The Ailing Heart

Chapter 6

He shouldn't have asked me not to be around. I've got a habit of doing what I'm asked not to. I park my car by the gate and get down. It's a little past seven but this part of the city is mostly empty no matter what time it is.

I walk towards the gate and peep inside. There's no one inside not even Liam. I climb up the gate and jump on the other side landing perfectly on my feet. I'm quite used to doing this now.

I start to walk further in while playing with my hair. Cold wind starts blowing  making my hair start making patterns. I hug myself close to keep myself warm. I walk further only to be stopped by a pair of burning red eyes staring at me.

I stop dead in my tracks when a tall body hovers over me. His t shirt hugging his exquisitely made body. His cheek bone so perfectly made that it could probably cut things. I step back and try to get away but its too late. He grabs me by my waist and pulls me close to himself. His grip shoots a wave of pain through my waist.

"You'd probably the tastiest thing I've ever tasted". He whispers into my ear, his cold breath on my skin making me shiver.

Just before anything else happens I feel someone's grip on my hand, dragging me away. His grip hurts me equally bad and I well making him leave me immediately.

He walks up to the guy in front.

" Jake you better leave her alone". He growls, smashing his fiat into Jake's stomach making him fall a good few feet away. He reaches up to Jake in a blink of eye.

"Chill bro. I didn't know she was yours". Jake, or what I suppose is his name says panting. He gets up on his feet without any signs of exhaustion of physical pain.

Jake vanishes in a fraction of a second. If I hadn't seen him here, with his face only a couple of inches away from mine, I wouldn't believe if someone said he even existed.

I am too indulged in Jake to notice the Greek god standing right in front of me. My heart stops for a millisecond when I see Liam standing in front of me. His eyes pitch black, his hands curled into fists beside his body and his jaw clenched. He looked what anger would look when personified.

My mind isn't processing the things I'm seeing. Liam is inches away from me, his eyes boring deep into my soul.

"I asked you not to be anywhere around this place. Didn't I?" He growls. His voice sends shivers down my spine. I know he's not a human but I'm still not afraid of him, even after knowing I should be.

"What are you?" I ask him, as my curiosity takes over my common sense.

My question catches him off guard as his eyes change their colour just again. They're back to the beautiful shade of blue.
I swear this is creepy.

"What do you think I am?" He says, trying to disguise his astonishment for attitude.

"That clearly is not the answer to my question". I say, returning his attitude.

"Well, you know it. Don't you ?" He states as a matter of fact.

"How am I suppose to know that ?" I say, imitating him.

"A vampire". He states as if its nothing. My heart feels a pinch but then its all okay. I really am weird, standing in the middle of a graveyard interviewing a vampire.

"You're afraid to be in here alone with a vampire ?" He asks bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Not really. I should be ?" I reply, making him smile. His smile is so adorable.

He just nods his head as if to say a yes.

"Wanna go back home?" He asks. And I nod for reply. He holds his hand out for me and I hold it unable to decide what else to do. We walk to the day while he tells me about vampires.

"So you won't suck my blood ?" I ask, making him smirk.

"You're too beautiful for me to give you any kind of pain". He says with a genuine smile. His smile makes makes my heart skip a beat. 

He grabs the car keys from my hands and opens the door for me.

"So I'm with a gentleman. Or should I say a gentle-vampire". I mock, making him smirk again.

" You think messing around with a vampire in an isolated graveyard is fun ?" He teases me.

"Yeah its fun when the vampire finds me beautiful". I tease back.

"You're impossible". He mutters. I get into my car and lower the window.  He leans into the window and I ask him if he needs a lift which ends up with him challenging me for a race to my place.

I turn the ignition on and accelerating at the fastest possible rate. I've never driven this rash. Driving this rash never pleased me.

Liam ends up winning the race. While I reach their minutes later almost killing two people on the road and skidding countless times.

" You're fast". I say getting out of the car.

"You doubted my abilities ?" He says faking a hurt emotion.

We talk there for while more and as it gets colder he forces me to get home. We decide to meet tomorrow after school and with that we go our own separate ways.

I get inside and he'd straight upstairs. Today has been a weird day. Until last night I would probably laugh at someone who told about vampires being real and just a few minutes ago I was with one myself. You never know what life probably has in stock for you.

I grab my copy of Pride and Prejudice and put on my glasses. I really get indulged into the story and drift off to sleep.

I wake up neatly tucked in my bed with my book kept on the nightstand with the glasses on it. I find a note in the book which is from Liam.