Shock ran through my body as I walked back to my house. Everything was still playing in my mind. Was that man my equal? Was I feeling something that I shouldn't be feeling at all? I'm not supposed to have any feelings for love. Yet this idiot somehow managed to get underneath my skin and set me on fire after just one look. Incase you dorkwads don't know what I'm talking about, let me give you a recap.
As I had been on my patroling earlier, an ass had showed up as I was ready to leave. He seemed shocked that a girl of my stature could take care of so many vampires like I had. Well I was tired of people constantly saying shit about girls not being able to take care of themselves, and I guess that is what set me off.
I leapt after that idiot with a blood curdling scream, trying to ignore the voices up above saying they were going to call the cops. I didn't believe one word of it, mostly because us slayers basically made up the police,and if that person had the brains he would have realized I was doing my damn job. Our blows were matching each other. And let me tell you, as much as he was shocked, I was equally shocked as well.
As I reached my apartment, I entered with a slam and growled. My father looked at me with interest in his eyes. "Don't..just don't. I had a horrible horrible night and I'd rather not just talk about it okay?" I asked as I passed him to go up to my room. The boys face filled my mind as I stripped to take a shower. My father called up to me "Did something happen while you were on patrol?" I had to think, I didn't want him thinking I had gone soft on him. "No..just..got into a nasty brawl, kicked some vamp ass and got pissy. Theres nothing against that in this house is there?" I snapped at him.
You're probably confused as to why I would talk to my father like this. You see, my parents weren't exactly the ideal folk. They were evil henchmen who wanted their baby girl to grow up and conquer the world. Well they got that and much much more. I'm strongheaded and very stubborn. I don't like to give in to anyone, let alone have someone almost as equally strong as me and walk away alive. I turned the water on, and let it run over my skin, watching all the blood run down the drain, wondering where I had gotten cut. I heard my father say something else "You know, I'm getting tired of your attitude."
I looked over and saw him standing in my room. " I don't appriciate you coming in here while I'm showering. Now get the fuck out or I'll tell mom your being a creepy perv again." I said throwing the towel at his face as I dashed into my room. I didn't want him to see the look on my face. I didn't want him to know that I, Kalia Riddle, had a crush on a boy that I hardly knew anything about. I locked my door as I got dressed into my pajamas, or well I call them that but my parents call them lack of clothing.
But you have to understand, I get so hot at night, that I would strip anything as it is. I sat down on my window seat and looked out at the world. I sometimes wonder if you guys know how lucky you have it. That you get tucked in at night,kissed on the forehead. I have a rough outside, but deep inside I wanna be held and kissed too. I fall asleep with the idiot boy on my mind, and find myself even smiling.
