“I can’t marry you, Andrew!” I yelled as I stomped into my room. Ever since the day that Blake showed up here, Andrew’s been begging me to marry him.
That was almost a month ago.
“Why can’t you?” he demanded as I packed.
I was spending the weekend at Alexis’ as a compromise. This Sunday is our birthday, and she’s got some kind of party or something, planned.
“Because,” I stopped packing so I could hold his hands “I love you too much. If anything happened, I would hate myself. I can’t hurt you like that.”
As I spoke, he shook his head “Neither of us will be hurt. I won’t let that happen.” he promised, then added “I know you’re scared because your parents divorced.”
“And married at a young age.” I tacked on.
“Well, marrying at an old age is kind of impossible for some.” he snickered.
I cringed and whispered “Sorry.”
He kissed my forehead “Don’t be. If marriage is really that impossible for you to see, I won’t bring it up again.”
I bit my lower lip and continued packing.
“I’m going out to the car, unless…” he hesitated in the doorframe “Do you still need me in here?”
“For?” I asked, then I realized what he was referring to.
Ever since the morning I awoke to find Andrew naked beside me, we’ve been doing a little trade; blood for venom.
“I don’t think so, maybe when we get back.” I answered.
“I don’t want to do it ever.” he reminded me.
I zipped my bag and slung it off my shoulder “I know, but seriously, what other choice do we have?”
He took the bag once I reached the door “We could try to talk to a Salem witch.”
“A what?”
“The Salem witches were the first witches in existence.” he explained “They’re the strongest and most powerful beings in the known universe. A Salem witch is powerful enough to wipe out entire planets. Salem is where the wolves were created.”
I stared at him blankly “Witches are real. Wolves were created?”
“Yes.” he answered quickly “To both. The wolves were created by the Salem’s. They figured out some safe way to extract werewolf genes and human genes and implanted those to a fetus through magic.”
“There’s a difference between a wolf and a werewolf?”
He picked me up unnecessarily and whispered “Huge.” as we glided down the stairs.
He at least allowed me to lock the door before setting me in the car.
“Is that really necessary?” I asked while I fastened my seatbelt.
“Jeez, you really have an issue with chivalry, you know that?”
“I have an issue with insanity.” I murmured.
And then, we were off. We drove awhile before he noticed the gas meter dropping down significantly.
After we left the gas station, the next stop was my sister’s place.
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Blue Jay #Wattys2016
HumorHave you ever read Twilight and thought to yourself "Hey, why are they taking themselves so seriously?" Well, I made this novel parodying some things from Twilight. Enjoy!