My Supernatural Love

My Supernatural Love- Chapter 3

This one is from Nate's Point Of View... *wiggles eyebows*. His point of view is a little more difficult so hopefully you like it!

Tried to space this one out a bit and make it a little longer than the last one. Hope you like it! Please comment or message me and tell me what you think!

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Danger and beauty are two very different things.

 When that beautiful woman got out of her car, though, I felt those two things merging together in my brain. Both of them were electrifying my senses, pulling me towards her. She was so beautiful; I felt attracted to her body, the way that any man would. The only human trait that I still possessed was overwhelming me, but this attraction would turn into an inhuman attraction soon enough.

 Then the smell hit me. She didn’t smell any different then the rest of the humans, and that was the dangerous part. This beautiful woman just smelled like blood to me. It was the most disappointing thing in the world.

I slid to the side of the car, leaning against it, and watched her saunter towards the entrance. Her confidence came off of her in waves. She had beautiful hair, dark brown with lighter brown streaks. Brown doe eyes were most prominent on her tan face. Her curvy figure was clad with a white blouse and black pencil skirt.

 Her eyes flashed over to me, but she couldn’t see me. She glanced at our cars and then at my friends, as they got out. Her mouth went agape, as she took in their appearances. I couldn’t help but chuckle, as I took in her facial expression.

 Then she tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, tumbling to the ground, only to catch herself at the last second. I almost ran to catch her, I knew that I could get to her in time, but I didn’t. That’s the thing about being able to run faster than humans, you can barely ever use the skill without being obviously inhuman.

The beautiful woman’s face was red with embarrassment, as she slipped into the café.

At that moment, all wanted to do was see her face again. I’ve never wanted anything so bad, I thought to myself, as I walked over to my friends.

“Did you see that girl trip,” Minnie asked, laughing hard. She gets a kick out of a lot of things that aren’t humorous at all. Minnie’s real name is Millicent, but she hates it. She says it reminds her of the witch from Sleeping Beauty. Sometimes, I see the resemblance.

 I turn to Minnie, “You really shouldn’t find enjoyment out of other people’s pain, Millicent.” That shut her up for about two seconds before she countered with, “She didn’t get hurt, you jerk. And you know better than to call me that!” Minnie sent me a harsh glare, flipping her white blonde hair over her shoulder and strutting towards the entrance.

I turn to Nick, giving him a look. He just shrugs, “Come on, man. Let’s go get some human food.” Nick is perfect for Minnie. After almost forty years of being together, they are, literally, an old married couple. Minnie has always been an overdramatic diva, but Nick balances her out well, as the strong, yet silent, type. Nick and I have been friends for almost all of my vampire existence and he is the most loyal person I know.

We walk towards the café and towards the girl I know that I will never be able to escape.

Nick looks at me, “Is something wrong, bro?” I should probably tell him, I think to myself, as we catch up to Minnie. “Ya, you seem a little odd,” Minnie agrees.

Well, here it goes. As I tell them, Nick’s face stays the same, but Minnie looks like she might have a stroke.

 “No,” She demands, “No, No, and No. You are not going to go and have a crush on a human girl!”

“I didn’t say that I had a ‘crush’ on anyone,” I say, scoffing and using air quotes, “I just have this feeling about her.” Minnie is having none of it, though.

 As we reach the doors, I say, “Can we talk about this later?” I gestured to the doors and the beautiful girl in line at the register.

“No, we absolutely may-,” Minnie starts, before Nick puts a hand up. With that, I opened the door and walked into the Coffee House, Nick and Minnie trailing behind me.

We sauntered into the café, turning people’s heads, as usual. The smell of coffee, baking, and, of course, blood, filled our over-sensitized noses. I told Minnie and Nick that I would get their coffee and they walked to a nearby table. I got in line, unfortunately, two people behind my beautiful opponent.

Yes, she was my opponent. I could feel her presence, dragging me towards her unsuspecting self. I had to fight this pull I had towards her.

I looked up the line, staring her. She looked impatient and restless, looking down at her watch and then up at the clock on the wall. As if the time would change.

She stepped up to the counter and told the waitress her order. After her order was placed, she walked over to the pick-up counter. As she waited for her coffee, her foot tapped impatiently.

I put my order in and started to walk towards the counter. Then I felt something, my senses alert, telling me that something was wrong.

I quickly took in my surroundings, looking for whatever was off-balance. Then I spotted a girl, in front of me. Her foot caught the edge of the rug, splashing the hot liquid from her cup.

 My beautiful brown eyed girl screamed and flinched away, making my heart clench tightly in my hollow chest.

Then I was on the other side of the room, covered in hot chocolate, staring into those eyes. Well, I thought, that wasn’t the best idea. As I looked down into those beautiful eyes, though, I smiled. I watched her as she assessed me, or rather, checked me out.

I was well aware of the clumsy woman, with a now empty cup in her hand, apologizing profusely. Though, I could not take my eyes of off the wonderful damsel in distress that I had just saved.

I saw her face as she took in the woman’s annoying fawning and then assessed herself, almost as if she was worried that she was acting the same way. I sent her a wink, making her face morph from worry to shock. I chuckled at this and addressed the culprit of the accident reluctantly.

"It is quite alright," I said, feeling the hot liquid seeping through my shirt," I have an extra shirt anyways. I am just glad that I could help this beautiful lady."

I didn't actually have an extra shirt, but I could get one fairly easily. No need to trouble the poor 'beautiful lady', as I had said. I smirked as I thought of how smitten she must feel.

"Thank you," She spoke, so quietly that, if I wasn't superhuman, I wouldn't have heard. Than she spoke louder, clearing her throat. "Here," She said," Let me buy you a coffee!"

She certainly had a beautiful voice. It was mesmerizing, listening to her talk. "No, Thanks Darlin', but I don't think so," I murmured, lost in her eyes," Just glad that I could help."

Gosh, this woman had me putty in her hands. Well, I wasn't exactly in her hands yet, but that could be fixed, I thought to myself.

"How in the world did you make it over here so quickly," She asked me.

"I guess I just know how to sense when someone needs my help," I smirked, if only she knew how true that was. "Besides, I was headed over here anyways," I said, nodding towards my friends. Nick and Minnie had incredulous looks on there faces, and I imagined I would get quite the talking to when I sat down.

"Oh, well thank you so much," she said, looking a little thrown off by my companions, but smiling up at me. My non-existant breathe caught in my throat, as I took in that smile. "Are you sure that you don't want me to pay for your coffee or a new shirt or something," She asked," I have to thank you somehow!"

I smiled, "It was no problem. I am glad that I could help." Then I thought of something, "But there is one thing that I wouldn't mind getting from you in gratitude..."

She looked up at me, eyes dancing with curiosity and nerves. I made her nervous, I thought. "Your name," I said, I could not go any longer without knowing. She visibly relaxed, "Victoria." She smiled up at me, but then she snapped out of it and glanced at her watch.

She hastily said good-bye, grabbed her coffee, and ran. As she disappeared through the door, I knew that I couldn't possibly let her get away.