The Sitter (Completed)

Chapter Six

CHAPTER SIX

I'm so confused now. Wanda says he's not a witch, but that he's something much better, what the hell does that mean? I'm not sure if I want to know or not. I mean deep down inside, my heart is telling me to get to know him, but my mind is screaming for me to get out why I can. I don't know what to do now. Wanda is looking at me crazily and I don't know if she's mad or if it's the drink that's getting to her.

"Wanda," I say in a shaky voice, "will he harm me tonight or do I have nothing to worry about?"

"He'd never harm you," she grins, "matter of fact, he's wondering what's taking us so long. He's getting worried that you've decided to ditch all of us."

"How-" I started to ask, then remembered she's a witch and can apparently read thoughts. Shit, that means she just read mine and that's why she was looking at me like that.

We walked out of the bathroom and back to the group of 'our' friends. Dick looked upset until he saw my face, then he smiled that beautiful smile of his. He grabbed my hand and started a conversation between me, him, Wanda and some new person that I have yet to be introduced to. While chatting with everyone, I found out that going out is actually fun and now I don't have to sit inside my boring apartment all by myself anymore. Now I have some great new friends, and a place called, 'BE YOUR SELF,' to come to.

Wanda walked away to get another drink and Dick smiled down at me and pulled me to a table not far away from the group. I'm guessing he is wanting some alone time. We sit down, he smiles and I almost melt on the spot. These feelings I have for him are so sudden, it's scary, but feels so right. When he reaches across the table to rub my cheek, it felt like electricity went through my body. I jumped and fell backwards in my chair. He rushed to my side, picking me up gently, then placed the chair back in the up right position, placing me in it gently. He picked me up with such ease, I'd really like to know what he is. He's strong, his hands have a chill to them and his speed is super fast.

I've read up on vampires and werewolves and well, he seems to be a vampire, but I'm not sure and I'm scared to ask. Would he get mad? Is that why i'm so attracted to him? Is it his scent? Wait! I haven't even smelled a scent. Maybe he's not a vampire, maybe he's a werewolf. I'm really confused and need answers! I smile up at Dick, still embarrassed at what just happened, but he looks sad and well, confused. I wonder what he has on his mind? If I ask, will he tell me? I don't know! I know what I'll do, I'll go get us a new drink and then I'll ask him.

"What's the name of our drinks?" I ask.

"Bubbly Fizzy!" he said with a grin.

"Bubbly Fizzy!" I screamed laughing.

Before I left Dick grabbed my hand and kissed it. It was the sweetest thing any guy has ever done before. I smiled and walked to the bar.

"Two Bubbly Fizzy's please," I grinned, "and two shots of tequila!"

I wanted the tequila mainly for myself, but if he wanted one he could have it. I don't know why I'm being so easy going around him, but I like it, mainly because he makes me feel safe and well, because I came out to meet a guy and I DID!

I grabbed our drinks and carried them back to the table, then walked back and grabbed my tequila. Oh the smell is horrible, but I really like it. I place the tequila on the table and Dick looks at me funny.

"I hope you don't plan on getting drunk," he laughed, "I really like you Mary, and I'd like to spend more time with you. I want you to remember this night, sweetie."

"I got one for you silly," I lied, "plus, it takes a lot to get me drunk!"

"Okay then," he laughed again, "well, here's to meeting such a beautiful woman."

He clanked our glasses together and we took our shots. He made the funniest face, which made me almost spit my tequila all over him. It looked as if he were going to throw his guts up, but I'm glad he didn't. I continued to laughed, while he just stared at me and grinned. He started laughing too and that made me feel a little better.

"Tequila not a friend of yours?" I ask.

"I love tequila, what are you talking about," he said grinning again.

"I so wish i would of had my camera for that!" I giggled loudly.

"Well see, that would be a problem," He said, "I wouldn't appear in the picture, do you want to know why?"

"Y-y-yes!" I stuttered.

"I can't exactly tell you, but if you guess right, I can," Dick smiled, "You have three guesses, then if you don't figure it out, I guess you'll never know what I am."

"I'll guess!" I screamed.

"Okay." he said waiting patiently.

"Gremlin?" I asked.

"Nope."

"Werewolf?" I asked again.

"Nope," He laughed, "you're getting closer though.

Oh shit, that can only mean one thing. He's a vampire! What do vampires drink? Blood. Who do vampires kill? Humans. Oh my gosh, I'm falling for a damn vampire! Okay, I'll ask the question, then I'll scream and run away. Yeah, that's my plan! NOT. I really like him, no matter what he is! I take a deep breathe and ask,

"Vampire?"

Dick grins, revealing his sharp teeth. He moves closer to me, but doesn't touch me. I guess he can feel how nervous I am right now. I hear a small growl coming from his chest, then he burst into a laughing fit. Why though? Why is he laughing so hard? Did he think I would run and hide or did he know how I'd react? I mean, what in the hell is his issue?

He finally stops laughing and looks at me. He gets really close, then barely brushes his lips on my ear and whispers...

"You will forever be mine, I'm so glad I finally found you."

"I'm glad I found you too," I whispered, "but I am not yours forever, that's my choice, not yours."

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