Heart Bitten

Chapter 21

"That will be three-forty, thank you."

The lady behind the desk smiled warmly at me and I returned the smile. The weather was hot and little kids in swimsuits ran by, screaming and laughing. I dodge just in time before a little kid barely five run towards me with an ice-cream in hand. I laughed a little when the kid gave me an apologetic smile before scurrying pass me to join her little friends by the sand.

I found an empty spot, over viewing the sea and sat comfortably as I watched kids with their families' picnic down the beach. Some teenagers in groups playing beach ball, laughing and high-fiving each other each time they scored a game. Girls in the tiniest bikinis sat under the sun tanning, in the mean time, trying to catch that really hot washboard abs life-guard's attention.

Sipping on the iced tea, I closed my eyes as I recalled memories I've hid at the furthest corner of my mind.

Everything that happened at the Donahue mansion seemed like a far off memory that never would have even happened in the most possible imagination. People I have met, they don't seem real to me anymore. Vampires, werewolves; are they even supposed to exist? Maybe God thinks it will be funnier to mess with people's life by putting in weird creatures that aren't supposed to exist.

Choices; things we have to made every minute of our life.

And I did mine.

To follow my soul mate or to stay behind with the possible person I might find love with.

But I choose none.

They didn't know that I crept out of the mansion that day. Or maybe they know but pretend not to. They might have suspected something was fishy with me that day; hugging each and every one of them.

Why did I make this choice of leaving both of them, you may ask?

That's because I can't choose. I want Julian, but I can't leave Dominic. I have to admit that I am not in love with Dominic, but something attracts me to him. Something I have felt from the very first day I met him.

All of them have amused looks on their pretty little faces except for Horatio and the emo looking guy sitting at the farthest corner of the room with the expression on his face as if he is mad at the whole world.

I've decided to like the emo guy better since at least he doesn't bite like the rest do.

As if he could read my thoughts, the emo guy instantly looked up right at me and bared his fangs out.

Ok, I take my words back. I don't like him that much either.

"And, this is Dominic." Horatio said, waving a hand at his youngest son who just eyed me with an annoyed look. He was the emo looking one with the black diamond stud choker. One side of his ears was pierced and I could bet that his tongue is too. Everything was black, except for his pale skin, bright blonde hair that fell to his eyes and his clear icy blue eyes.

Somehow Dominic didn't seem to like me at all.

A smirk crept its way up my lips; how many times had he tried to kill me but end up saving me all over again?

Dominic growled and my mind snapped back to him. Dominic looked beyond annoyed, "That silly fool probably thinks he found his soul mate! Ha! His soul mate that will marry a vampire, how funny will that be?"

I looked at him, my body tensed. Soul mate?

"Yes, little princess. I don't know 'bout that werewolf but I know that when you look at someone and you can't see anything else but that one person, than that person is definitely your soul mate. Julian must've thought he had found his soul mate."

Dominic gave me a fangy smile when I looked at him questioningly.

"You!"

The smirk disappeared replaced by a small sigh. Dominic, what was the real reason for telling me that Julian was my soul mate? If you haven't told me, I would probably have-what?-fallen in love with you instead? Julian might be my soul mate, but that doesn't meant I have to love him. But that doesn't mean I love Dominic. I just don't love love him.

I smirked again, this time thinking of Julian. Boy, I bet he sure is pissed at me and maybe doesn't want to see me for the rest of his life. Well, this is probably the first in history for a soul mate to run away from the other.

"Want to see the waterfall?"

I looked at him, "Waterfall? I don't hear rivers nearby."

"That's because it's quite into the forest."

Uncertainty and doubt must've showed on my face because Julian looked offended and hurt. "I'm not going to eat you like the big bad wolf in Red Riding Hood." Julian silently muttered, he looked like a kicked puppy and I have this strange urge to throw myself at him. I kicked myself, what is wrong with my hormones? He's a freaking werewolf!

I sighed, "I know you won't eat me," the thought of Julian eating me up made my face cringe and Julian looked more offended than ever. He was quick enough to mask it away with a slightly too cheerful look and smiled at me, "But you don't trust me, that's all. It's ok, logically who would trust a werewolf from not gobbling them up?"

He made the word 'gobbling' dripping with so much venom I could lick it right off the word.

"Ok," I was starting to get a little annoyed with him making me feel like the evil one here, "You know what? Just bring me there."

Julian looked at me with an excited look on his face, "Really?"

I rolled my eyes at him, "Really."

I felt tears brimming, threatening to fall any moment. I have to admit; I miss him, I miss him terribly. It felt as if a part of me is missing, and if given another chance, I will want it back. But it's too late now, I have made my choices. And I choose to leave. There's no backing now. If I ever meet him again, it will be fate's playing.

I sighed.

"Miss Adele, is everything ok?"

My head snapped up instantly.

"Mrs. Simpson, yes, yes, everything's fine."

Mrs. Simpson is the mid-sixty childless widow staying next door. She smiled, her face wrinkled with age, "Oh, that's good. I thought you looked a little pale. Don't stay in the sun too long, dear; dehydration is not good for the babies." She nodded towards the big bulge before disappearing back into her house.

I looked down at my growing stomach and smiled.

"Yeah, I am definitely missing you already,"