What have I gotten myself into?

What have I gotten myself into?

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Life was ok for Addison. Things werent really exciting or anything like that but she was happy living with her brother and one of his friends, Soren. She and her brother were witches as well, and knew very well about the existence of supernaturals. She had recently started working at a local coffee shop, thinking that she should start making her own money instead of relying on her brother and Soren for money. She worked there for about a week before this guy started coming in a lot. He looked around her age but was a little off putting. Something just didn't feel right about him. When she first talked to him to see what he wanted she found out his name was Jax, and he was an interesting person. He always got the same thing every time he came in, a black coffee with 2 caramel pumps and a sprinkle of sugar. It seemed like a weird combo to her, but he seemed to enjoy it. She caught him staring at her a lot, and whenever she brought him his coffee and the check he'd take her hand, kiss the back of it and smile at her, saying, "Thank you, mellilla." She didn't know what that meant or how to reply, so she would just smile and leave him alone. He was weird but at least he wasn't doing anything too creepy. He couldn't be that bad, right?
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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