(Updated) B1)Caught By A Vampire

31) Guilt

Taylor-

He should've seen that coming. Taylor should've known Demitri would be on alert when he stepped outside the house with a metal baseball bat. Taylor knew it was over.

The ball hit his face. Wallop him, that Taylor fell off the roof and landed on a wooden table. He didn't have time to check his face. The owner of the house Taylor was on top of woke up. He had to scramble up, grab Sarah, and teleport home.

He drops Sarah on the bed and checks himself in the mirror. His nose and lip are busted and bleeding. That fucking bastard. He spat blood out and a tooth. The only reason he got hit was because the ball was heading straight toward Sarah. He took the hit.

He kept spitting blood out. His tooth was already going back.

"Are you okay?" Sarah held an aid kid. She set it on the counter. "Thank you for saving me." She gently used a disinfectant wipe to clean the wounds.

He didn't say a thing and let Sarah clean his face. He will probably bruise and heal after. That damn vampire is going to pay big time. He winced at the sudden pressure. He couldn't even make facial expressions without it hurting like a bitch.

"Don't wrinkle your nose," she pressed a gauze against his nose. "More blood is oozing out; it's black. Is that normal?"

"Yes," he said.

"But Luna's blood isn't black," she rubs a cream around the wound on his nose only. "It was red, well, not that I remember it's a dark red."

"She's a hybrid," he winced.

She nodded and continued to tend to his wound. He looks at her. Sarah is a beautiful one. He likes her eyes.

He smiled. "What do you want to eat?"

"Um," she threw away the bloody gauze and closed the aid kit. She washed her hands and dried them on the towel. "I have wanted to try the lasagna with garlic bread."

"I can't make it, but I know where to buy it," he smiled. "Wait here."

He teleports away to an Italian restaurant. He knows where to get the lasagna. Since Sarah hasn't tried lasagna, he will get three types: regular lasagna with meat, triple cheese, and spinach lasagna. He got garlic bread. For dessert, he got her something different from the last few times: funnel cakes.

He got them some drinks and a few snacks.

Once he got everything, he went back. He set everything on the table. Sarah came out of the bathroom; she had taken a shower. Sarah always takes one when he's not around.

"It smells good," she lifts the plastic off the lasagna's. "Thank you, Taylor; the lasagna looks delicious!" She smiled.

Her smiles are genuine when she's happy about something, like food. Taylor can't seem to make her smile.

"I brought three of the most sold lasagna," he smiled. "And funnel cake."

"Thank you."

They sat together and ate. Taylor is surprised that his father hasn't noticed the extra guest. Either way, he doesn't care. His father is never home.

"It's good!" Sarah had sauce on her cheeks. He grabs a napkin and wipes her cheeks. She smiled.

He made her smile. Good.

He will make her live a comfortable life before letting her go. He still needs to look for the men that hurt her. He already knows what clan they stay at.

"Taylor!"

Shit.

He wiped his mouth and stood. "Stay here."