Hybrid ▷ Roman Godfrey

crème glacée

I was walking into school alone, unbothered as I must say, until Roman decides to come up and talk to me.

"Fuck me," I mumbled in agony.

"Um, girl, I would love too!" Roman exclaimed. I smiled at him and punched him in the stomach, causing Roman to clutch his stomach. "What the hell, I was just kidding!" Roman states, I shrugged and continued walking to my next class.

"Anyways why didn't you go to homecoming?"

"I didn't want to, I mean dances aren't interesting," I uttered to Roman as he continued walking with me. "Anyways aren't you suppose to be going to your class?" I questioned Roman.

"I have English with you Noel," He tells me in an obvious tone. I completely forgot he's in my English class, I just always forget about his irrelevant ass.

"Sheeit, my bad." I mumbled.

"Whatever, so how'd you know Peter?" Roman inquires.

"Family friend, why are you so interested in him?" Roman seemed like he's been having an interest with him since he's always with him.

"He's interesting I guess, anyways remember when you mind controlled me into throwing grass at you?" I start laughing at what I did, how foolish of me to let him find out what I could do, Jesus, I don't even know him that well.

"The thing you could do too?" Roman nods at my question as he wipes his nose.

"I don't know what is, or what I am, or how I'm doing it, I've been doing it for a while just to get out of many things." I looked at Roman unfazed and rolled my eyes.

"Not a surprise Godfrey, you're not suppose to use your powers for these things you do!" I pointed out angrily.

"What? Am I supposed to-"

"Are you two just going to stand there fighting like married couples, or go to your class?" The teacher asks interrupting. Roman and I nod as we entered the english class and took a seat.

"We're talking about this right after class." Roman commanded. I groaned internally knowing Roman doesn't know a thing about being a Upir, so I practically had to go.

The bell rings, signaling the conversation about the rules of mesmerizing with Roman commencing. Roman drags me out of the class and into his car just to talk to me.

"Well shit, you didn't have to drag me into your damn car." I mention.

"What if you tried to avoid the conversation?" I laughed and shook my head at Roman's logic. "We're going to an ice cream parlor, I don't feeling sitting in my car talking about this." Roman says, he starts the car and drives up to the parlor.

"You're paying, rich kid." I tell Roman. Roman shakes his head and parks. "So are we skipping 3rd to 5th period?"

"Yea, why not nerd?" Roman asks mockingly.

"I wanna go to school so I can get into a good college, how about you?"

"I got a family business going." Roman states in a casual manner.

"Of course, the Godfrey Industries right? Damn, I wish I was that fortunate." I uttered. Roman snorted at what I said and got out of the car. I stepped out and walked in to order some ice cream. "I would like a vanilla, chocolate, cone with some sprinkles on top!" I exclaimed.

"I'll do the same." He tells the worker, she nods and starts to make our desired ice cream.

"Crème glacée!" I say in French.

"And? What does that mean?" He questions curiously.

"You obviously don't pay attention in French, it means ice cream!" I declare in a happy tone. "Anyways, remember the thing that we both could do?" Roman nods as he took the ice cream from the worker. "Well, you're this thing, how about we both go talk about this outside?" I asked. 

Roman hands me the ice cream and heads outside to talk about this mesmerizing thing we could do. I'm not sure how well he'd react, but I predict he's not going to take it well, and might end up making me walk back home. Which would suck so I should watch my words while I explain to him what a Upir is. 

I followed Roman's tail and we sat on a black bench in front of the parlor. "Since you can mesmerize humans, you get these side effects were obviously your nose bleeds and you get this massive headache, the ones who are completely this creature don't get this massive headache luckily and can do a lot more shit." Romans' eyes widened looking more intrigued.

"So what am I? What are you?" Roman asks, now, time for the big reveal. I took a deep breath and breathed out looking straight at Roman.

"An Upir." I stated.

"We're Upirs?" He asks. I nodded slowly as this situation was actually going better than I thought.

"Anyways, you're not a full Upir yet, when you're a Upir you get this horrible hunger, the only thing you can think about is the blood, especially if you haven't started to feed in the last few days." I inform, "The thought of blood is addictive, just like smoking, and you can't get enough of it,  just to get that one fucking good tasting blood," I pause for a second as memories from my past emerges, especially the memories where I killed innocent beings because I wasn't able to control myself. "You have to kill them for the blood, just to cure a sickness or for hunger, oh god I hate it, I wish I was just a quarter Upir, just like you, fuck."

"I'm sorry Noel, I didn't mean to provoke this, so how do you prevent turning into a full Upir?" He questions. I smiled at his sympathy and start playing with my thumb and licked my ice cream which was half way done.

"It's caused by death, or suicide, well anything that involves with death actually." I stated, Roman starts rubbing my back as he pulled me closer, "Just avoid death so you won't become a monster, like me." I croaked.

"Hey, you're not a monster, and I will."

"Just be glad you have those mind control abilities with those side effects than hunger." I mumbled. "Just don't say anything to anyone." I blurted.

"Who am I going to tell?" He inquires looking at me, as if I was crazy. I shrugged and smiled at him. "Hey if you need anything, you got me, okay?" I nodded and sniffled. Me and Roman threw out our cones simultaneously and we went back into his car. "So, do you want to go home?"

"Yea, just take a right and keep going straight," I tell him, he nods as he turns on his car's engine and music, and starts to make his way towards my house.

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