The Vampire's seal lll : Love over immortality

Accidents make friends

"We need to talk about the history of the creatures that possessed golden eyes."

I looked at Vale as she walked me to the boys dorm. My mind was somewhere else, thinking about other things that were completely different from what she was talking about.

But I had previously asked her not to intrude and read my thoughts. Not only was it annoying, but... Well, it was annoying.

"Hey, are you listening?" She waved a hand in my face and I blinked.

"Huh?" Vale rubbed a hand through he face and sighed.

"We can talk about this during the weekend, we have school tomorrow. But be prepared to learn about the history of those flashy eyes of yours." I looked at Vale and decided to ask her a bold question by bringing up the boss of the group that had recently tried to decapitate me, or something along those lines

"Did Kelo learn about our history?"

Vale looked at me taken back, but remained silent. Obviously the question had struck her as odd, but it was strange for her not to give a comeback.

"Well?"

"I... I cannot say." I smiled at Vale, but I wasn't amused. 'She cannot say'? What kind of bull is that?

"What's an advisor if you won't tell me what I want to know?"  I snorted and Vale looked at me twisted and undecided.

"It's headmaster's orders." She told me as I faced the boys dorm to go in, brushing past her. There was no time to be wasted if she wasn't going to tell me anything useful. "It's all I can say." I stormed up the boys dorm until I was in my room.

Why won't anyone tell me? I yelled in frustration at the walls. What happened to the titans of war?

I screamed and punched the wall. To my surprised, instead if it breaking my wrist, the action broke the wall- exposing my room to someone else's bathroom.

The autumn haired boy looked at me in shock as his toothbrush hung slanted from his lips like a cigarette. His towel surrounded his waist, barely covering what was underneath.

It was embarrassing. For him, the victim, and for me, the wrong doer. An accident? Definitely. At least he wasn't jerking off.

"Sorry."

Was all I could managed as we akwardly stared at each other. I looked away as he continued to glare.

"Should I call someone to fix it?" I asked, grabbing my phone that was well in my pocket, warm against my leg. The guy put up a single finger, and signaled me to wait.

I waited until he finished brushing his teeth, which took a good few minutes. Then looked at me, fixing the towel wrapped around his waist.

"If you call now, they won't pick up. It's already night time". I looked at him, awestruck to hear someone with such a thick british accent. I out my window pretending not to care though, and saw it was already dark out.

He's right.

"Regardless, I'll have one of my friends fix it. This isn't the first time this has happened to me, you know." I gave a small uncomfortable smile and looked around.

What, so we're just supposed to sleep with a hole in our wall?

I looked at the guy who was speaking with someone on his phone that had been near his sink, near the hole in the wall. His dark reddish hair, light freckles and perfect jaw made him look like someone serious.

Like someone who'd cut my throat at night while I sleep.

What the hell am I supposed to do now?!