Run.

Chapter Six

I sit back on the bed propped up against the cushions. I bring my knees up slightly and rest my hands on them. Caleb looks up at me with doubt before asking me the first question.

"Where are you from?" He asks. I can't help but look at him with shock, I thought the first question would be more deep and personal.

"I want to know where my mate was born and raised, sue me." He says with a half smile. I can't help but feel a little flutter in my stomach. I was his mate. He takes my hand in his and traces circles with his thumb on my palm. I smile and answer his question.

"I was born in Cape Town. My mother moved there when she found out she was pregnant. Well she was disowned by her family because she was only seventeen and they lived Sandton" Caleb looks up, surprised by my answer. I didn't exactly look like I was South African. I didn't have a South African accent, mine was slightly southern from living in New Orleans practically all my life.

"Ok Miss Brooks when did you move to in America?"

I can't help but feel a weight drop in my stomach and a slight coldness fall on me. Dimitri used my last name when he talked to me.

"It's Juliet to you Mr. Mercer. We moved to New Orleans when I was one. That's where I spent my life until I was twelve." My voice falters when I reach the end of the sentence as I know what question he will ask next.

"Where's your mom now?" He says quietly. I didn't want to answer this question but I knew I had to. I had promised him to answer everything. I stay silent and that's when Caleb senses something is wrong."If you don't want to-" Caleb began before I interrupted him.

"It's ok. She was murdered when I was twelve by a vampire called Dimitri Ivanov. He attacked us when we were driving home from my friends house at night. He stopped us on the middle of the road, pretended to have been hit by a car. As soon as the car stopped he bled her dry and then he went for me. He was going to use me as a blood slave. His own personal supply." I hear a low growl escape from Caleb. I place my hand over his hand and gently caress it."Then he learned what I was and decided to keep me as a personal weapon of his. I was locked up with him until I was fifteen and then I ran away."

"Did he ever....try anything with you?" I can hear the fury in his voice even though I haven't replied yet. I think back of my time with Dimitri and cannot hide the shiver that goes down my spine. Caleb feels this and starts to shake slightly with fury and his eyes go black.

"It's ok Caleb yes he tried but I constantly refused and wouldn't let him. Back then I had some powerful tactics." I smile up at him and go up one my knees. I go and kiss him on his cheek lightly. He puts a hand on my back and presses me closer to him. I can hear his heart beat fast and a sliver of doubt enter his emotions. Dammit I wasn't supposed to be using my powers!

"What are you?" He whispers to me. I'm not sure if I should tell him. For all I know he could freak out and never talk to me again. Let's just say nephilim do not have a good name. Most of them are from fallen angels who impregnated humans. They are known to have a dark streak and use there powers for destruction. There was an earthquake in Africa a couple of years back which killed hundreds of people. But a huge population of the dead were witches.Turns out it was a pissed off nephil with the power to shake the ground.

That's why I don't tell people what I am. In this world you say one little thing wrong you end up dead. That's what I've learned in my seventeen years of life.

"I can't say just yet, I'm sorry but I don't want you to hate me. We need to know each other better." I pull away from him and sit back on they'd bed. I hear my stomach rumbling again.

Caleb hears this and immediately reaches towards me and picks me up bridal style. "What are you doing?" I laugh.

"I'm making you some food darlin'." He says mocking my southern accent. I stick my tongue out at him but continue to let him carry me. He is not happy or loose but stiff and uptight. I know he will want to question me further when we get downstairs.

We reach the kitchen and he sits me on the island countertop. He begins by putting a pan in the oven and cracking eggs into them. All the shells fall in and the oven isn't even on. I can't stop myself from bursting out laughing at his horrible attempt at cooking.

"What's so funny? I'm making you an omelette." He says with a confused look on his face. I giggle more before jumping off the counter and taking the frying pan out of the oven. I dump the two eggs in the bin and grab two more eggs. I start to make two omelettes with cheese and tomato.

"How about I stick to the cooking for now wolfie." I smile as I pour the mixture into the red hot pan. Caleb doesn't reply but I turn to see him nod his head distantly.

"Why won't you tell me what you are?" He says giving me a hard look. He was perplexed at why I didn't trust him. I had known the boy nearly three days and he wanted my life story.

"I will tell you when I trust you enough to do so." I continue to cook the omelettes until they are slightly brown in some parts. I put both of them on a plate and grab a sprig of parsley to garnish both of them.

I set Caleb's down onto the table and place mine beside his. We eat in silence but isn't that awkward it is more thoughtful as if he was just processing the information I had given him. Then suddenly he speaks as he finishes his omelette.

"When you first arrived here you said that these guys were after you. Was one of them Dimitri?" He asks. I smile in my head glad that he has dropped the subject of what I am. For now I am human.

"No they were trackers of his. One of them was a werewolf and the other two were vampires." I finish my food and look over to see Caleb has finished his. I take the plates and put them in the dishwasher.

"That was amazing where did you learn to cook?" He asks grinning at me.

"The French quarter cher. I can make you the best gumbo you have ever tasted with my eyes closed." I look over at him and smirk at him. He looks into the distance with a concerned look on his face.

"What is it?" I ask him the smile dropping from my face. He looks to me before getting up.

"A rogue trespassed and attacked one of our members I need to go and check on them." He gives me a quick kiss on my forehead before going out of the door and leaving me on my own.

I stay in the kitchen for another little while mostly just eating everything that has sugar in it. I decide to go into the sitting room and explore the place. I go to the stack of CDs on one of the shelves and look through them. He was a major classic rock fan. You name it he had it. Rolling Stones, The Beatles, Aerosmith, AC/DC, The Who, Queen, Journey,Metallica, Van Halen, Boston and tons more.

It was one hundred percent official now. I was madly in love with him.

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