My Love For A Vampire

chapter twenty

Still Eve's pov.

"So, what happened actually?" Sue asked me.
We were walking down the streets, and hoping that we could find her.
Maybe Drusilla didn't go that far yet and maybe we had a chance to find her.
"I don't know. It's actually crazy." I shook my shoulders.
She looked at me. "I know, but tell me your side of the story."
"The first day of school what happened. After school, we went to work and well ms. Betty told Drusilla to clean up at night and she did, well she told me that she met that guy that night-"
"The spike guy," she told me
I nodded. "I guess so because she never told me the name."
"He came to my house that day because he gave back the phone," she said.
"Well, he came by the coffee shop that night and they were talking and it's like every night they meet up."
She looked at me. "Oh my gosh."
"What?" I asked.
"She was so upset and she said that she wanted to walk out and get some fresh air and clear her mind, do you think she met up with him?"
I shook my shoulders. "It could happen. But all I know is that she's been lying to Jackson ever since she met that Spike guy. This Spike guy is making her fall for him."
"I guess I can see what you are saying. She did Jackson wrong."
Finally, at least she's on my side. Jackson is confused but at least sue is on my side.
"I got something," I said. "At night, we wait."
"We can't."
"And why not?" I asked her.
"Because Spike left," she said.
I didn't say anything.
Later that night, sue had went back home and same for me to. I got into my bedroom and called Jackson.
"Hello?" I heard over the phone.
"Hey, its me."
"Anything?" He wondered.
"No, but I know what the guys name," I told him.
"And what is it?" He asked.
"Spike. It's a weird name, right?" I smiled alittle.
He didn't say anything.
"Apparently he left," I said.
He didn't say anything.
"You there?" I asked.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm here. Where did he go?" He asked.
I shook my shoulders. "I don't know."
"Look, I know today I was alittle angry but it's still our fault and it's her fault but-"
"I know." I lied. This wasn't our fault, this was her fault. She was dumb enough to meet with this guy and fall for him and I didn't like the way Drusilla was treating him. "Maybe when we find her, maybe we all can work things out."
He didn't say anything.
"Like I said, Jackson. She'll be okay. She's Drusilla for crying out loud," I told him.
"You're right. I'm going to bed, so goodnight."
"Goodnight," I said.
With that, we hung up.
Okay, maybe this was working. Maybe I could have a chance with Jackson and maybe he could see that I care so much for him.

DRUSILLA POV.

After the long day, I had sat down on the floor sitting in front of the t.v. I was flipping through channels to channels and to be honest there wasn't really nothing on.
News was on and I notice they were talking about me, saying that I ran away from home and telling me to come on.
"In a million years." I turned the t.v off and looked around, to see what I could do around here. I got up from the floor and went to the bed and sat down. I open the dresser and found some CD's, paper and a book.
I shut the dresser back and crawl myself fully on the bed and I still had the book, CDs and paper in my hand.
"What kind of music you listen to?" I said to myself. I looked at the name and it had said James Marsters. I looked up and saw that there was a DVD player, so I hop off the bed and put the CD in the player and it started to play. I checked the back of the case and it had said that poor Robyn was playing. It wasn't a bad song, it was a good song.
I walked back to the bed and sat down and looked at the book, which was called Buffy the vampire slayer.
"He really likes vampires," I said as putting the book aside. I opened the paper and it was a drawing. A drawing of a girl, sleeping.
I didn't know he could draw, I said to myself.
The girl in the painting was me and I was shocked.
"Oh my gosh," I said as raising up and looking at the picture. "He drew me while I was sleeping. What a weirdo."
"Yes I am a weirdo," I heard.
I looked up and found Spike standing there leaning on the door. He had a bag in his hands and he walked toward the DVD player and turned the music off. "Why are you in my things?" He walked to me and snatch the paper from my hands.
"You're here," I said.
"Oh course. This is my room."
In stead of saying anything, I had hurry up and jump into his arms and started to kiss him. He threw the bag down and picked me and I wrap my legs around his waist, as I did, he had laid me down on the bed and started to kiss me. His lips touched my neck and for I knew it his index finger touched my bandage. "Love, why are you still wearing this?" He looked at me.
"Because it's the only thing I have from you," I told him. I placed my hands on neck and then brought him close to me. With that, he was kissing me.
I woke up. I lightly opened my eyes and noticed that I had dreamt of him. I noticed that I had the drawing in my hands and the music was still playing.
I thought it would stop, I thought.
I raised up and rub my face with my hands and it felt as if the dream was real. I got up from my bed and went to the bathroom and turned the sink on and started to watery my face.
Stop thinking of him, I thought. Maybe why I was dreaming or day dreaming of him, well I was in his room where he stayed, so that could be it.
I left out the bathroom and just sat on the bed, wondering what I could do today.
And I knew what I could do. I could look for Spike.