Shadow Creek ✔

Chapter Nine

\\Nine//
Zoey

My pounding headache finally won and woke me up. I groaned and turned over. I bumped into a wall of flesh. A sexy wall of flesh. My eyes whipped open. "Demetri?"

His eyes opened. "Shit."

I sat up quickly. "We had sex? Oh my God."

Dem stood up and looked at me. "No we didn't. You were drunk and you wanted to, but I said no."

I nodded and sighed in relief. The dull ache in my heart was back again. Tears welled in my eyes.

"Would it kill you for you to even look at me!? You hate werewolves that much Zoey!?" Demetri yelled.

My eyes grew wide. The aching was getting worse. I grabbed my chest. My breathing became heavy.

"Tell me!" He demanded.

"No!" I felt woozy and the floor did a tilt-a-whirl again. The pain was making me dizzy.

"Tell me." Demetri grabbed my arms and shook me gently.

"Please stop the pain." I sobbed and slumped into Demetri's chest.

Dem helped me to the bed. I wanted to yank my heart out to stop the pain. Dem held me. "What pain?"

"My chest. Dem, it hurts." I whispered.

"How? Why? How do I stop it?" His eyes were full of worry.

Tears were going down my eyes and I couldn't stop it. "I don't know." It was never this bad before.

"Shh." Demetri wrapped his arms around me tightly. "I got you. I'm never going to let you go. You're going to be fine." Demetri kissed my head.

The pain subsided substantially. I took a deep shuddery breath. "You're really not like him." I whispered. "The pain stopped."

"Good. I'm not like who?" Dem murmured.

"I think its time you know why I don't like werewolves," I mumbled, reaching over to the mini fridge, I grabbed a blood bag.

Biting through the thick plastic, blood erupted in my mouth and I moaned in bliss. But it wasn't enough, I was still hungry. At least my bloodlust wasn't bothering me. "I loved a man named Eli. He was a werewolf and we met at Shadow Creek. I was a new vampire so I didn't know vampires didn't like werewolves. Him and I instantly fell in love. We almost got married. But then he started acting like a jerk. He was cheating on me. And he called me many things. Basically he was acting like a dick. It was an abusive relationship, but I just thought that's how he was. I always thought it was my fault, I was too clingy, too pushy. I loved him too much. Him and I had a argument. He wanted someone who was warm. Not cold. He kissed a werewolf right in front of me. He tore my heart out," I sniffed. "I gave him everything. I thought... he loved me." I was full on crying now and I could barely talk.

Demetri brought me into his arms and leaned against the headboard of my bed. He soothed me. "What happened next?"

"He left with the girl and they got married," I wiped my eyes. "A few months later, he came back to rub it in my face. He called me names again and hurt me all over again. And now when I think about him, my chest hurts and when I'm with anyone, all I think about is him. Elijah Clarke, the forever heartbreaker."

"Wow, I understand why you hate werewolves now. But Zoey, I'm not like that. I'm not like that I'm not going to break your heart. I'm the type of guy that wears my heart on my sleeve and I will never hurt you. I admit some werewolves are horrible and they do things like that, but me I'm not like that. I'm completely the opposite."