Gabriel (Continued) (Book 2)

Being Human: Part 1

A-N- Hey everyone! So I'm on a skii trip with my cousins but I stayed up late to write another Gabriel chapter! Yay! I guess I shouldn't have since I had to get up so early O.o But once I started I couldn't stop! So enjoy! Fan,vote, comment! For all of those that have been keeping up, I just discovered an entry that I never posted ( Because, yes, I am changing the dates on entries. I need them to be in certain months because of what will happen in the future ;) ) So make sure if you haven' already, you go back and read BRING HIM BACK!

June 2nd, 2016

I love it! I love running around with my kids and I love laughing with Rhoan and Ryder (would you believe its true?! Ryder and I actually are friends), I love having to take a shower for reasons besides having blood all over me. I love getting sunburned at the beach, I love breathing, I love dreaming again, I love tasting food without wanting to gag from it. Letting loose feels good (bet you didn't expect that coming from me, either)! I was happier than ever. But the only person who wasn't was Johanna. She kissed me here or she kissed me there; but nothing more intimate. I'm not talking about sex (the doctors said no til I'm more healed anyway), I'm talking about outrageous conversations or deep laughs. She goes to work in the morning and comes home at night. She watches me eat or take a shower and then she watches me sleep. It sounds terrible, and it is. We do talk though, polite chit chat, we never talk about what we used to or need to though. I really didn't understand; if this worked when she was a human, then why wasn't it working with me? Other than the fact that she's a newborn, I think there's more to it. Did she want more than what I could give her now? Or was it something more than that? Ever since we first met, I was a God to her, someone who could be untouched and never hurt. Was it possible that she couldn't believe that I could be any other way than that immortal guy?

I know I'm more vulnerable than ever, I know that. But I've actually never felt stronger. Strength isn't the ability to kill someone or to lift cars, its definitely not being Superman; strength is your emotions, strength is your family and friends, strength is having the courage to do what's right or necessary. My name is Gabriel Ryan, and I am a human, but I have a vampire wife and half vampire children. I would die for them because they make me stronger, they make me a better person. I've gotten what I want, but now I have to make it easier for Johanna.

"Rhoan, I need your help."

"Sure," he replies, "What do you need?"

"Johanna. What can I do to make this easier for her?" He smiled and brought me into his room in the basement.

"This is goona taste wicked nasty, you know?"

"That's fine," I replied, pushing my hair out of my eyes and watching him mix a whole bunch of things together.

"Alright, done. This will only work on Johanna, to other vamps you're just as tasty smelling."

"All I care about is her, I want this to be easier on her."

"Drink up, then." He handed me the bottle and I put it to my lips. It was horrific! I have never tasted anything worse in my entire life! Rhoan laughed at my grimace and I punched him in the shoulder with my good arm.

"No 'thanks'?" He asked lightly as I went upstairs.

"You'll get them if this works," I laugh while pulling on my jacket and shoving my hair out of my eyes...again, "Could you do me another favor and not tell Johanna about that little potion? I want her to think she did it all on her own."

"Sure thing," he smiled, "Woah, you going out? Take the truck, you'll freeze walking!"

I shook my head, "I hate cars and motorcycles now, thank you very much. And its pretty nice out, I'll just walk."