Civics were interesting, quite different from what I expected. The lesson partially contained how to blend in and understand the human society as well as how the vampire society was formed and founded. It also filled in on some rules which Dwight had mentioned earlier on. However, I was placed next to Cain who did not engage in the lesson at all. I could feel his stare throughout the whole lesson. Some times he would nudge me with his pen. At first I choose to ignore him. I was usually good at ignoring people. I had done that practically my whole life. I didn't know how to handle a situation if I was forced to express myself. I would need some time to gather my thoughts and carefully think through my answers. By then the situation would have passed and I missed my chance to stand up or just express myself. Not that I felt bad for that, I'd just let out a sigh of relief. I've always been scared of speaking up, scared of making a fool out of myself. Though, I do feel the same now but I can hardly say my actions compare. Before I even have time to think words are spilling out of my mouth. I am surprised. Why did my body, my brain, betray me like this? It's almost embarrassing, no, it is embarrassing. Especially when Dwight is around. It seems like I can't keep my mouth shut when he's near. There is an urge writhing me wanting to shut him up and in order to do that I need to speak up. Cain poked me with his own one last time and I turned my head hastily. I gave him an stale glare.
"You're angry, princess?" He mouthed. I bit my lip not giving him and answer but my stare. I turned my focus at the teacher who did not seem to like me and I caught her stare as she kept the lesson going. I swallowed, her stare was not kind. I would have believed it was because of me and Cain disturbing the lesson, however, due to her fake smile and rigid introduction I thought it could be another reason. I averted my gaze and blinked embarrassed. Through out the whole lesson I did not dare to glance at the teacher. I had a bad feeling about her, she didn't even introduce herself when we met. As well as her stare, the cold almost judging stare sent shivers down my spine. As she wrapped up the lesson and left I quickly packed my things and wanted to make a run for it. I did not want to spend another minute anywhere near Cain. However, as Cain did not have anything to put away he already had his mind on stopping me. I stood up and didn't even turn to look at him.
"Leaving so fast, princess?" He asked and I could hear him smirking. I didn't want to stay but I kind of anticipated a horrible life if I ignored him longer than he could bear. I took a deep breath and turned around to give him an overly sweet smile, sort of arrogant.
"Yes, I have to meet up with my friends." I replied, trying to maintain my smile. Cain looked at me for a few seconds only to mimic my sarcastic smile which made me shudder.
"Aren't I your friend?" He asked, still smiling. No I thought annoyed.
"Are you?" I asked, slightly tilting my head to my right. The classroom was almost empty which made me nervous. I did not want to find myself in a room together with Cain. He stood up and and the only thing separating him and me was the chair I had previously been seated in. I thanked myself for being a rude and lazy student who did not push the chair in. My nervousness had wiped my fake smile of my face and lips formed an thin line. Cain's smile had also disappeared. He now wore an mischievous smirk. My breath hitched as he leaned forward, over the chair. Why was he so freakishly tall? I thought annoyed. Then again, Dwight was taller, but not freakishly tall. He was just a freak, so was Cain... Though Dwight was a different kind of freak. My thoughts messed me up and I hadn't noticed Cain talking.
"What do you think?" He asked, still leaning in. I took a step back as I blinked in confusion.
"About what?" I stuttered.
"Me being your boyfriend." He smirked.
"Wha-?" I outburst.
"Yeah?" He said, straightening his posture. I didn't say anything for several seconds but let out breaths in utter disbelief.
"Are you serious right now?" I managed to accused.
"Serious as one can be." He confirmed as he nodded. I let out a slight laugh, this situation was laughable. My gaze drifted away and as it was to fall back on Cain he had moved. In a matter of seconds the chair had been moved form the space between us and Cain found himself just inches from me. My breath hitched and my gaze could go nowhere but his chest. I wanted to turn around and run but I was frozen in my spot. In the corner of my eyes, I noticed his hand move. His palm found it's was to my cheek. It wasn't cold and hard as I thought but the opposite. His other hand took a slight grip around my wrist. My heart was beating quick and loud and I knew he could hear it. Thought it was beating for several reasons and perhaps not the reason he thought. It was beating because I was scared. He was a frightening vampire in his own way. But also because of the closeness. No boy had ever been so close to me, let alone touched me. Yet, the shivers down my spine were not coming from a thrill of a boy touching me. I was disgusted by his hand on my cheek. I knew what he wanted and I was not up for it. I was also not up for being his personal blood bag. I had no intention on having my blood deprived. Cain leaned in and I felt his cold breath hit my ear.
"I can be gentle." He whispered and I felt his smirk. I swallowed and tried to take deep breaths.
"Let go of me." I bellowed angrily. Cain stood up straight and I thought I noticed him swallowing nervously but he quickly put on a facade.
"Princess, think this through. You'll have the time of your life." He implied, still not letting me go though the hand which been on my cheek had found it's way to my shoulder. I took a deep breath and my eyes found his and glared. He didn't seem to falter but he wore a stoic expression. Seconds passed and neither of us uttered a word. However in the end the silence broke.
"Are you two done?" someone growled angrily. Both Cain's and mine attention went towards the threshold where Dwight stood, arms crossed over his chest, his brows furrowed.
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Darknights Great Secret - a Vampire story
Vampire"You still owe me for saving you." He stated seriously. "Yes, I know but what-" I begun but was interrupted by him. He put his hand on my neck and pushed my head forward and his lips met mine. Quinn Dale also knowns as Quinn Darknight is a descenda...
