All my Feelings (boyxgirlxboy)

FLAWLESS. ( chap 4 )

Purple orbs stared into my eyes from inside this cafe place I came across while I tied my sneakers, I was hitting on this blonde bimbo and when I looked up I saw them.

They didn't see me until I guess the Angeel that owned them moved them.

Her beauty stunned me.

Her purple eyes framed by thick black eyelashes , her golden brown skin ,those extremely high cheekbones that made her eyes look slanted. Her lips were a little odd, with the lower one being overstuffed and the top lip on the thin side , her pert nose had the slightest dusting of freckles on it. The rest of her face had dark, flat tiny moles, like by her mouth and at the edge of her cheek and by her left eye.

She was staring at me. Staring through me, her unique lips parted

under my lusty gaze. Gotdamn I wanted to jump on her.

The guy she was sitting with looked back at me too then back at her then me, then away. But I was frozen in place gawking at...her... my freedom.

And like the world before we came flawless had to be her name.

She touched the silver chain at her neck and I ignored the blonde as I stepped into the street.

I ignored the cars as I got relatively closer to her.

I ignored the people I bumped into as I was pulled to her.

It was only when I was a few feet away from her when I realized there could be some consequences to my actions.

Well to my thoughts, I was thinking of ripping off her clothes and taking her where she sat in the cozy 4 seating booth.

In public. Surrounded by people.

Cause who ever said "don't go fucking Angeels who basically control your life in a cafe" ?

No one, that's who. And any how I make up my own rules ~ and stroke her black hair through the glass. I take a picture of her with my iPhone but she doesn't look away.

Oh, why won't she just come to me?

So I can touch her and make her feel nice and look into her eyes and love her.

Of course until I get tired of her, I don't fall in love.

Love? What's that? Ha ha ha huh.

I give her one last look, inhale her, then go back to my flat. In my bed, which smells of day old sex and not cinnamon, love and wholeheartedness, I think about how I'll get her and be whole and be me.

And how I'll get her to be mine.

The scent of pureness stays with me until night falls and I get up once again to find her. This time it's easy because I know what I'm looking for and I know how she smells so I can track her that way.

I had to go through the woods and to a clearing the size of a stadium. I think there's something wrong because the tiny cabin looks old and worn, like no ones lived here for a while.

She's been kidnapped!

But who kidnapped her ? There's no other scent but her overwhelming one. What the hell is going on? ! Where's my Angel ?

....Why am I panicking?

I shake away this rather unknown feeling and walk on ahead to the river where I smell her most.

Oh, good! She's here. I stop moving. She's here. Whats to be said, "um let me bite you and you bite me so I can become a real vampire "? I think not.

How do I even approach her? She looks so sweet and calm playing with toy cars and talking to. ..she's crazy? She's talking to the water. But still the way her hair's over her shoulder and how she's resting on a rock and playing with cars , no this girl is crazy.

Should I dare to step closer? What if she gets scared and I scare her away? No, no, no , she's the scary one here, who does that? Talk, talk, talk to -to rivers! That's some freakish shit and I know I've lived through the 70's to the 90's. This is basically nothing.

People use to shove safety pins through their noses and call it a piercing. I've seen everything, well except purple oranges. And a girl as beautiful as her. With hair as long and dark and eyes as slanted and lips as full and what is wrong with me? !

I ~I just gotta go. She saw me!

She's just petrified, it seems ,then she gets up and runs away into the cabin. She's so sexy ~ as in tall and shapely. What I'd do to get a chance to feel her up.

Wish I knew her name. It's probably like Verona, or Ramona, or something like that, something sexy to go with such a sexy girl.

Good thing I snapped a photo of her.

Aw, she left her cars. I go pick them and hold them for awhile then venture on.

I go to Leis's well to the floor above mine . He's this vampire I accidentally created, so in my world he's like my son /boyfriend husband . Thing about him is he's a fucking geek, like Erkel geek, minus the clothes, I wouldn't let him do it to himself.

And he's actually a really hot guy, of he wasn't I wouldn't've tried to kill him and I definitely wouldn't occasionally sleep with him , I guess he just didn't want to die or let me go .

" Hi, Marc." He greets me before I even step into his flat.

"Hey, Leis." I look at him and shake my head. He has brown hair too light for his equally pale complexion and sexy blue eyes hidden behind Harry Potter glasses, pink plump full lips and an angler face, he has a really nice long lanky toned body, if he'd just put himself together and change his glasses he'd be almost, almost as hot as me. I'm so hot.

I take him by the hand and bring him outside. He's all dazed and confused then he looks at me expectantly.

"You're finally getting a makeover. "I say simply.

"But I don't~ "I pressed my knuckles to his lips to shush him.

" You're doing it. "

"What's gonna happen? " He stomps along with me to a near by drug store.

"We're dying your hair black, getting it cut ,I was thinking of getting you some contacts or do you want glasses? "

"I like my glasses."

"Glasses it is! "

He groaned, I smiled and tugged him along.

This'll be fun.

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AUTHORS NOTE.

IF YOU ARE READING THIS GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK, PLEASE I NEED TO KNOW IF I SHOULD EVEN. CONTINUE TO WRITE. NO ONE TELLS ME. COMMENT, INBOX, WRITE ME A LETTER I DONT CARE LET ME KNOW HOW GOOD OR BAD IM DOING. AND ALSO SPREAD THE WORD OF MY BOOK IF ITS GOOD. AND TELL ME IF YOU DO ,I'LL FOREVER PRAISE YOU. IM GOOD AT THAT. AND IM COOL. (( '·')) (shivering <--) IM AWESOME ( *-*) (wearing my sunglasses at night <--- "so I can, so I can keep track of the visions in my eyes. while she's out deceiving me she cuts my security has. she got control of me, I turn to her and say don't switch the blade on the guy in the shades oh no dun dun dun day dun dun, don't masquerade with the guy in the shades oh no.......,well I got a little totally carried away~ that was Corey hart with" I wear my sunglasses at night" Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's me.: ) )