Trust a Vampire? You've gotta be kidding me.

Trust a Vampire? You've gotta be kidding me. Ch. 32

Not many reads last chapter :( Disappointed, but oh well.

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Chapter 32: Conspiracy

I'm pretty sure everyone in the room except Miss Model could hear my teeth grinding. The pain in my leg was completely forgot as I tensed as Valerie raced over and bent down to hug Trace. I use the term hug loosely. The whore more like shoved her boobs in my man's face. I gripped the couch viciously, my nails digging into it. I was too angry to even feel satisfaction as he gently pushed her away from him. I don't think she noticed, though.

It was so odd what I was feeling. I was so unused to it. I hated this woman because she knew Trace. All of him. I was totally jealous, but mostly because I was majorly insecure. Like I had said, our relationship isn't quite as solid as a rock. More like wet, mushy paste. Looking at this female, I felt...inadequate. I was no where near as good-looking, no where near as sane, nowhere near as stable at this woman.

I was completely lucky. The thought sickened me. But I felt so ugly just looking at this girl. This girl who used to be Trace's girlfriend. Almost everything except fighting skills I had was completely inadequate to what Valerie had. I was inadequate. I was lucky Trace was my soulmate. Seriously, who wouldn't leave me for this girl?

Hell, don't let this get to you, Leila. She's Trace's ex. And he has obviously moved on. To YOU. He loves you. He has said so many times. Nothing to get jealous over. Keep your cool.

Craptastic pep talk. Sure as hell didn't work. I didn't know how to deal with this, so I turned it into the only emotion I completely understood anymore. Anger.

"Oh my God, Trace! I found you!" Valerie yelled in this bubbly, squealing voice. She found him? What has she been doing? Searching for him for years? "I have missed you so much since we broke up! But I'm willing to forgive and forget so we can start over." Did she not notice there were other people in here? And start over? Oh, hell fucking no! I'll start her over! I don't even care if that makes sense or not! I burned holes into the back of Trace's head, waiting for his reply.

Trace cleared his throat awkwardly. Wuss. You just verbally smacked around an entire school of vampires, but when is comes to this skank? "Valerie, I know we had some good times," he began. Could he have used worse words around me? I despised how Valerie's eyes lighted up. The couch was starting to rip up.

"I know we did, Trace," she purred. That's it. I'm going to snap her neck. I started to rise up from my seat, but surprisingly enough, Kiziah's great paw held me down by my stomach. She grinned at me, clearly enjoying this. Haha. I sent an unpleasant thought to her. She stopped smiling.

Trace cleared his throat again. "But it's over Valerie. It's been over for a long time. I've moved on and you need to as well."

Haha! Stick that in your juice box and suck it, bitch! Wow, jealousy made me so immature. I smiled cynically when Valerie's eyes looked like they were starting to water. Was she going to cry? I didn't know vampires could cry. I haven't ever seen one. "Is it true then, Trace? Did you actually find some slut to replace me?" she whimpered.

I was on my feet, up in Miss Oh So Perfect's grill before I knew it. I could feel someone's eyes on my butt. Damn these stupid shorts someone had put me in. I would need to as Trace about that...

"Yes, it is," I began, but Trace wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me softly but firmly down so I was sitting in his lap.

"She's not a slut, and yes it is true, Valerie. And this is her, and I love her," Trace said strongly. He rested his chin on my head like Jay would do. "I didn't want you to have to go through this." I did. "But understand we are completely through. It is best if you just forget about me."