Vampire Love

Chapter 14

"Oh my god, how long is he going to take?!" I exclaimed, texting him for the billionth time. "He was supposed to pick me up two hours ago."

Bella walked in. "Doesn't the dance start in fifteen minutes. Why are you leaving early?"

"I was SUPPOSED to meet Liz before the dance. She wanted to approve what I was wearing."

"That's smart of her. Given the dress you're wearing right now." She said examining me critically.

I wore a maroon strapless dress, which went down to my thigh, showing most my cleavage. Well, that's what I chose to wear since Alex was coming. I had to make sure he didn't get bored, so I thought maybe I could flash a few just to tease.

"Oh, c'mon. I'm going to a high school dance, not some junior high party." I continued to check my messages, when I heard music blasting from outside. When I looked out the window, Alex started to honk at me. I kissed my sister, locked the door, and walked toward the car, when two guys in the backseat started whistling at me.

Sitting inside, I turned to Alex, "Who the hell are they?" They laughed as if I had just let out a joke.

"Relax, they needed a ride. We're just dropping them off at their place before we go to your stupid dance." His breath stank with alcohol, and I found him holding a beer bottle in his other hand.

"Are you drunk?" He didn't answered, and instead zoomed down the street, drifting at every turn. "Alex, stop! You're going way too fucking fast!" I screamed, but the guys in the back started hooting in excitement. He finally jerked to a stop at a red light, and grinned evilly at me. I panted, using my hands to steady myself, even though I was just sitting down.

Then, a guy in the back started to say, "Alex, damn. You never told me what a fine piece of artwork your girl is."

The other guy added on, "Yeah, Alex, once you're done doing her, just give me a call, alright?" Alex just laughed hysterically as I listened in horror. He finally stopped, and the guys staggered out, yelling, "Call me, Barbie" and "Good luck with that one, Alex."

Now, I've been through this stuff. Called out, hitted on, all sorts of things. So I just learned to ignore it and move on. And learn Taekwondo (which I'm planning on doing).

He started to go at average speeds, finally getting to the school parking lot. As soon as I walked out, I felt so dizzy, I fell down. Alex, like a "gentlemen", helped me up and pulled me forcefully as he walked to the school entrance, muttering "Let's get this over with."

Before we went to the dance, I insisted we go to the bathroom to freshen up. He reluctantly went with me to the boys' restroom. Boys who entered spotted me and I'd just say, "What are you looking at?" And they would just nod at me and calmly walk out. I guess I do pretty weird things here.

I order him to mouthwash, that his breath reeked and any teacher could call the cops. He just ignored me and did whatever I told him to. When I handed him some paper towels to wipe dry his face, he looked at me strangely and then asked something I never expected to hear. "Why are you doing this?"

"What? Doing what?"

2 / 3

"Helping me? After what I've put you through so far, you just overlook it and just help me. Most girls would've spit at my face and left me. But you... you stayed. Why?" He asked curiously.

I thought about what I should tell him. The truth? What he wants to hear? Finally I responded, "I know how alcohol influences you to do stupid things. Let's just say I know a person that went through this."

He apprehended what I had told him, then finally whispered, "I'll try not to ruin your night. I know how much this means to you." That's when I saw it. His face. It changed drastically, and for the first time, his face showed innocence, guilt, and goodness. I just held his hand and walked him outside, heading for the high school gym, putting on our masks.

I was tapped on the shoulder and found Liz, wearing a beautiful blue dress, and had Johnny by her side.

"Where the hell were you?!" Liz yelled over the music. "You promised! Look at what you're wearing!"

I rolled my eyes, and she hit my arm playfully. "You having fun with Johnny?"

Johnny smiled as if saying a hello and I just nodded. Liz exclaimed, "Yeah! So wanna introduce me?", obviously talking about Alex.

"Um- Liz this is Alex. Alex this is Liz."

"Hi. It's so nice to meet you." Liz said, but all Alex did was give a weak wave, which was good enough for me given the state he was in.

All of a sudden he brought me close and whispered, "Let's dance." He pulled me to the dance floor without even excusing us, and started dancing. Laughing, we both twirled each other and grooved for an hour, showing the fun side of Alex. While I was dancing, I find Alex stop once and just watch me, thinking it was turning him on.

A slow song comes on, and Alex groans as I put my arms around his neck. "Oh, come on! Just one!" I pleaded, so finally, he put his hands on my hips. Swaying, he leans his head on my shoulder, something girls were supposed to do. Liz started giggling at us when she saw him.

Then he murmured in my ear, "You look beautiful." I didn't expect him to say that, so when I was going to reply, I hear him say, "I should've said that a long time ago. I should've." And I realized that he was talking to himself now. "I'm such a bastard. I'm a fucking asshole. I should beat myself up." That's when I smiled, trying not to laugh.

Alex slowly got his head off of me and examined me for few 30 seconds. At first, it was a bit awkward since no guy has ever done this, but then he finally brought his hands to my face and leaned in. When our lips crashed, he felt different. Emotional, passionate, affectionate, feelings I never felt another guy do to me. He brought his hands to my thigh and brushed them upward, but stopped at the end of my dress. Moving down again, he never really tried to touch me inappropriately, which surprised me.

He completely got off me after awhile, panting for air. He walked out hurriedly out and got in the car, me following him. Running his fingers through his hair, Alex seemed agitated at himself, so I held my hands up to his face and kept saying, "Look at me." He tried to avoid my eyes, but finally gave in. "What's wrong?"

At first, he was hesitant, dodging my question by saying "It's getting late, we should go home."

3 / 3

I just shook my head in reply and said, "I asked you a question. What's going on with you?"

Looking right into my eyes, a question of helplessness was asked. "What are you doing to me?"

"What?"

"All the other girls I was with were scared of me, weak, helpless. But you? You control me. You take over every part of me. Whatever you command, I obey." I watched him pour out all of his thoughts. "I'm not used to it. With my friends, I get to tell them to do what I want, when I want it. I feel like the world is all mine and no one can stop me. Until you. You asked me to stop driving fast, and I stopped. You wanted to take me to the bathroom, I go with you. If you were someone else, I'd resist and do the opposite. You even got me to tell me what I'm feeling." He said, chuckling.

Smiling, I said, "Are you done?" When he nodded, I answered, "That's because I'm not everyone else. Nor do I want to be. You think I want you to control me? No girl does. But I'm the one that has to take control or else there is no understanding. I can't help myself. I like to take control. It's just who I am."

And with that, there was silence. Finally, he pulled me to him passionately and kissed me once. After that, I laid my head on his shoulder until he decided "Let's go drop you."

We switched sides (since he was in no state to drive). When I got home, I realized he couldn't go home alone. I told him to come inside and though he refused, I dragged him in and laid him on the sofa.

He kept muttering to himself, and he looked cute with the messed-up face. When I found myself staring, he had fell asleep.

I smiled silently and went to my room to sleep.