(Updated) B1)Caught By A Vampire

19) Together

Luna-

Luna woke up with her bladder full. If she doesn't get up, she is going to pee herself. Luna tried to get out of bed, but Demitri's heavy arm kept her down. She glances back; he's spooning her. Cozy.

But her bladder is screaming. She wiggled out of Demitri's embrace and ran to the bathroom. Since she wasn't wearing panties, she sat on the toilet and sighed. The relief she felt. She wiped and flushed. She washed her hands and went back to bed. Demitri was already up.

"I'll go and put your clothes to dry; we'll leave in a bit," he said.

She nodded.

He left, and she sat down. She took a moment to process this whole situation. Demitri stabbed her father with a silver dagger. She knows her father will heal, but it'll leave a scar.

From what she heard, her father killed Demitri's mother. Her mother, Anita, was furious at her father for killing Demitri's mother. She even slapped her father. It's safe to say her father asked for it.

There has to be a reason why her father killed Demitri's mother after promising not to. Luna rolled out of bed, slipped on Demitri's sweatpants, and tightened the strings. She stepped out to get some fresh air.

The air felt nice against her skin; she could see the sunrise through the trees. It's a beautiful place. Smiling, she leans against the railing, watching the sun come up. There weren't many cars in the parking lot.

She closes her eyes to enjoy the cold breeze. She felt someone near her. She thought it was Demitri.

"Hi," Luna turned; a guy stood there holding a brown paper bag. She instantly felt a connection to him, just like Senna.

She looked at him; he had long dark brown hair that fell to his lower back tied with a blue ribbon. His eyes, their lapis color it's like staring into the ocean's depths. Not that Luna knows what the ocean depth looks like.

And he has a nice tan as if he's been out in the sun. He looked to be in his 20s. He is well-built. He's wearing black jeans, a white fitted T-shirt, and a gray coat. He looked dangerous.

"Hi," she shouldn't be talking to strangers, but he didn't feel like a stranger.

"It's cold out here, why are you outside?" He took out a wrapped piece of bread. "Here, it's warm."

She was hungry. She took the bread; it was warm. She presses it against her cheek. It smells good. She unwrapped it and took a bite. Sweet. Strawberry jam. "Thanks, and I'm waiting for my boyfriend; it's why I'm outside."

"Oh," he smiled.

"You haven't seen him, have you?" She ate the bread, and it was delicious. "He's about your height, has black hair and jade green eyes, and he's pale," she told him. "And grumpy."

"Oh yeah, I did see him," he smiled. "He came out of the laundry-matt and went into the diner. He looked grumpy and complained about someone trying to steal his laundry."

"Oh, that does sound like him," she sighed. He's complaining this early in the morning.

"Oh right, my name is Taylor Cane," he offered his hand. She hesitated, but he was kind and even gave her some bread. She shook his hand.

"My name is Luna," she can't give up her last name. She looks at their joint hands. There was indeed a connection. It was strong.

He gave her a slight nod.

"Are you a d-." She was cut off by Demitri hissing behind her. She turned and glared at him.

He came out half and composed himself. "Who's this?" Demitri asked. She didn't have to introduce them. Taylor did it himself