My Soul Mate

Chapter 20

I look to Connor, seeing the shock on his face. "Who was that?" he asked as he pulled his shirt back on.

"That," I said with a huff, "was my father."

Connor stared at me, his eyebrows knitting together. "Your father? I didn't think you were in contact with him."

Shaking my head and rolling my eyes, I murmured, "I'm not," as I finger combed my hair. Spotting the confused look on Connor's face, I continued, "I got home and found him in the hallway with my mother, the both of them ready to greet me."

Standing up, the vampire pulls on his pants quickly, getting changed way before me. "I hate to cut this short, and to leave you all alone, but I should probably get going," he said as he walked towards the window.

Nodding, I agreed with him. "You should. If mum comes up here and sees you with me, she'll probably kill you." I stood up, grabbing my shirt. However, before I could put it on, Connor was in front of me, my wrists in his hands.

"I will be in contact with you, Mia." He pinched my chin, tilting my head back. "Maybe we can finish this off later. I can finish YOU off later," he said, emphasising the word 'you' as he reached down and cupped my pussy, squeezing it as he bit my lip. "I'll be thinking of this," he whispered, disappearing out of the window.

Breathing in deep, I exhaled a shaky breath as I pulled on my top quickly. Squeezing my eyes closed, I shook my head and walked to my door, opening the wooden slab. My father was there, leaning against the wall with his head in his hands.

"What do you want?" I asked, watching as his hands lowered.

He seemed to take a breath in, his eyes scanning before he looked away and quickly, almost unnoticeably, shuddered. "I just wanted to let you know that I was leaving."

I scoffed. I couldn't help it. "Did you expect me to cry and whinge? I don't care that you're leaving. You're a stranger to me."

Obviously deflated, my father stood up with a huff. "Whatever, Kid. See ya. And don't worry...I won't tell your mother about what you were doing up there with your boyfriend."

Getting mad, I was about to tell him that Connor wasn't my boyfriend, but I decided to ignore him and just go into my room, closing my door to keep the sight of him away from me. How dare he come into my mother's house and just start opening doors and calling me "Kid"?

How dare he show up after fourteen years. What did he expect of me? Did he expect to get my mother back, the three of us going out and playing happy families until he decides to split again? I don't think so. I refuse to allow him to weasel his way back in with my mum and I. But then again, if he was here then Sebastian wouldn't be. But yet again, I hate him and don't want anything to do with him. Ugh, my mother's choice of men sucked.

Hearing my phone ding mid rant, I walked over to my desk to look at who had messaged me. Thank you for such an awesome night, the text began. I'm sorry that I beat you at bowling. Maybe we'll have to go out again to try to improve that bowling arm of yours ;)

I couldn't help but smile at that. Nick seemed like a cool guy. And I had a lot of fun with him. Not to mention that he was cute as heck. I also really wanted to say yes to another date, but I just knew that Connor would get all mad, and I'd have to make it up to him. And I just don't have time for that kind of drama right now. Not with the drama of my long lost father showing up. Not with the drama of my mum's new boyfriend trying to hunt and maim my..whatever Connor is.

I had a lot of fun, I started typing. However, I don't think we should go out again. Maybe we should just stay as friends. I got ready to press send, my finger hovering over the button. Shrugging, I deleted the text. Thank you for tonight. I had so much fun! We should definitely do it again. And next time I'll make sure to beat you at bowling. I added a laughing face and pressed send. I decided that if Connor had a problem with it, I'll deal with it another day. I deserve a bit of normal in my life, and Nick seems like that type of normal. Did I plan on dating him? Not really, no. But did I want to continue having fun? Of course I did.

I put my phone back down and jumped into bed, turning my TV on to watch a movie. Coming across my all time favourite "10 Things I Hate About You," I clicked select and started to watch it.

Halfway through, I couldn't stop thinking about Connor. I wanted to call him, hear his voice. But I didn't have his number, and I didn't know how to connect to him in my head unless he connected first. So instead, I called Bear. She answered on the first ring, and I could tell that she was expecting my call. I had to update her about tonight, how the date went, and if I planned on meeting up with Nick again.

Laughing, I turned my television off, snuggled into my blankets and caught my best friend up on everything. Leaving out the whole vampire and soul mate thing, obviously. No matter how much it tortured me to not tell her about all of that side of my life, I had to figure out when was the safest time to tell her. And if it was safe. There was nothing more I hated then the possible risk of her getting hurt.

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Also, for the old readers. I did change Aston's name to Connor. So hopefully that sums up some confusion.
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