Immortal (MJ)

Chapter Three

"Bliss, wake up!" I hear loud in my ear. My eyes are exposed to the bright, natural light from the sun. I'm still in this damn hospital. I'm tired of this place. I'm awake.

I can hear, see and feel. I gaze up into Jackie's yellow eyes. Yellow eyes? Did he have yellow eyes, or am I crazy? Concern was the only trait which I saw in those eyes as the light reflected from them.

"Am I in hell?" I questioned realizing how raspy my voice is. He chuckled. "No sweetie you're in the hospital. Get up we have to go." He explained. I sat up straight and I don't feel anything on my neck. I'm so confused.

I yawned because I still felt somewhat tired. "What happened to me Jackie? I know that I died. But what am I doing still breathing?" I interrogated. He sighed and crossed his arms. "Bliss, sweetheart, I will explain everything which you deserve to know when we are in the car. So put these on, quickly." He demanded. I took off my hospital gown which left me in my undergarments.

I put on the rose colored flowing maxi skirt. I hate the color pink but I will wear it only for today. I pull the last button through the fabric of the oversized white buttoned down shirt. I rolled up my sleeves to above my elbows. I sighed then glanced back over at Jackie.

"Are you ready?" He asked me. I nodded. He began to exit the room until he turned back towards me. He grabbed my hand and shoved a solid gold ring onto my left ring finger. What?

The ring fit perfectly but still felt tight. "Jackie Jackson, I love your name, has a smooth flow to the tongue. But I can't marry you, I'm only fourteen." I tried to let him down as easily as I could. He laughed in a way which made me uncomfortable. "You dumbass! I'm not proposing to you. I need you to keep that ring on and never take it off." He demanded. I bit my tongue due to frustration.

Ouch! How are my teeth so sharp!? I can taste the disgusting feeling of blood on my tongue. I flinched in pain. Jackie raised his eyebrows concerned.

I could feel two almost fang-like k9 teeth. Discomfort fills my entire body. "What's happening to me?" I interrogated. He rolled his eyes and I could tell he was so annoyed with me. I honestly don't care since I am desperate for an answer.

I felt his large hand grip my wrist tightly. He was hurting me and he showed no mercy towards me. I fought with him to let me go and he only ignored me and dragged me along with him.

"Vampire?" I questioned sarcastically. Jackie shared with me a sincere stare. "You have to be bullshitting me." I stated in denial sitting back in the passenger seat of his red mustang. "I'm not Bliss, look in the mirror." He said glancing up. I pulled down the visor and shortly became disgusted with what I saw.

No way. I don't have bright red eyes. That's an impossible shade to have. Unintentional tears began to form from my horrid eyes. Jackie placed his hand on my left shoulder.

"Hey. You're going to be ok." He comforted. He quickly went into the glove compartment and handed me a small container. I open in to see two small circles floating in a clear liquid. "Put these on, you need them more than I do." He advised as I carefully placed each contact to cover the iris of my now morbid eyes.

"Shit. My eyes are brown, they're normally blue." I worried. "Girl, no one is going to notice." Jackie said then stopped the car. Why are we at the place I despise the most? "What the fuck are we doing at my school?" I wondered annoyed. He sighed as he put on his sunglasses.

"Bliss, you need to just go to school and get your education. Then you need to live your immortal life and pretend like we never met." Jackie lectured. He said what? I have to go out into the real world knowing nothing about my dead self. "W-what do I do?" I stuttered. Jackie shrugged.

"I will tell you the same thing the woman who has caused me one hundred years of hell told me, figure it out." He said in a cocky tone. "You're an asshole." I stated then got out of the car. "Bye sweetie have a great day!" Jackie shouted in a positive tone. I groaned then flicked him off. I go through the doors of my school and I cannot contain myself.

Something smells so good and I can't figure out what it is. The scent surrounds my entire school. Usually this hell hole smells like sweat and graphite. Why does it smell so good? I ignore my senses and walk over to my navy blue, tall locker.

Seven hours Bliss, seven hours. I walk over to my locker and solve my combination which I know by heart. 34-27-3. My locker opens and I see the logos of my favorite bands plasters on the inside of the locker. I look in there to see what I need.

I have chemistry as my first period class. How could I forget that? I'm here every single day. Bam! My locker becomes shut and I see a strong and masculine hand across the door.

I turn to the left and see a very familiar face. The hair was huge and had much volumes to it. His skin was so smooth and perfect. His face, very well shaped with the cheekbones and jawline very chiseled and both eyebrows plucked and looked fresh. How do I know him?

His eyes stared me down in a way which made me feel intimidated. "You look so familiar." Was the sentence that came to mind. He crossed his arms and gave me a smile. I see two sets of fangs which appeared sharper than any blade. Another one of my kind.

A blood sucker. Shit. I now remember who this is. I take a step back without thinking. "That's very unfortunate, love." He stated. I walked away from this whole entire situation.

I'm getting out of here and pretending I was never here in the first place. A strong hand grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me closes to them. The same boy. I'm scared of him now. He glared at me with cold eyes.

"Don't you dare ever walk away from me." He demanded in a soft but low and stern tone. I looked him up and down and constantly as he sighed and released me. He began to step away and noticed I was not following him. "Come. Walk with me to the courtyard." He invited. I shook my head in protest.

The late bell rings and everyone rushes into the various classrooms. The young adult shifted his eyes at both angles to make sure the coast was clear. I wasn't even paying attention. I was completely caught off guard when his hands wrapped tightly along my neck and my head slammed against the lockers. I gazed into his rage filled eyes.

"Listen up you little bitch! I created you and I am one of the only people on this earth who gives at least one ounce of a fuck about you! So I will not tolerate any disrespect from you!" He yelled. I'm confused and now I have chills all through my body. I began to be filled with guilt. "I'm so sorry" I apologized. He let go.

I did not feel a single ounce of pain as he had his hands on me. How odd? "I did not tell you to apologize. I told you to walk with me to the courtyard." He said and gave me a rude stare. I nodded and began to walk away with him. He softly grabbed my wrist and continued to walk down the hall.

Why would he grab my wrist? I'm not going to leave. He doesn't have to cuff me. "Do you know who I am?" He interviewed. What kind of question is that?

He caught on to my confusion. "I'm Michael. My brother Jermaine told me all about you, Bliss." He explained. I don't know what or how to feel right now. Why does he want to know me so badly? He is the reason why I am in this mess in the first place.

I want nothing to do with him. I began to cry silent tears. I wipe them away quickly with my freehand hoping he wouldn't notice. "Michael, what exactly do you want?" I asked annoyed. He raised an eyebrow, we made it to the courtyard and he opened the door.

His hand still cupping my wrist and his grip becoming tighter. "I chose you because you seem very sad and I want to give you a shot to be happy. I also think you're a very beautiful girl. I have felt so alone for three thousand years, I'm desperate for a good companion." He explained briefly. His way of speech was very well and persuasive. But I still want nothing to do with him. I pulled my hand away from him.

"Michael, I want you out of my life. You turned me into this monster and I'm so disgusted with myself. Stay away from me." I warned. He chuckled in almost an evil way. "You don't have a choice, love." He stayed. I shook my head once again. "We're moving and there will be no objections to it." He told me.

I can't think of anything to do right now but only to run. I began to run until he caught me by my neck with his arm. I drifted away not too long after.