Succubus' Fun(Completed)

Chapter Thirty Two (Bad Timing Part One)

Sarah's POV
"WHAT THE HECK IS HE DOING HERE?" Cussing in front of Grandmother is unacceptable - under any and all circumstances - but now off all times I was finding it most difficult not to cuss like a sailor and bite like a rampaging wolf. I had hated him for the brief moments we talked but if he was living in - and hopefully on for the week I'm here - I would not be able to control my rage and might 'accidentally ' let my inner demon on a rampage.

Grandma is looking back and forth between us , Alex's face had a smirk and flirtatious look whereas mine must have been the equivalent of a very pissed off bull. Funnily enough, all I saw in Alex's face was a blanket of red.

"Do you two... know each other? " At the moment Alex responds with a yes, I glare at Grandma and yell a very ferocious no . She indicates two downward hands meaning I need to calm down. She asks Alex to excuse my unexpectedly rude behaviour , which in my very own opinion I think he had coming, and pulls me along with her into study - when I say study I mean she pulled me into her dance studio.

When Grandma was my age, maybe long before my age, she was her school's best dancer in all forms, hip hop, ballet, ballroom, heck she even did foreign danced many could only dream of doing. Today she can still do all that and more though , sadly, her body just isn't as young as it use to be. As a result, two to three times a week she teaches girld and boys who wish to learn the art of dance -usually these days don't collide with yoga or horse riding days coincidentally.

"La abuela, I don't understand , why would you hire someone who's meant to accompany me every where without my consent or even telling me?" Gran looks at me with an understanding face - for a brief moment she looks regretful. "Sarah I know that it may come off as a shock -"
"More like a full blown thunderstorm. Grandma -"
"But I know you have needs. " She continues as if I hadn't just exploded in her face a mere second ago.

She sighs an overly weary sigh, in moments like these she seems double her age and I almost feel bad for yelling at her over such a trivial matter. She sits down on one of the couches and hunches over so her hands rest on her knees, her face buried into her hands.

"Sarah, your kind survives on sexual energy. Most succubi don't give a hoot whom they sleep with, I admire your loyalty to your boyfriend but surely he must understand your 'needs '. He is after all a supernatural like yourself."

Once again, the difference in our kind could be the determining factor as to whether we stay together or not. Why can't I be normal for him? For us?
Looking down at the floor, ashamed that I can't tell her the truth of my relationship and knowing looking up will make me want to claw my eyes out, I grip the side of my arm in a death grip and ask the only thought enticing question on my mind, "You hired him... to be... a fleshy sex toy for me?" I hear no hesitation or remorse in Grandma's voice when she answers with a passive yes.

My eyes stay zoned in on the floor as my anger starts sparking up. "Do you actually think that I'm just going to hop into bed with a complete stranger ? That I have no self pride or morals, that I'm just an ordinary succbus? Is that what you think?" I look up into the slowly realizing eyes of my Grandma. "Sarah that is not what I meant it to come off as . What I meant was-"

Walking backwards towards the door, I open it halfway and toss a hate filled glare at my gran - what makes it difficult for me to do this is to see the eyes which I got from her. "You made yourself perfectly clear, if ever I do sleep with that - that -that monstrosity will be the day I decide to really kill myself. " In all honesty I would lose my mind if I did, making it that much easier for me to take my life. Closing the door - more slamming it actually - I think of Jerry . Jerry the human . My human. Is he nothing more than a sex object in my subconscious? No, I furiously shake my head, as if by shaking my head I will have not thought that thought.