Chapter 31: What Is This?

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~Jay~

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~Jay~

I can't seem to move from my bed, those eyes, that posture, the way he was glaring at me like I was something to eat.

He's a vampire.

It's been enough time for me to get over it now but I simply cannot do it, the scene of Freddie putting himself in front of me to protect me from him keeps playing over and over in my head.

It may seem like I am scared of him but no I'm not, it's something I can't explain. I know everyone thinks I'm just an airhead and a loser so I don't bother anyone with how I feel but with this one it is bothering me to the extent where I can't even eat.

That first time I saw him outside of college felt normal, that was until he put his eyes on me, I felt like he was inside of my skin and I felt incredibly uncomfortable and I couldn't help but blurt out something really stupid.

'you want to propose? Yeah that's what I thought, eyes to the front mister', why did I even say that? And why do I even care what he thinks about me?

I feel like screaming and pulling my hair out, I don't know what it is that is bothering me this much and because of that I am getting even more frustrated.

Cairo St. Claire.

Then the second time I have an encounter with him he is completely different, he was on complete predator mode and instead of not being scared like I should have been I was fascinated- fascinated?

Rolling about in my bed in the middle of the afternoon is not going to fucking tell me anything, so what do I do precisely?

As I am trying to scramble through my brain, in my pocket my mobile phone begins to vibrate, which almost makes me jump out of my skin.

I pick it up and put it to my ear without looking at who it is.

"Hello?"

"Oh, so this is your number..."

Once I hear his voice, life suddenly flows into me, making me move to sit up fast, his familiar English accent making my tummy feel dodgy.

"How did you get this number?"

I hear him snigger.

"Shhh, it's a secret."

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Well that wasn't very nice."

I sigh.

"I'm hanging up if you don't tell me what you want."

"You."

I almost choke on my own saliva, choking on what I say.

"Wh-what?"

I almost tear the smile in his voice.

Almost.

"I meant to say, 'I want you', does it need to be any clearer?"

Shock takes a hold of me as I go quiet, completely gobsmacked and flustered at his words.

Because I haven't responded, his voice changes as he sounds concerned me as he speaks yet again.

"Jay, are you there?"

Eventually, words spill out of me.

"How can you say that? You don't even know me, the first time we met we had a weird situation happen and then the second time we meet you want to eat me. Now tell me Cairo, what exactly do you want when you say 'I want you'?"

"I thought that was pretty obvious."

I roll my eyes even though he can't see.

"In what way?"

He goes silent on me for a few seconds, it almost seems that he has hung up he is that quiet, but then he speaks again with a voice that sounds ever so different from usual voice.

"In every way humanly and non humanly possible."

"I don't understand."

He softly chuckles.

"Come to Freddie's bunker, it's not far from that alley I found you in, please come. I'm alone and I promise I won't try to eat you this time, plus I've already eaten."

I chew on my lip, tapping my knee with my free hand, contemplating on really going there to see him and be alone with him.

Can I trust him?

No.

Do I want to go?

Yes- no.

Fuck.

"What's the address? I'll be coming on my motorbike."

Fuck, what am I doing? What if it's a trap and he is actually going to prepare me properly this time in a big pot with seasoning and chopped up vegetables?

I bet he's preparing everything right now, then all he has to wait for is me- the main meaty part of his meal, all he has to do is kill me and cut me up and then throw my cut up body in a boiling hot pot and cook me?

Shit.

Even though I am thinking that, at the same time I am putting my best jeans on and tying my laces up on my Converse, getting my keys for my bike and heading out the door.

Flying down the road in the direction of where he told me, my heart goes a bit mad in my chest and I can't stop sweating, what if he really is going to eat me?

All this thinking has somehow managed to get me to the bunker faster than I thought I could, I'm left standing outside some sort of drain not knowing if I should knock on it or not.

As I am thinking of actually knocking on this weird looking lid thing, it opens and up pops his face looking up at me smiling.

"You coming down or what?"

I jump away, squinting.

"How did you-?"

He points to his ears.

"I can hear everything, plus I heard your bike pull up, you coming down?"

"Yeah yeah, sure."

He climbs back down the ladder to where the bunker leads to, I then climb down after him closing the lid after myself.

What kind of person lives underground?

Well, he isn't technically a person.

Still weird though.
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A/N

This idea came to me in the middle of the night (which is the time where my mind wonders to strange places) and I thought that you guys would want to hear a point of view of Jay (JJ).

I would like to know if you guys would like to hear from Manon and Tallulah in future chapters?

Anyway, thank you for your votes and comments... 😘

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~fairybecka

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