My Werewolf Mate and My Vampire Best Friend

We meet again

We Meet Again

December 8, 2012

The color green was something that had always reminded me of life. Green resembled the joy and happiness of a new born child, the big oak that sat in my front yard or the grass that was literally everywhere. It was life itself, because without the color it felt like life wouldn't exist itself. I have always felt a sense of calmness from my favorite color, but at the moment I was feeling anything but calm. I was a complete nervous wreck and worst of all, I stunk of fear.

Brilliant, green eyes bored into me, giving me a sense of trepidation. He was staring at me with an emotion that I couldn't recall, as his sunglasses sat on the top of his head. It was almost like he was looking at me with admiration that only comes from the bond of two lovers. Though his eyes weren't looking at me in anger, I felt scared and shocked. And for the first time I saw the color green with fear. I could feel the fear of him rolling through my body, and I knew he could feel it to.

There was just so many things going on. So many things I couldn't explain. He, himself, may not be what I was afraid of, but I was afraid of the thought of him. The fact that I dreamed about him last night, and then he stands in front of me like he knows me, looking at me like he knows about me and my dream.

I composed myself self in front of him, finally ready to speak. "Wh-What...? I-I don’t..." Or so I thought, but the only thing that could come out of my mouth was small stutters of the beginning of my many questions.

"Addy?" A soft smile graced his face as he looked at me. "Slow down and finish your questions, so that I can answer them."

I closed my mouth quickly and took a deep breath. "How," I asked, searching his face for answers?

He shoved his hands into his pockets and took another step closer to me, leaving two feet between us. "It's called dream scaping. And, yes, you didn't dream me up. I actually talked to you last night."

I looked at him funny. Dream scaping? Where have I heard that before? I looked at him in confusion. "Is that normal? You know... for people to be able to do that."

"Some," he said, taking another step closer.

"Why me? Why? I don't understand. Why won't you just leave me alone? I JUST WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE!" I began, speaking quietly at first, and then I became enraged with anger, yelling at him.

"I'll never leave you alone." And with that he pressed his body to mine. I could feel the tingling and the butterflies that fluttered in my stomach. He then grabbed my shoulders and pulled me even closer.

I was shocked at his advances. Yeah, the guy was stunningly attractive, and I could see why he would be confident. But to be this bold was something else. He was different for sure, but I couldn't determine if it was a good or bad thing. Though he did remind me of one of those boys that had girls flocking to him, so then out of all the girls he could have, why me? It didn't seem right, but as of now I didn’t have another explanation.

He began to rub my shoulders, calming me down. Then it was like a light flicked on in my head. I didn't even know him, yet I was letting him touch me, again. I pushed him in the chest hard, causing him to let go of me. "NO! Just stop." I told him firmly. Whatever game he was playing, I wasn't falling for it. I was a freakin' vampire for crying out loud, and if it came down to it I would just take him down. He was just a human with some kind of seduction techniques. He was good, but he was still just human.