SORRY THIS CHAP ISNT AS LONG!! BUT IT WORKS!!!
CHAPTER 12
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RECAP of Chapter 11:
"Ok and what flavour of cake would you want?"God bless my mom, she now had her note book out and was writing everything Dakota said, word for word.
"Vanilla probably..." She answered quietly.
The questions went on the whole time even when we were eating. At one point Dakota looked like she wanted to strangle my mother.
We finally got home and I changed into my boxes, while Dakota changed into pyjamas. She got into bed with me right after her. We both fell into a deep sleep.
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**Dakota's POV**
Its currently three in the morning and a week after the dinner. And I'm very burnt, not on drugs! Only burnt from tiredness and I really think theres something wrong with this family. If you're wondering I have been playing along with his family's little secret. By the way Stefan obviously thinks I'm asleep, I noticed that he waits for me to 'fall asleep' before he goes to sleep...
I also noticed that he only goes to sleep if I make my thoughts peaceful as if I'm asleep. He's obviously something supernatural. Maybe a vampire? Or a werewolf? I never thought anything like this could be possible... recently I've been working on blocking my
thoughts, it's a work in progress...
Suddenly I had an impulse to use the bathroom. I got up and trudged over to the bathroom hitting things on the way. I did my business and walked out a little more awake. My eyes soon adjusted to the room and I looked around the room, finally my eyes landed on the bed. Stefan was no longer there. Crap!
I started to panic. If you haven't noticed I've been more distant with him too, but it's been hard, the things that used to be tingles are now a stronger magnetic pull. It's almost impossible to be separated now and it's kinda freaking me out.
Strong arms swiftly wrapped around my waist. I bent my head back and looked at the creature; he's defiantly too beautiful to be human. I felt something prodding at my mind, I put my block up immediately. See after I heard him talk to himself that day I've been
putting little by little together. He even moves with too much grace to be human.
He started kissing my forehead and whispering ' Beautiful' over and over again. I may not be the smartest person in the world but I know I'm not beautiful.
"Who're you talking too?" I asked curious.
"You" He stated.
"I know one thing for sure, I'm not beautiful and you're defiantly not talking to me if you're talking about someone being beautiful." I
said pondering. "But you could be talking about yourself being beautiful..." I trailed off.
He turned me around and stared into my eyes. "Don't you ever tell me you're not beautiful!" He growled.
"But it's not tru-"I was going to say true but he cut me off with a kiss. I was frozen. We haven't kissed since that dinner with his
parents. And that's a long time. He's tried to kiss me a couple of times during that week but I wouldn't let him, no matter how much it
hurt.
"Dakota what's wrong?" He asked for the millionth time this week.
"Nothing" I said irritated now.
