Blood Legacy (Rewritten)

18. Prom night pt.2

I swear I'm gonna kill them one day, I kept thinking as we waited in line for our turn to take a few photos, still feeling kinda weird and stupid after that moment earlier.

Fucking assholes.

I swore under my breath, stealthily turning my gaze to peek at the side of David's face as I couldn't help but wonder what he thought about me, now that he knew my embarrassing secret.

I bet he finds me even less attractive now. I sourly thought, unconsciously squeezing his hand a little bit tighter and thus managing to inadvertently draw his attention.

"Are you okay?" The sound of his voice abruptly pulled me back to reality, blinking a few times as I refocused my gaze on him.

"Hmm? Oh yeah, I'm just..." I lightly shook my head, words failing me as he gave me another heart-warming smile.

"Don't worry. We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I'm not here to judge you anyway. It's your body, your choices," He kindly said, however making me feel even more uncomfortable and weirder than before, my cheeks quickly heating up again as I lowered my gaze.

"Yeah, ok. Now can we please stop talking about it?" I quietly said with a grimace.

I really didn't like talking about it. Not to mention that the people around me usually didn't make it any easier as they kept teasing me about it.

"Right. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," He said with an apologetic tone, making me raise my gaze to look back into his rich brown eyes, noticing that genuinely distressed look in them.

"Please forgive me,"

Wow. He really does care. I thought with a look of wonder, feeling the warmth of his hand gingerly resting on my waist as he pleadingly looked at me.

"It's...okay..." I barely managed to say, disarmed by his genuine sweetness and chivalry, little by little my heart starting to pump faster and faster as his closeness was starting to affect me again.

"Shall we?" He asked with that dimpled smile of his, taking me by surprise as I lastly noticed that the small indoor gazebo where people were taking their pictures was now free, my gaze falling onto his awaiting palm before raising it to meet his again.

"Y-yeah," I quickly nodded, timidly placing my hand in his and letting him guide me inside on the marked spot as the camera worked automatically, his arms wrapping around me from behind as he was positioning himself to pretend that he was biting me for the photo when I suddenly remembered;

"Wait! Where are your fake teeth?"

"Don't need them," He replied as he stepped around to face me with a naughty smirk, stealthily glancing around to make himself sure that no one was looking at us before all his four canines suddenly elongated on command, showing me his wolfy grin.

Eyes wide with freezing horror, my lips escaped the tiniest whimper, instinctually backing away until my bare back met the wall as those terrifying memories of Satan biting me instantly came back to haunt me, temporarily shutting down that reasonable part of my brain.

"No no, wait, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," He so softly said, worry and guilt painted on his handsome features as he quickly tucked those terrifying fangs away and approached with caution, seemingly hesitating to even try and touch me as he held one open hand in the air, his rich brown eyes silently searching for permission as they roamed over my face for a few short moments before finally daring to complete his oncoming action.

"Please forgive me, I didn't realize that you-" He didn't managed to finish that sentence as as soon as my skin made contact with his a powerful wave of warmth and sense of comfort suddenly hit me full force, pushing me to just step closer and wrap my arms around him exactly the way it did that day at the mall when he saved me from Satan.
And so I did, letting every other thought go as I held him as tight as I could and buried my face in his chest whilst his arms wrapped around me too, blowing out a long and tired sigh as I couldn't help but notice how incredibly soothing it felt for my mind and soul.