Complete Me(ManxMan)√

CHAPTER 10 : What Feels Right√

[ Antonio ]

I could have done it. I could have made him forget me, forget I ever existed or remember me but as someone else, a monster he never wanted to lay eyes on again. I could have, but I didn't. The mere thought of it, of him forgetting about me, or remembering me as someone else was to much to bare. It made me sick, angry even. I liked him, more than liked him even and it scared me. Never in my three centuries of being on earth have I ever felt this way, not even for the only two lovers in my life.

I liked the feeling.

I stared down at the sleeping angel, he looked so peaceful and content in my arms, he felt right. I sighed, he had insisted on staying the rest of the day yesterday and now he simply refused to wake. I felt the sun hit my face, the curtains hadn't been closed. I looked down as Carlos began to wake, shifting and letting out a sigh as his lashes fluttered.

"Good morning, sleepy head. "I greeted lowly. A smile creepy onto his face as he dipped his head back to look at me. I smiled at him and rolled my eyes.

"What time is it?" He asked me sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"5:30 am. "I told him automatically. He scowled.

"You should have closed the curtains last night, this is too early." I narrowed my eyes at him.

"That was kind of impossible since someone insisted in keeping me planted on this couch." He blushed and folded his arms over his chest.

"Not like you didn't like it." He scoffed and stood. I chuckled and stood.

"Well, you best be getting home now. "I said and he looked over to me and raised a brow, folding his hands over his chest.

"Kicking me out already?" I shook my head and bit my lip. "Good, because I'm hungry," he went for the kitchen and my eyes widened.

"Wait, uh...why don't we go out? "I suggested knowing I had no food in the refrigerator. He furrowed his brows at me.

"Don't be silly, Antonio. You know, just because you have money, doesn't mean you have to waste it." He walked into the kitchen and I walked faster, getting there before him. His lips parted as he stared at me. "How did you.. " he was talking slowly as he trailed off, looking behind me.

"I said we should go out to eat. "My tone was more forceful and he looked at me worriedly.

"I don't think it will kill us to have breakfast here." He said challenging me with a light chuckle. My jaw tightened.

"I don't have any food. "I said plainly and he slumped.

"Then...what do you have?" He folded his arms over his chest. This was exactly why we, couldn't happen. The risk was too great.

"Nothing. "I told him. "Carlos, you need to leave, now." I said forcefully, I couldn't deal with any of this, it was to much. I pulled him out of the kitchen.

"What? Why?" We got to the door and he pulled out of my grasp and glared. "Antonio, if you are trying to push me away, you need to stop. I'm sorry, then, alright? We can eat out." I tensed.

"I will take you home. "My tone left no room for argument and his face visibly fell.

"Antonio." His voice was broken. "Don't push me away." I grabbed onto his hand and sighed, pulling him out of the house and out into the warm air. I held the door open for him and he hopped in.

We drove to his house in silence, once we were there, he stayed playing with his fingers.

"Carlos, "I said with a sigh." I really don't thin-"

"Antonio, I have already made myself clear, ok? I already know you have doubts but please, don't, just...Stop thinking and do what feels right. "I looked out of the window sadly, maybe I was over exaggerating, it isn't like he did anything wrong. I couldn't blame him for being hungry.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled not looking at him. "I just...need time." I looked over at him and saw him smile.

"We have all the time in the world. "His words had hit home at that moment but more for me than him. He didn't have all the time in the world, one day he would age, grow old and sore, I, however, would not and I thought perhaps deep down that was my worry, falling in love with someone who would have a limited time with me when I would want forever. Then, more than ever, I wish I had died when I was meant to, save myself from the impending heart break.

"See you. "He kissed me softly, his touch lingered just above the surface of my skin as he left the car and speed walked into the house. Could I even trust myself enough to be with him? I felt my gums itch as the need to feed washed over me. I sighed and clenched my hands into fists, speeding back home just the way I like.

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I haven't seen him and that was my own fault. I was avoiding him, why? Because I couldn't deal with it. He had asked me to do what felt right but that was difficult, especially knowing how bad I could hurt him if I did.

"Dr. Vermount, patient want to see you. "I gave a nod and motioned for the nurse to escorts the person in. I looked up as the familiar scent caught my attention as well as blood. I closed my eyes, he was harder to resist than others and I hated it.

"Carlos, please don't tell me you injured yourself on purpose. "I turned to him and he flushed with a pout.

"Well, you were ignoring and avoiding me, I had to think of something." I scowled at the large gash in his arm.

"Self inflicted? You are suicidal. "I said and he chuckled faintly and sat down as I got out the supplies to treat his wound." You are such an idiot, Carlos and I'm not joking. "I grumbled angrily as I wiped down his blood. His intoxicating scent had my entire body on fire."Of all the stupid things to do, you get a knife and you slice your hand open, what is this, the Host?" I rant, mentioning one of my favourite novels. "I honestly can't believe you. There are things called cellphones, ever heard of them?" I scowled at him as he watched me with a dazzling loved up smile. "Persistent little git." I grumbled some more and bandaged him up.

"You're cute when you're worried...and mad. "He commented, tapping onto my nose.

"I don't like you much in this moment." I told him while disposing of the blood soaked cotton wipes. I was glad I was able to control myself, as much as his blood enticed me, I didn't wish to drink from him. I shuddered.

"You like me plenty. "I turned and he was right beside me. I glared down at him and he smirked as his hand went up my toned abdomen to my chest." I must say, Doctor, you look sexy in your uniform. "His tone was seductive and suggestive." I just want to strip you bare. "His gaze was filled with lust and I tilted my head to the side.

"Are you high?" I asked him and he burst out in a fit of laughter. I didn't smell anything on him but his behaviour had me questioning a lot of things. He leaned over to me and smiled widely.

"Nope, but, I was trying to see if attempting to seduce you would be fun and it was, very. "He giggled. I shook my head and rolled my eyes, I held onto his waist and took a deep breath. Mabye I shouldv'e just listened to him and done what felt right. It was much easier and less of a struggle than fighting.

"Promise not to cut yourself up just to see me?" He smiled.

"I really didn't do it on purpose. I was cooking and the phone rang, it startled me." I shook my head and leaned it onto his forehead. Doing what felt right, felt good, amazing really. "But, I promise, as long as you give me your phone number." I chuckled.

"Of cource. "