The Bra¢el€t

The Bra¢el€t 3

I wake up and sit up in the bed as a chill hits my bare shoulders and I shiver holding my arms. I look around as my vision is blurry because I don't have my contacts on at all and I can still register that this isn't my room. "Morning sleeping Mark." I glare at a blurry face as I slowly reconize who it is and I gasp. "Caesar?! Where am I?"

"Whoa, calm down. Your in my house, and your gonna wake up my parents." I can barely see him as he puts a finger to his lips and gives a small 'shh.' I sigh and I shake my head, giving up on trying to see. "Hey Caesar, do you have any glasses I can borrow?" I ask him as I look up at his blurry figure. "Sure...?" He walks out and a minute later comes back in with something in his hands and gives it to me. I unfold them and put them on and as soon as I did, I sorta regretted it but enjoyed it.

I looked up to see a topless Caesar as he has a six pack and is wearing sweat pants that are a little too big. I shake my head trying to stop being such a pervert and I look at his face trying to block his nice tanned body from my averting eyes the best I could. "So, I guess that wasn't a dream." I say as all the sudden last night came filling back into my head.

"Uh...." He starts ruffling his still bed head hair and I swear I drooled at his nice biceps along with his tanned skin. "Yeah, it was." He moves down his arm to look at me with his dark blue eyes which were magnificent. "So," I gulped a little being a little afraid to know the answer, "your basically protecting me now? From what?" He looks at me with a blank stare as every emotion except love runs across his face. " I'm protecting you from your death."

I stare at him for a few seconds and I start burst out laughing.

Caesar's POV

"I'm protecting you from your death." I tell her as I look at her seriously even though glasses don't suit her. Especially pink glasses, which i'm still trying my best to not laugh at her becase i'm pretty sure she'll punch me into the abyss.

All the sudden she bursts out laughing and i'm shocked but I quickly cover it and and ask her questionly, "Why are you laughing?" I growl a little at the end and I regret it but I don't say sorry. She trys to calm down but can't and she chokes out inbetween her laughs, "My...death? Ah!!...Hilarious!!!!!" I glare at her as she dies down and I quickly remember my parents sleeping and I decided to basically sprint to her before she could say anything and I muffle her voice and jump out the window and get to the back of my house and hide under a tree as soon as she supposedly decided to lick my hand and I automatically threw my hand off her mouth and started rubbing it on the grass.

"What the hell was that for?!" I sorta scream/ shout at her and she quivers back a little but then hr back straightens and she reached my height and looked me in the eyes shooting daggers at me. "Because you just jumped out of a window from the second floor and muffled my mouth! What were you thinking?!" She screams at me her anger rising at a increasing speed and all the sudden her arm twitchs and then her anger turns to scared as all the sudden all of her body looks like its on fire as she's smoking.

Littereally smoking! She starts panicking as her skin is slowly burning and I start to slowly panic but I decided to pick her up and  jump on the tree next to my bedroom and slip through the window twice today. I put her down and close the window and put the covers over it and I look at her who got burned so bad that I saw some bone but then her skin starts instantly healing and once it goes back to it's usual tan she freaks out as she glances up to me then back down to her perfectly non- burned to a crisp skin and back up at me again and glances to the side of my room that has the bathroom and runs in quickly shutting the door and locking herself in.

What the hell was that?!

Martha's POV

He saw, he saw, he saw. Oh shit! He saw! I look in his mirror to see my actual self lookign back at me with a grin and I stare at her with a shocked face. Her hair is curled and is black with red highlights in the front while her eyes are a piercing cold purple and her skin is as pale as a ghost. Her smile drips with blood as her fangs are showing brightly with blood covered in them. It's her. Of course. She always has to step in doesn't she?!

I suddenly turned my shock to a glare as I start whispering angerily to her. "Why do you always have to step in?! I was finally having a friend as a guy when you supposedly decided to make me sizzle!" My whisper sorta tunes up a bit but not by much. "He's not a friend though, "She grins and continues, "Remember, he's a werewolf. Your a hybrid vampire, sorry but two can't mix."

I stare at her in complete and utter shock and my anger boils up again and I suddenly raise my fist and smile sweetly to her, "Sorry if this hurts you more than me but I never wanted to be this way!" and with that I throw my fist hard into the mirror as it shatters in a millon pieces and as I take my hand away I also left a small noticable dent in his wall. Oops.

I unlock his bathroom door and walk out and all the sudden I notice him slightly sniff the air and stare at me in shock and runs up and picks up my hand that I smashed into his mirror. "Your bleeding! But, how?!" He asks me and I shrug. He runs into his bathroom completely unaware of his mirror and wall and comes back out a second later with a wet rag.

He starts rubbing the rag on my hand and when he's done cleaning the blood he notices that there's no scratch left at all. I sigh as he gives me a confused look and I slightly winced as I had to tell him. I had to. It was my job to tell him. Not her's. "Caesar..." I look up at him slowly and give him a sincere look. I take my hand out of his and put it by my side and I stand up straighter getting ready to jump out that window.

I decided to show him before I said anything so I look at him with big eyes and sighed and closed my eyes then winced as the pain came. I hear a huge rip as my tank top now probably has two huge slits in the back now as my wings come out with blood on them and since they have no feathers it looks really creepy as my wings get to there full span of 6 feet and look like the bones of wings and I open my mouth and I choke as my fangs pop out and I look up at his shocked face.

"Caesar, i'm a hybrid mixed with a vampire. Sorry." I jump over him getting a little air in the process as I continue running towards the open window and as I jump out and I start falling before soaring upward I hear him scream out the window "MARTHA!!!!!" as I soar in the sky let the wind catch my tears as I fly away towards my house not caring if my skin was sizzling. He probably doesn't like me anymore. He must think i'm disgusting now.

He must hate me.

Shorter this time sorry :).