Forced To Buy A Vampire Slave

Forced To Buy A Vampire Slave-Chapter 33-

Chapter 33:

It was almost eleven and I think I was starting to fall asleep in my chair.

I opened my eyes and looked at Corey who was still playing with the straw from his fifth smoothie.

"Can I at least go to the bathroom?" He asked.

"Nope," I replied.

"Ah, I gotta take a piss."

"Well if you tell me you can go."

He sighed. "This is so unfair. At least when I did it you didn't have to pee!"

"Maybe I did. It wouldn't have mattered."

"I would have let you get out of the car and go to the bathroom...in the parking lot."

I shook my head at him.

He started shaking his knee impatiently.

"Fuck this, I'll go to the bathroom right here." He stood up and his hands went to his belt.

"No! You are not doing that." I exclaimed.

"Watch me." He stated.

He unbuckled his belt and I got out of my chair and went over to him, grabbing his hands.

"Seriously, we're in public. There's like 6 other people here. Not to mention I think it's illegal." I said.

"Well then let me go to the freaking bathroom."

"If you tell me what it is that you do?"

"No."

"Well then you can't go."

He started to walk away but I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him back.

He twisted around to get out of my grip but I just grabbed him again.

"Stop it!" He said, trying to get away.

"No." I replied, struggling to keep him back.

We collided into the table and knocked it over.

"Shit," I muttered, letting go of him subconsciously.

"Nice going, darling." Corey said.

He looked at me for a moment then took off towards the bathrooms.

"Dammit!" I cursed and ran after him.

I caught up to him and once again grabbed him by his shirt.

It was the easiest thing to get a hold of.

"You're gonna rip it!" He whined.

I laughed at his tone of voice.

We continued to struggle in the middle of the café.

We were both laughing as we fought with each other.

He got me off of him and started towards the bathroom again but I grabbed his waist and began pulling him backwards.

"I'm gonna piss my pants." He said.

I laughed. "Just tell me what it is."

"It is very personal; I would not like to share it at this time."

"What in god's name could be so personal that you don't want to tell me- your fiancée?"

He stopped trying to get away and I let go of him, he leaned against the wall.

I ran my hands through my hair; we were both out of breath.

I was ignoring everyone's stares; I was use to it.