Nick the Slayer

Chapter 2

Malaysia

Pov

But I'm not normal. I'm a thing too. Maybe I don't keep the world safe from all hell, but I'm not normal. I'm that werewolf in the picture. The other one is my boyfriend. He came over and...we got a little carried away. Never in my life would I tell Nick that. I want to be a normal human too. I don't like being a stupid werewolf. I hate it! I wish I could change that day. All the pain, the suffering. It was terrible...

I was walking home from school with Nick and a werewolf jumped out. It grabbed me and threw Nick into the middle of the road. The werewolf that grabbed me was Matt, my boyfriend. He took me to a beautiful cave with flowers and nice wild animals. He walked over to a bowl of water and bit me. Then he let me sleep on the floor next to the water.

When I woke up he was in human form. He picked me up to the water and splashed my face and let me drink. He set me back down on the ground and it hurt a lot. I fell asleep again and the next time I woke up, I was in my bed. Then Nick came in and gave me a bowl of soup. She asked me what happened, but I said I didn't remember. Which was a lie. I remembered very, very well.

Nick

Pov

The doorbell rang, and I fell onto the floor.

"Who would be here at" I looked at the clock. "12am?"

I went downstairs and opened the door.

"E..." But he cut me off by running inside and slamming the door.

"Shh! Malaysia is sleeping, and so was I. What are you doing here at midnight?" I said about to fall on the floor from sleepiness.

"You're hurt. What happened?" I asked

"I was in my home when there was knocking on my door. It was my friend from work. He said he needed to show me something really important outside. I followed him and then he started punching and kicking me. His face turned into a vampyr." He said. I went to get a bowl of water and a rag to clean him off. Blood was now coming through his white t-shirt. I started dabbing the visible cuts. "How did you get away?" I asked.

"I didn't. I gave him money for whatever he wanted."

"I've never heard of that. Vampyr's are usually really stubborn. Once they want blood, they must have it. How much did you give him?"

"At least 100. I just got paid from work and that's all I had in my wallet." He said.

"He's probably going somewhere, paying to drink someone's blood." He shivered, but not as much as a human would. Maybe Malaysia was right.... He can't be a demon. I don't sense it. How could she? It was probably just a bad feeling. I hope.

"Can you take off your shirt? You're bleeding there too."

"Ok." He took it off, but even with those bloody cuts, he was still so freaking hot. I sat on the coffee table while he sat in front of me on the couch. I started dabbing the cuts on his chest when he started leaning over. I found myself leaning over too. We got close and I closed my eyes. The next second I felt his lips on mine. We leaned back and sat in silence. I finished wiping the blood off of him, and he put his shirt back on and stood up.

"I'm sorry. We just met, but. Ever since I saw you on the beach I've... I've loved you." It was all kind of romantic.

"Look. I like you. A lot, but I need to know more about you before I say it. Okay?"

"Yes, of course. I understand." He kissed my cheek.

"I'll see you later."

"Do you need me to walk you home? I know it's the other way around but." I smiled. Probably a goofy, stupid smile.

"That's okay. Goodbye Nick." He leaned over. I knew he wanted to kiss me again, and I did too. I leaned into him and he kissed me.

After the kiss, we hugged, then we smiled, and he left. I went back upstairs, and went to bed.

After that, I couldn't go back to sleep. Kissing him made me realize that I'm seventeen about to be eighteen, and Malaysia is fifteen about to be sixteen. She is only two years younger than me. If I could have a boyfriend, so could she. She's old enough. I'm going to tell her that in the morning.

But I still couldn't fall asleep. I tried to think about other things, but I only thought about mom and dad, and I couldn't do that right now. I had tears falling down my cheeks. But then I heard fighting outside. I looked out the window to see a girl about fourteen maybe fifteen getting attacked by a vampire (I'm not spelling vampire like vampyr anymore, it's annoying). But she was fighting back. She grabbed a stick and stuck it in the boy's chest where his heart is, and he turned to dust. How does she know what she's doing? I grabbed my jacket, ran downstairs, and out the door.

"What was that?" I asked her. "Uh...Nothing. I'm just taking a walk. Sorry if this is your property. I should get going. "Wait! No, I mean how did you know how to kill that vampire? And how to fight?" I asked. "Because I'm Joan, the vampire slayer." I lifted one eyebrow. "Oh... right, because I died. Hi Joan, I'm Nicole the undead vampire slayer. I died a long time ago, and was brought back to life. And now, I'm finally meeting my replacement. Wow, British and pretty. Must have a lot of boys chasing you." She shook her head. "Oh, sorry. Look, if you need a partner at anytime, feel free to come to my house." She nodded. "Ok. Well have fun with the rest of your slaying. It was really nice to meet you." I said. "Oh, and call me Nick." She smiled. "Just call me Jo." "Ok, bye Jo!" Then she ran off, and I went back to bed.