Book 1 2015-2016

Number 16 - Marcel Gerard

You walked into the gym, surrounded by newbie vampires.

"You are here because your control is embarrassing. Dead bodies have been left everywhere. There are different ways to overcome your blood lust. Working out for example" Your boyfriend, Marcel, boomed.

He caught you from the corner of his eye and flashed a cheeky grin.

"Y/N, for example, had the worst control but after working on it, she can go a week without a single drop"

"I'm offended. I can last longer than a week. It's just our weekly 'sessions' mean-"

"OK, you can last longer than a week" he interjected before you went into more detail.

You smiled and entered the boxing ring and stood next to Marcel.

"You'll all pair up and spar"

He began to pair the newbies up. Once he was done there was one male vampire, Michael, left.

"I'll be his pair" You offered.

His face changed.

"Don't worry babe" You reassured him.

He nodded.

"Start" he yelled.

You both began circling. Michael jabbed and you ducked.

"Gonna have to try harder baby vamp" You taunted.

He punched again and you blocked it and grabbed his arm flipping him over. He landed on the floor with a thump.

"Let your opposition make the first move." Marcel called out.

"Or you'll be in the same position as Michael over here"

You held out your arm to help him up and he grasped it, pulling you on top of him. He flipped over so you were under him and pinned your arms over your head. His mouth was near your neck. That was when you could sense Marcel staring, full of anger so you flipped him over and put your hand to his throat.

"Sorry love but only one person is allowed to have their fangs near my neck and newsflash, it's not you."

"It will be me soon" he choked out.

You removed your hand from his neck and got up.

Marcel stepped forward.

"Let's see what you got" he snarled

You rolled your eyes and walked out of the ring. You checked your phone and saw a text from Cami.

"Babe, I gotta go Cami needs my help" You called out collecting your things.

"I'll see you at home"

You ran out before Marcel could respond and met Cami at Rousseau's.

"There's been another murder" she pushed a folder to you.

"It's the same thing as before" you commented, peering at the images

"That's what happens with a serial killer"

"Who pissed in your cornflakes?"

"I'm just stressed out. There's this and being Klaus' therapist. It's just hard"

"Then tell Klaus you need to stop sessions for a bit and have some you time."

"It's not that easy."

"Just walk up to him and say 'Klaus! I need some time off. Let me go or I'll expose you'"

Cami laughed

"Y/N this isn't a movie you know."

"Enough of your problems, guess what happened today at the gym"

You launched into your story.

You guys lost track of time and when you realised what time it was you ended your friend date and headed home. You took a short cut and saw Michael limping out of the alley.

"What happened to you?"

"Marcel. He snapped my neck and staked my leg"

"You kind deserved it. I mean what did you expect. You flirted with his girlfriend. There's a blood bank ran by a witch near by. Go and find Melissa and say 'Louboutins not Manolos' and she'll get you a bag"

He nodded and walked off and you continued walking home.

You walked into the living room where Marcel was standing having a drink.

"I saw Michael on my way home" you said throwing your bag on the sofa.

"And?"

Marcel shrugged and took a sip of his drink.

"He had a stake in his leg"

"He deserved it"

"Are you jealous?"

"No"

"You so are."

You began to laugh.

"Stop laughing."

"It's cute"

"He needs to know not to flirt with my girl"

"He was just acting cocky. I wouldn't go for him"

"I don't know that. You guys could have a secret relationship for all I know"

"Well we don't have a secret relationship"

You walked towards Marcel. You were millimetres from him.

"If I didn't want to be with you would I do this?" You whispered into his ear seductively.

You slipped your hand into the front of his grey bottoms.

Marcel's eyes widened. You licked your lips and your mouth hovered by his neck. He wrapped an arm around your waist while one gripped your bum. He whooshed you two into your bedroom.

Let's just say once it was over you two were in need of a new bed and new workout clothes.