Immortal (MJ)

Chapter Twelve

Man last night was absolutely perfect to me. It was everything I had ever dreamed of. It was a beautiful and amazing experience that I will remember forever. I wake up from my amazing sleep expecting Randy to be at my side holding me. I stand corrected.

He's not in here. Oh my gosh. Where could he be? I'm starting to become worried about him. He could be hurt.

I stand up and wrap a bedsheet around my body and walked out of the room. I continued to move down the hallway. No one seems to be home. Or everyone is asleep considering that it is early in the morning. Shit.

     I don't have my ring on! The sun is out I can't go any further than the end of the hallway. I take a seat against the hall in confusion. Where could Randy be this early in the morning? I felt someone else's presence near.

    "Bliss ,what are you doing out here?" I hear Randy's deep voice ask me quietly. I stood up and secured the sheet around my body. "I didn't see you in the bed so I was wondering where you were." I answered. He smiled and shook his head. "I went for an early morning hunt and I didn't want to wake you up, you looked so peaceful." He said.

That was very sweet of him. I like the consideration that he has for me. "Oh." Was the only way I felt I could respond. He dipped his arm under my waist and pulled me so close to him to where our bodies were touching one another. Our lips locked with one another's and it felt amazing just like last night.

I felt in love with him and I never want this feeling to end. He separated from me then planted a kiss on my forehead. "Let's go back to sleep." He suggested. I nodded and we both made it to his room. I lie back down and put the bed sheet back into place.

Randy stripped to his boxers then slowly made it to the bed. He was so gorgeous. He laid down right next to me and wrapped his hands around my lower back. I fell asleep in his arms instantly.

Why do I hear yelling and screaming all the way from over here? It's really loud and explicit. I stand up and attempt to walk out of the room to see what the hell is going on. Wait, I forgot that I'm naked. I scrummage around the floor to find my outfit from last night.

     Where are my clothes? I cannot find them anywhere. Where on earth could they be? Screw it, I'm just going to borrow one of Randy's purple shirts and a pair of white boxers. Phew, now I can go outside and not embarrass myself.

     I open the door to the dark hallway. I walk down and I can only go as far as the end of the hallway because I still cannot find my ring and that is the only way I can even step foot in the world on a sunny day. No, I don't sparkle. I live in the real world where I burn in the sunlight. I observe a whole entire mess of a situation begin to form.

     Randy and Michael are screaming and throwing things at one another. Wait a second, Michael? What is he doing here? How did he even know I'd be here? He notices me and Randy glances over at me then back at Michael and smirks at him.

     I can tell that Michael is so angry and upset with me. To the point where it's now making me upset. I sighed not knowing whose side to take on this situation I am uninformed about. "I can't walk over there. So could you guys maybe bring all of this to me?" I asked politely.

They both moved down to the hallway. Michael scanned me up and down briefly. "Bliss, why are you wearing Randy's clothes? What did you guys do?" He interrogated me. I didn't know how to answer this. But I have to.

Why do I feel that I have to? I don't know. "I don't know how to put this. Michael, I'm not a virgin anymore." I revealed. He was enraged at this point. "You had sex with Randy!?!?" Michael screamed.

"Yes Michael! She did!" Randy responded to the question for me. "You don't get to speak you fucking dick!" Michael screamed only slightly facing him and not taking his glare off of me. All of a sudden, Michael slapped me straight across the face with all of the strength he had. He slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor. "You stupid bitch!" He yelled at me.

Randy immediately tackled him to the wood floor and their fists began to fly. I don't know what to do about this. They are both kicking one another's asses. I have a better question. Where is everyone else as this is happening?

Why is no one else around? I'm wrong. Tito and Jackie rushed in and tried to separate them. They both failed. They stood up and watched as I did too.

Eventually Michael pinned Randy up against the wall and shoved his arm onto his chest. Oh my I'm now scared. Should I intervene? It wouldn't be smart if I did. Michael pulled out a wooden stake from the inside of his black leather jacket.

No! I have to step in, I have no choice. I crouched down and wrapped my body around Michael's legs like I was holding on for dear life. "No Michael! Please don't do this! It doesn't have to be like this! You're here for me, I know. I don't know how but I do. You can have me but I'm begging you, please don't kill him. You can have me." I begged staring down at the floor the entire time until I was done. He smirked at Randy and placed the weapon back into his jacket.

Why am I deciding to go with Michael? Didn't I run away from him because I wanted nothing to do with him? Yes, I am doing this for Randy. But part of me wants to be at his side wherever he goes. I don't know what has gotten into me.

"Get up Bliss." He ordered calmly. I did as told and straightened the baggy shirt I'm wearing. He grabbed my arm and we began to walk. He made it outside of the hallway and I felt terrible pain as if I was being cooked alive. I yelped and then he pushed me back into the hallway.

"Oh I forgot. I burned your ring last night, so I had a new ring made for you." He informed and handed me and emerald oval cut ring. Why exactly did he burn my ring? Even though I'm choosing to stay with him and go on this insane journey I have to call life with, I still don't understand his motives. As soon as my burns on mostly my arm healed, I placed the ring on my right hand.

I have to admit, the ring was quite beautiful. I felt someone else grab my hand. It was Tito. This was awkward. "Bliss, you don't have to go with him if you don't want to." He said.

"I have too, it's for my own good." I said. Why did I say that? What's happening to me? This is now been a habit and it's starting to scare me. Michael nodded and grabbed my hand.

We somehow managed to leave in peace. That is just very odd to me. Michael was surprisingly being very polite and opened the passenger seat door to his black BMW for me. I took a seat and wrapped my seatbelt around my waist. He started the car and we began to disappear onto the highway.

"We're moving again in case if you're wondering. You're going to like it where we're going. It's open, big, and it's my favorite house I own." He explained. "How many houses do you have?" I questioned. "A lot. But this one is my all time favorite. I have never brought anyone to this house, so you would be the first." He replied. "Lucky me." I replied sarcastically and laid back on my seat and stared out toward the window.

I did not even realize how miserable I'm going to be. He placed his warm hand onto my upper arm. "I'm really sorry Bliss. I have no right to put my hands on you. You know that I really do care about you, that's why I want you to stay with me." He explained. I sat up. He's wrong.

"You say that you care about me. But you beat me, slap me, spit on me, isolate me, you even stabbed me once. If I wasn't a vampire, then a knife to my stomach would've been potential homicide. I'm sorry Michael but I really can't accept your apology. It sounds like bullshit to me." I vented to him. He gave me a sympathetic gaze. "I know Bliss, you're right. But please know that I'm so so sorry. You have no idea how sorry I am. This time I promise you, it won't happen again." He said. "Whatever Michael." I told him and laid back and closed my eyes attempting to fall asleep.