Part 10

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I slept soundly, only waking up when I heard a faint tap on the door. "Morning, I made you breakfast, we have the house to ourselves for a few weeks, Tom thinks it's best to find another house so we can decorate quicker and he can work without any interuptions." We both smiled the same smile; pure happiness that we have some time to get to know each other without the others around. We quickly ate and went shopping for everything a kitchen needs, including the kitchen sink. It took a while to walk back to the house but we got there. Oliver unlocked the door and took the bags into a corner of the porch. "Stay here please, with the bags and lock the door." He took his shoes off, lining them up before walking into the kitchen. I wanted to follow him, but he had told me to stay. I felt like a dog. Maybe he was pretending to like me? My thoughts were interrupted by the tearing of wood and metal bending. Oliver walked back in smiling. "I have to go back to the shop to buy some stuff for the walls where the cupboards were." I nodded and handed him the keys. "Shall I move the wood and stuff from the kichen outside?" He nodded looking distracted. I set to work as soon as the door closed and by the time he was back I was sat on the floor. "Is there something I don't know about you?" He joked. "How did you move all that on your own?"

I smiled and answered with my own question. "How did you rip all that from the walls?" He looked at me and sat down with a worried look on his face. "Do you believe in vampires?" I nodded and studied his face. He looked...different somehow. His cheeks looked flushed and his lips had more colour in. "I will tell Tom and see what he says." I tilted my head. "What do you mean?" He laughed his beautiful laugh. "Your not the naiive girl Tom wanted at all, Tom will have to tell you about what we do now...and the groups secret. But for now" He gestured to the kitchen. "We have to do this." He plastered the walls and helped me paint over it. Then we put the cupboards and things together until...

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