. I needed something to drink so I took a glass and filled it up. I opened the freezer to look for some ice. The room felt cool, but I was very warm. Maybe the chilliness could be coming from Lucas but I was still scorching. "Are you full yet?" He asked when he turned around. "I'm full," I replied. "Your were very quiet during dinner," he noted. "So were you," I replied. I was getting bored and my voice was getting even more boring, if that was even possible. The flatness in my tone was bothering me. I sipped up the last of my water started to walk over and rinse the glass. Of course, he beat me to it and in half a second the glass was out of my hands and in the sink, under the running water.

With his back on me, I just decided to go back into my room. He knocked on my door and waited a few seconds before letting himself in. He walked over to my bed but didn't sit down when I patted the spot next to me. I frowned. "So, is that what I'm going to look like when I lose control?" I asked, irresolutely. He looked at me with astonishment. "You saw?" He asked bewildered. "Of course I did," I answered. He looked at me nervously.

"Chelsea...," he whispered. He touched arm gently and kneeled down so that I didn't have to strain my neck. He stroked my arm and I flinched slightly at his touch. In a flash, his hand flew back to his side. "I would never... Hurt you Chelsea. I'd forbid it if I had that power," he finished. I whined quietly and took his hand in mine. I stared intently straight into his eyes. He smiled at me and I couldn't help but do the same. He chuckled once and looked down towards the floor. He looked back up a second later with a smirk on his face. He stood up to whisper into my ear. "Did you know that when you smile, your eyes sparkle like diamonds in the sunlight?" He murmured gently. He smirked at me when I blushed. Why is does he have to be so attractive?

Anthony came in to check up on us. "How is it going? I'm hoping we're saving the fighting for tomorrow... And outside," he stayed under the door frame with his arms crossed with a smile on his face. "Everything is fine," Lucas answered. He sounded annoyed right now. That was strange. "Oh, okay. That's great son," Anthony replied and sauntered off. Lucas was acting weird right now. His expression told me that he was concentrating hard on something. It was kinda freaking me out. Oh well, the more I get to know him the better right?