Blood (COMPLETED) (UNDERGOING EDITING)

Chapter 28

****When I use italics, that's just Kira thinking to Felix and him responding! Enjoy the chapter!! :)****

Kira's POV

"So what are they talking about?" I asked Felix once I'd gotten upstairs and had started cleaning the bathroom.

"So far just the details about how they met. I'm sure you'll hear them in person soon enough." Felix answered.

I sighed to myself, still a little down because of Oliver's clipped, emotionless tone with me. Why did it bother me so much?

"So how were mates created?" I asked out of boredom

"Well, God created all things. So he gave everyone a true soul-mate, even humans."

"God? Isn't having a slave considered sinful?"

"Yes, and that's why I never treated my slaves badly like Oliver does. I don't know how he became so cruel." Felix said, seeming sad. "huh." Was the only reply I could muster. I believed in God of course, and had assumed as much, but I guess there wasn't really a way to answer such a question.

"We all sin, but Oliver has a tendency to do it in excess. I certainly think he's calmed down a lot since you've been around, and I believe he'll continue to get better as well." Felix said, smiling gently at me. His blue eyes were still oddly pale because he was dead and all, but they still reminded me of Oliver.

My heart throbbed; I missed Oliver more than I should've.

"Mates are very similar to a marriage. A mate is the only person you will ever truly love and should be the only person you, uh, give yourself to, but most vampires don't follow that as much as they should." Felix said. I knew he was trying to help me understand, but he was making it worse.

What has Oliver done? 

The thought of him doing anything at all with another girl absolutely shattered my heart, but I didn't have any business being hurt by this knowledge. I took a few deep breathes in, trying to calm down. I hadn't noticed that my eyes were beginning to water until my vision became blurred. 

I fought back the tears and tried to ignore the throbbing of my broken heart. There was no doubt in my mind that Oliver had been with other girls. He was to much of a flirt NOT to have been.

I was just starting to regain my composure when Oliver walked in. He took one look at me and his eyes widened.

"What's wrong?" He asked, filling the space between us quicker than I'd expected him to.

"N-Nothing. Why are you up here?" I asked, hoping he'd drop my appearance. My eyes were probably red and I knew the hurt I was feeling inside was showing plain as day.

"Something isn't okay. You should tell me. And I'm up here because I felt-- I mean--- I-- was hungry." He finally stuttered out. I knew that his final answer was a lie. I gave him a suspicious look and he looked away from me.

"So what's bothering you? It wasn't my grandfather was it? If it was I'd have to kill him." Oliver said, smiling sadly just a bit at his own joke.

"No, of course not." I said. When I thought about it, Felix HAD gotten me thinking about those things, but it still wasn't his fault.

"Then what is it?" He asked, stepping closer so that we were less than a foot apart. He was looking down at me with concern-filled eyes. I would've bet right then that he didn't realize he was showing exactly how he felt. 

I didn't say anything, but I simply stared back. I felt better with him near me and not being rude.

"You aren't going to tell me, are you?"