chapter 12. Rocks and strokes

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The door bell rang. I was laying on my bed. Sniffing, I stood up and went to the bathroom. I washed my face after forcing my sobs to stop and dried it with a fresh towel. Thankfully, Neil was out training again so he didn't see me cry. The bell rang again. I pounced down the stairs and reached the front door.

A pale guy was standing on the porch, his attractive, dazzling good looks making him too beautiful for anybody's own good but himself.

  "You,"

  "Me," a bright smile automatically found his face. "Long time, little doll."

  "Not long enough, apparently." I retorted with a snort. His smile flattened a little. I eyed him cautiously. "Anthony, What is it that you want?”

  "Won't you let me in?" His expression was a little disappointed.

"Well..?" He said when I stayed rooted there, blocking the way. It was clear that I wanted no vampire in this house. The thought seemed not to occur to him.

  "Why should I invite a vampire in my house?" I shot him a scrutinising stare, then he realised, chuckling.

  "So, you really think I need your invitation!" His tone questioned my sanity. "That's absurd, little doll."

"Maybe, I'm not yet sure if it's the truth. But I think it's better off if we don't explore that option.”

He laughed then sighed. "But I do think so. If the vampire in question has spared you a lifetime, the least you can do is letting them enter. " He paused. My mouth stayed closed. "Fine, then. Let's not linger on that subject. I'm here to escort you to your first training." 

I blinked, not believing what he'd just said. "What?" I gaped again. "Where's Humphrey?"

  "Little doll," Anthony started, ignoring my question. "Go change into something more adequate, and meet me at my car." I was taken aback by his comment on my outfit.

  "What is wrong with my clothes?" I wore an elegant long black skirt which reached my feet and a grey sleeveless shirt. It looked very adequate to me. "They're perfectly adequate."

His perfect lips broke into a smirk."I'm sure of that … but not where we're going."

  "I haven't even agreed to follow you." 

  "Oh, but you did. Or don't you remember?" His smile broadened. I was going to kill Humphrey. Why did he have to send me a vamp? 

  "And besides, you owe me big."

  "That gives me no choice at all."

He sighed. "You're wasting my time here... and yours of course."

I went to my room and changed into jeans, replaced my sandals with black Nikes and put on a T-shirt and a hoodie instead of the shirt.

I ran downstairs and closed the door behind me. Anthony was still waiting for me on the porch.

“Let's go.” he motioned. I followed him down the driveway and blinked at his car. It was.. something; A black Audi R8. Of course. I climbed in next to him and relaxed a little. This time, sitting correctly on my seat. He didn't bite me or anything last time, after all and quite frankly, if that was is any of his intentions I wouldn't be here. 

He didn't speak as he drove. Actually, he fixed the road; lost in thoughts. It was fine with me. I found no interest in babbling. 

After a few minutes, I glanced outside the window. We had left my neighborhood. There was only the forest now.

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