THE LAST DHAMPIRE

CHAPTER 19

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I didn't think telling him about Lucca would be as hard as it was.

I watched hurt and confusion flit across his golden eyes, I felt something breaking inside of me.

What definitely surprised me was his reaction. Im not going to lie, I was hoping, he would pull me into his arms and tell me he understands my hesitation

The clock on my nightstand reads 3:30a.m. The room is dark, but I don't mind. the darkness gives me time to think. Although, truth be told, I wish I could sleep. My body is exhausted, and yet my mind keeps replaying the moments that have happened to me over and over.

His eyes flickered between black and golden as they stare into my soul. Sparks fly across my skin and my breathe quickened when I realized that if I made any kind of movement our chest would be touching. A blush floods my cheecks but instead of closing the gab, he turns and run away,

I lean my back against my headboard and pull my knees to my chest. I cant believe I just let him go without helping him understand better. What is wrong with me? maybe I should have gone after him? Maybe he wanted me to and instead I didn't?

Maybe I'm a disaster.

All I have done is make a mess out of everything. At every fork in the road, I make the wrong turn. Someone needs to get me a freaking map.

I take a deep breath and run my hands through my platinum hair when I hear a noise coming from my window that sends my senses into over drive. I stare at the window, not knowing what it was an afraid to know. I jump slightly when I hear it again.

There cannot be anything dangerous out there, uncle billy and the boys are out there doing their rounds around the land. But should I go check it out? What if something got by them?

I stand slowly making my to the window as the noise sounded again. My white curtain shields me from whatever is causing the noise. Do I really want to know?

My hand grips the curtains and I slowly pull them away. Outside my window is dark, again I am thankful for my vampire sight. But I see nothing out of place and the noise has stopped. I am going crazy, that's the only explanation.

Still, I cant stop myself from opening the window. The minute the air hits my face, I smell him. His scent fills my nose and sends my heart into a frenzy. My mind now racing with questions

I need to see him, to talk to him and make him understand. All this alone time has given me time to think. No matter how scared I am, I cannot let him, this chance, pass by. I need to be happy.

I just hope he will understand and let us go slow.

Yes, I am on the second story and yes a jump from this height might not hurt me. but I don't want to see over eager. If Braxton is still out there, that I am going to use the front door like a civilized person.

Not caring that I am in my pajamas, that mainly consist of running shorts and a spaghetti strap shirt, I slip on my shoes and sneak out of the house

For a house that was filled with vamps and werewolves, that was surprisingly easy

The early morning air nips at my exposed skin as I close the front door quietly behind me. a low growl sounds from behind me before I can even turn around. Judging by the way it sends a shiver to my spine- its Braxton. As much as I fight it, a smile spreads on my lips as I turn around to look for him.

"what are you wearing?" his voice comes out as a growl and it catches me off guard as I look myself up and down

"um... pajamas?" it was meant to be a statement, but for some reason it came out as a question.

What was wrong with my pajamas? I thought they looked cute but mostly they are comfortable to sleep in.

"no one should see you like that- only me!" he closed the small gab between us and pulled me into his arms, placing his head in the crook of my neck. I tensed immediately

Even though he is my boyfriend, and my mind is going crazy for more of his touch, this was the closest Braxton and I have ever been. The suddenness of the hug, not to emotion the sheer roughness, has caught me by surprise and has reminded me of Lucca

fuck what was wrong with me seriously, i need to work on that

I pull away from his embrace and out of his arms. His eyes held an apology but he didn't say one. Instead he pulled his hoodie over his head- exposing the bottom of his stomach and clearly defined abs and start of a V line

My breathe hitched in my throat and it wasn't until I heard a small chuckle that realized I was staring.

"I can take my shirt off if you want a picture?" his smirk made my eyes narrow as he handed me his hoodie, silently asking me to cover myself up.

A part of me wanted to deny it, but the other, much larger part wanted to wear his hoodie because it was his. Plus it was cold out here.

Now it was his turn to watch me as I wiggled my body as I pulled his hoodie on. His mouth hung slightly open and his eyes were wide. I could practically see the lust swimming in his eyes as he traced my body with his eyes.

"do you want a picture?" I was my turn to wear a smirk and I wore it proudly. He snapped out of his daze and met my eyes with a smug smile. I was confused until he reached in his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, I couldn't fight back my laughter. He may have this round but the game isn't over yet.

We stood in silence for a few minutes before I finally decided to break it

"why are you out here so early in the morning? Don't you sleep?"

"don't you"

"I would have been if someone hadn't been trying to get my attention" I gave him a pointed look. Maybe I wasn't sleeping or even really trying, but he didn't need to know that

"sorry-I , uh, I just had to talk to you... about what happened earlier today" he rubbed the back of his head nervously and I couldn't help the flutter my heart did at the sight.

All I could do was nod in understanding. For that is what I really want as well. I don't want to rush into this head first. I want to get to know him, really know him and make him understand.

"I know this-" I start but he cut me off

"will you go with me somewhere? His eyes stare into mine and I forget where I am.

But then I remember that we are standing out front of my house and will probably have an audience soon. If we don't have one already with everything going on my father wants people watching me 24/7. If we are going to talk and figure this out, we need to be alone. So I nod

"I found a place while running" he states before grabbing my hand and pulling me to follow him.