Turn Me(boyxboy)

Chapter 9

Authors Note:
I first created this story in middle school it is now 2021, a junior in HS and I am picking up right where I left off. With a new outlook on life, love and growth I have a better understanding of the themes of this book and the way I want them to be portrayed. With better writing skills of course I bring to you Turn Me. Enjoy ;)

Ethan's POV:

"It's raining," I say to no one in particular as I gaze out of my bedroom window. It's been a few days since I've seen Chase, or actually, it has been a few days since I've actually spoken to him as well. His absence in school hasn't gone unnoticed, for me at least, and it's been unsettling, to say the least. He hasn't called or texted me, nor have a tried to reach out to him. Which isn't cool on my part either but he should have let me know if something was wrong. I tap a small beat on my desk before standing up and putting on a pair of slip-on checkered vans.
Taking my phone from the charger I find Chase's number and press call. It only takes one ring from him to answer.
"Hi baby, I missed you." He says this with pure enthusiasm as if we didn't just not speak to each other for almost a week.
"Hi?", I feel myself getting heated "Hi baby is the only thing you have to say to me after ghosting me for a week?"
He takes a moment to respond, I can hear him sigh which undoubtedly means he had no good reason to do any of this. What reason does anyone have to just up and ghost someone for a long period of time? Especially for a person that you're supposed to be.... dating.
"I needed a moment, a sheer few moments to myself to process some things." He says this slowly. proceeding with caution and fully aware that he may get yelled at in the coming moments. I open my lips to respond but he starts speaking again,
"Come over, and I will explain everything and more, my buddy Collin is here too so we can check the meeting the friend's milestone off our list." I again open my mouth to respond but he begins talking again in a more frantic and excited tone,
"I'm not taking no for an answer, I'll text you the address, see you in about 20." He hangs up and I'm standing there dumbfounded. I had wished to accomplish more over the phone but I guess it was better to get the truth in person. To see his facial expressions. He texts me his address and I am once again shocked. He lives in one of the big houses behind the school. One that costs more than my college tuition next year. He makes my house look small. I pull myself back together and start the journey to Bridges Estates.

Chase's POV:

         I'm nervous. For the first time in my existence on this planet, I am so nervous that I would like to flee to small-town Mississippi and change my name to Jon Tracy. Collin has been cleaning up ever since I told him I invited Ethan over because I have been too busy shaking trying to find something nice to wear. Distancing myself from Ethan did far more damage than good as I missed him more and more. Initially, I was going to try to wait out my growing feelings and hope they went away but as time went on I found myself peering into his bedroom window. Following him. Just to make sure he was okay. I hastily button up a white shirt around my shaking frame and spray Polo Noir on some hot spots that hopefully Ethan will smell and not want to crush my windpipe.
Making it downstairs was a feat on its own as I felt like with each step I was stepping on nails and my leg muscles were becoming cinder blocks. What if he breaks up with me? Would he do that?

Ethans cling POV:
How the hell does a person get this big of a house in Colorado I will never know. Chase's house was a manor house with large white Grecian columns and a wide second-story balcony. It did just dawn on me however, I have never asked this man about his home and family life. Haven't even begun to fathom what his parents do for a living to afford such a house. A Honda accord sits in the driveway. I figure it's his because I can oddly smell his cologne wafting from the car.
I suddenly feel underdressed as well. My school hoodie and sweatpants and slip-on vans don't seem to cut it anymore. And to add salt to the would there is my boyfriend standing in the doorway looking like Adonis reincarnated. The way his shirt hugs him in just the right places and his pants clinging to his slender frame and accentuated certain things I would rather keep in the back of my head for now.
The task at hand is to get answers. To understand why the person I like completely shut me out. He's watching me intently as I near the door and I see his mouth perk up until a smile. I can't help smile a little at his devilish smile and go in for a hug. He smells the same as he always does. Cologne and free spirit. He cradles the back of my head and kisses me on the top of the head before he pulls away and smiles.
"I'm glad you made it." He says, "Glad I am too, this house is fucking beautiful." He chuckles and pulls me in for another hug, now in the foyer he shuts the door with his foot and hugs me tightly. If this is his way of avoiding the elephant in the room. the reason I came over here. It's working. We are interrupted by a voice coming from the top of the stairs.
"You definitely look like an Ethan." I look up and a boy, smaller in stature than Chase but his presence is still as bold. He walks down the stairs beaming. He is not lacking in the looks department either. Where Chase has a smoldering aura to his looks this guy has a softer more inviting aura.
"I'm Collin, eternal best friend and threesome participate if asked." Collin reaches out his hand and makes direct eye contact with me. Piercing, to say the least. I shake his hand and then look at Chase who is staring at him in the way a snake would eye a small woodland creature.
"Ethan, just Ethan." There was no way I could top his introduction and if Chase was down for it, I would probably inquire about his last remark.
"Well, this is ... Uhm... Collin, who was just talking about how he would like to check his flower beds in the backyard." Chase says with enough venom to kill a cow. Collin side-eyes Chase and smirks,
"Yes, I shall go check our flowerbeds, nice meeting you E man." He pats my shoulder and mosies to the back of the house. "
Chase looks at me and rubs his arm, "Well, I guess there's no better time than to address the elephant in the room." I simply nod and he lightly grabs my hand before leading me to the kitchen. The kitchen is no disappointment to the rest of the house. Stainless steel, a beautiful marble kitchen island. A place that looks like it entertains many on the regular.
"Please sit, I have water, grape juice. It's Collins but this is my house?"
I shake my head and he grabs bottled water and sits next to me. He grabs my hand and kisses it.
"Where do you want me to start?"

Chase's POV:

Now would be the perfect time to just lay it on the table. I am a supernatural being that will outlive even the cockroach. It's so easy and at the same time, I want this moment to be perfect. As perfect as it can get telling your significant other that you're a vampire. In Twilight, I feel like she just implied it. If only it were THAT easy.
"I want you to start with the obvious, I thought we were something and you just made me feel like I was nothing the past few days." Ethan's looking at the floor. It feels like my heart is being squeezed by an invisible hand. I hurt him so much, all-out my own ass-backward plan that didn't even work.
"I'm sorry." For having all of this time to think of something to say those two words are the only ones that could come out. Ethan pulls his hand away and it balls into a fist,
"I'm sorry is all you can say? I'm sorry, no explanation just I'm sorry?" Ethan's voice is becoming pointed, I can hear the blood pulsing through his veins as his heart beats faster. I try to make eye contact but I can't meet his eyes.
"I know, I know it's just-" Ethan cuts me off, "It's what Chase, it's fucking what?" I can't hide this anymore, but I can't just let this information fall out in any old way. I need to be prepared with his questions. Need to be prepared for his reaction.
"I'm sorry, I know I fucked up. Fucked up real bad, but understand I did this for a reason because I love you." He's looking at me now. A fiery gaze I've never seen before from him, his emotions are unreadable but I know one wrong word and it's over.
         "I've been alive for quite some time, afraid of love because it's always been a feeling of pain rather than euphoric." I can feel myself gaining confidence, "A long time ago I loved someone, loved them to point of no return until they left and never came back." Ethan is looking at me intently, his emotion is still hard to read but I continue, "I know the inevitable, I pushed you away never knowing I would not be able to let you go."
"I have fallen in love with a person that will not be with me forever." Those words are hard to get out, "For I am an immortal being where you are a human, the creatures you read about in books, I am one of them." I take this opportunity to lift my upper lip to reveal my fangs. Much like the claws of a cat. Retractable and look normal until needed. Ethan's eyes widen, he begins to shake until he leans over and throws up over the kitchen floor.