A Mermaid's Tale

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Aqua

After a long easy talk with Gabe, a delicious dinner and some more rude comments from Angel I found myself back under the warm sheets of my bed and in Faith's silk pajamas that were black tonight.

I was tossing and turning in bed nervously. Supposedly either Angel or Gabe or both would be at my door all night to make sure Dominic or no other unwanted vampire guest would get in.

It was passed around to all the family and guest that lived in the mansion that I was here and that I was not to be harmed. But then again that wouldn't stop most. So Evander decided it would be best if I was guard at all hours of the night and most of the time during the day.

That didn't mean I could hear or see them outside my very closed door. Also if even Angel agreed to stay up all night and watch my door it had to be pretty dangerous. There was no way he would do it otherwise.

So again I was freaking out and I could not get to sleep. That's when I heard my door open and close. My heartbeat spiked and I sat up straight in bed.

"Relax, Brat, it's just me," Angel smirked. It annoyed me how my increased heart rate entertained him. It annoyed me how he enjoyed annoying me. It annoyed me that I had to seriously work to keep my heart rate even when he smirked at me like that. It annoyed me that he had to be so damn attractive with his long black hair and bright-as-fire blue eyes and high cheek bones and toned body and . . .

"Are you checking me out, Brat?" The smirk re-appeared on his face as he stalked towards me.

"No way in hell," I gasped shocked as I crossed my arms across my chest.

"You were definitely giving me an once-over," He pulled up a chair beside the bed.

"What are you doing here?" I glared at him.

"Your little crush Gabe decided it would be best if one of us stayed in here with you because your heart was going a mile a minute. Personally I thought it was funny but he . . ."

"Crush?" I cut him off shocked.

"Oh don't play that," He growled annoyed.

"I have no idea what you mean, Jerk," I snapped.

"Don't lie, Brat," He glowered, "I saw you two on the bed earlier today."

"We were just talking," I explained, "We're just friends."

"I don't care. Why are you explaining this to me?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"I . . ." Why was I explaining this to him. I didn't care what he thought of me and Gabe . . . did I? "I don't have a crush on him." I said with finality.

"Whatever, Brat," He sighed.

"Jerk," I snapped.

"Child."

"Ass hole."

"Baby."

"Dick."

"It," He smirked.

"I am not an It!" I complained, "Ugh!" I turned away from him laying down and pulled the covers to my nose.

I heard him chuckle and that just made me want to roll over and punch him in the face. I laid quietly for what seemed like a half an hour.  He wasn't breathing so I couldn't tell if he was asleep by that. He was so quiet I didn't even know if he was still there. Curiously I rolled over to face him. Sure enough he was sitting there. His arms were cross over his chest and his eyes were closed. I pushed myself to the edge of the bed quietly. I laid there and looked at his peaceful face. He was truly quiet beautiful. His lips were in a loose line and were dark but soft. His hair was soft and looked messy, but in a way that made it seem he wanted it to be messy. His jaw line was just that . . . a strong, straight line. And his nose was quiet perfect. I couldn't help, but notice how much he looked like Gabe. It was almost eerie. Angel just might have been more attractive though.