The Forbidden Kiss

3. Behives

"Oh, it's just you," I intoned and let him come in while setting my umbrella back in its rack. Torrent stood in the door almost frozen while he looked around the apartment. I glanced over my shoulder at him. "Come in already." I plopped down on the couch and finished eating my ramen.

"What happened here?"

"I thought you said you weren't going to come until the morning." I slurped n the noodles and sipped a bit of the broth before pouring it out in the sink and tossing the container.

"That was before; what happened here?" he repeated stepping in and closing the door behind him.

"I don't really know." I shrugged. "Someone came knocking at my window so I let her in and then she was saying something about a contract. I think she knew you. She seemed like she hated humans almost as much as you."

"Many vampires fear being discovered by humans so not everyone will just knock on your door. It must have been someone who knew you and I are...this...right away. Probably someone from the office. What did she look like?" He was now in a detective mode.

I shrugged, turning around to him with my hips back against the counter. "Blonde hair, long nose, kind of American looking, you know?"

He rolled his eyes at me. "America is literally the melting pot of cultures. Just say she looked Dutch or something."

I thought for a moment. "She had very pretty eyes though--so big and murderous--excuse me if I didn't take a swab of her DNA!" I snapped at him. "I was kind of focused on not getting stabbed!" I motioned to the knife on the floor. My hand was still sore and obviously bloody.

Torrent crossed his arms, glaring down at me. "A five-year-old could give a better description than you."

"How many blonde haired women do you know? She said that I was filthy human and I don't deserve you or something like that. You are a very inconsiderate person! You don't even care that I got hurt." I waved a finger at him.

He let out a sigh, lowering his head. "I know who came here now. Son of a bitch, I should have expected this to happen."

"Ex-girlfriend of yours, I suppose," I said bitterly grabbing a paper towel to wipe the blood off of my hands.

"No," he said curtly and picked up the knife off the floor. He dipped his finger into the blood at the end of the blade. "Just as I thought. Salt. Your intake of sodium is too high that's why your body is retaining water around your ankles and hips. Lay off the ramen noodles." I threw my towel at his face.

"I'm just a thick naturally. If you don't like it, you can kiss my--"

"There's nothing natural about being obese. If you won't lay off the processed noodles, at least exercise so it doesn't all turn to fat. Get on my level, pet." His nose wrinkled as he looked at me contemptuously.

I scowled. "Do you not know how to be nice to a woman? Since you don't like me so much, go back to your boss and say you don't want me to be your pet anymore."

"Oh right, I forgot that you're considered a woman to other humans. It's your fault this happened. I'm not going to even confront the person I think did this. You're the one who barged into a den full of vampires, you should deal with it yourself."

I held up my sliced open hand. "I'm already dealing with it myself. I don't need your go-ahead, Torrent."

He stared at me for a moment when he heard me say his name and then he left taking the knife with him. The shitty person in me came out and I looked around for the closest thing to me and launched it across the room. It was only a fork but it shattered a picture frame.

"Stupid vampire," I grumbled. "I don't even like you either!" I bit my thumb at the front door where he left.

I looked down at my comfortable outfit. Maybe I did wear sweatpants too often. I wasn't about to change for him!

"Go ahead, send me all of the vampires in the neighborhood. I've got enough silverware for everyone!" I grabbed a kitchen knife from my drawer and took out the trash in my old shoes by the front door.

I was ready for anyone who looked at me funny. I hauled the bag into the huge dumpster and ran back inside. I wasn't about to create more trouble for myself!

My phone had one missed call when I got back to my room. Dad. Yeah, I was done being good. I shut my phone off for the rest of the day and got down on the floor to do push-ups.

"Ramen...noodles," I grunted. "Too much... Sodium!" I managed to do ten full pushups before giving up. "That's enough of that for today."

I jumped up and threw empty punches into the air in front of me. Each thrust of my fist into the empty air was like one in their stupid faces. Sweat was rolling down my face. It got to the point where I had to take off my sweatshirt. My upper lip curled at the sight of my least favorite sweatshirt.

"I never considered you a woman," I mocked Torrent and threw the sweatshirt aside to resume my self-modification. "We'll see about that!"