The face of a monster

Nora

Kyle's POV

Her hair flows magically in the wind like if it was enchanted to look beautiful. It's never messy or dirty, might sound suspicious but I think the explanation is quite simple, she just takes care of it.

"Keep your eyes on the road, Kyle" she doesn't sound too afraid but I know she's freaked out, I can see it just by looking at her, her shoulders and neck are tense, her eyes are alive and focused, her lips forms a line and her fists looks like they could kill me. They probably could. Anything could kill me, well, anything but David. I have no idea how I survived when he turned the first time and tried to attack me. I guess it was mostly instincts since I barely remember the incident. I don't eve remember feeling fear, just a cold feeling of determination.

"Isn't that what you say to someone who's driving?" I laugh but do as she says.

"Biking, driving, whatever" she laughs stiffly but I feel her grip around my wast loosen a little, finally I can breath. "Why do you live so far away?" she sighs and relax a little further as she sees the house.

"Not my choice" I say. We're close to my house, actually just a 100 meters away though it's still hard to see the house because of all the trees surrounding it.

"Where would you live if you could choose?" Nora asks as we arrive and I lock the bike. I know the smirk on her face too well, she's flirty and I'm not complaining.

"With you of course" I don't think, I just answer. I'm not even sure it's true anymore, Nora's wonderful in every kind of way but she's clingy ad too much sometimes. I try to not think of her as demanding but she kind of is. DON'T TELL HER I SAID THAT! She'll freak out, flip totally and loose her mind and temper. I'd be as good as dead. Thank you.

"Is that so?" She smiles and gently strokes my cheek. I mumble something inaudible and put my forehead against hers. Her hands are quickly in my hair, my arms around her thin waist, our lips touching, our lust swallowing us thirsty and then there's my mum. Quick as hell she appears and I have no clue where she came from. Why does she has to interrupt us like this all the damn time?

"Kyle! Nora!" I'm so alegre you brought tú novia Kyle!" my mum can't really get excited without loosing her sense of languages. She's half Spanish, half American and mixes the two languages constantly.

"What the fuck is she saying?" Nora whispers nervously in my ear. Not much frightens Nora but nothing make her nervous! Well, except for my mum. I assure you there's nothing weird about my mum except for when it comes to the languages. She's the kindest human in the universe if you don't count my father. He's British but grew up in Spain and ended up as an English teacher just like my mum and that's exactly how he met mum. Now that's enough of a history lesson, let's get back to what's happening right now.

"She's happy I brought home my girlfriend" I explain with a wide smile and somehow that annoys Nora. Maybe she's offended by the fact that I find it so simple with the Spanish and that she doesn't. She really needs to work on that, it's impossible to know EVERYTHING. But I'm not gonna be the one to tell her that. Am I scared? AM I SCARED? OF MY GIRLFRIEND? No, pft. I think you have to rethink about that. Me, scared? pft. Never.

"Oh" Nora lets out a relived sigh as we walks towards the door. Nora's been at our house plenty of times but still there's something special about it, something making it feel almost forbidden. Like when we sleep together in her bed and I know her parents could walk in at any moment. It's exciting and totally fucking lovely.

"The dinner is ready, do you want some?" My mother asks and Nora answers with a polite "Yes please Mrs Hall" my mother lets out a fake frustrated grunt but I'm not quite sure Nora sees how fake it is because she looks super scared.

"For heavens sake Nora call me Ana!" My mum is joking around but now it's clear that Nora hasn't understood anything because she's clenching her teeth and laughs hysterically and quietly at the same time. Is that hard to imagine? Just think about how a guinea pig sounds. That's it. That's how Nora sounds right now. It's quite hilarious if you think about it but I don't because then Nora would get mad. We don't want that. I realise now that it might sound as if I'm afraid of Nora but I promise you I'm not. I'm just...you know...afraid of losing her I guess. Also I'm terrified of her but don't tell her that. Really don't tell her anything negative because she'll get offended really easily and then you'll have hell. Do I have to say more? Have I made my point? Do you understand? Ah, it was obvious? Well you could have told me that! Sorry, I'm just having really fun over here. How about you? What you saying? I can't hear you! Haha just kidding. Anyway I'm gonna go hang out with my extremely precious and sweet girlfriend now so, bye.