Nine - The gang leader is asking if I want to watch Gossip Girl with him?
I jump off the sofa looking around for anything that could seem off but all I see is the room I feel asleep in. There is moonlight shining in from under the thick curtains giving me a bit of light.
"No, please. Stop." Aria cries in her sleep, "Let her go!" she twists and turns in her sleep. "Don't hurt her, I'll do anything." she whispers, a tear rolling down the side of her face.
Is she talking about her mom?
I sit down on the side of the bed that Aria isn't sleeping on. Should I wake her up? "I'm sorry mom." she whispers, taking my hand and pressing it against her cheek that is damp with tears. Tears start rolling faster down her cheeks and something aches in my heart. I wish I didn't show her that video of her mom.
Wait, am I feeling bad? No, that can't be it.
I kill people, why would I feel bad about showing Aria some video of her mom. Its not like I killed her d- Oh wait, I did. Shit.
Well I definitely don't regret that, especially seeing how hurt Aria is because of what happened.
"Aria." I whisper rubbing my thumb against her cheek to wipe away the tears. She keeps her hand on top of mine which is pressed against her cheek. "I miss you." she whispers.
I move closer to her, wrapping my arms around her body and holding her close to me, "You'll be okay, Aria. I'll make sure of that." I whisper, keeping my hand on her cheek and wiping away her tears.
"You'll be okay, Aria. I'll make sure of that." I hear a voice whisper. I open my eyes, letting them adjust to the darkness.
I feel a hand on my cheek, wiping away my tears. "Vincent?" I ask with a frown. I can't see who exactly it is but the hand on my cheek is big and rough. The persons other arm is wrapped around my body, holding me against their chest.
"Why are you so cold, Aria?" Vincent whispers. Vincent is so close to me, I can feel his breath fanning my face. I shrug and look into his eyes that look so dark.
"Why are you so close to me, Vincent?" Not that I am complaining, Vincent just doesn't seem like the type to cuddle. Hehe, I'll make him that type.
Vincent pulls away from me and moves to the other side of the bed. I love falling asleep and waking up in a bed. I know I fell asleep on a sofa. Did Vincent bring me up here?
I sigh and sit up in the bed, letting the sheets fall around my waist. "What time is it?" I ask, letting out a yawn. "It's three in the morning." Vincent says.
I yawn again, "Why are you awake?" I ask. "I heard you crying." he states and looks down at his lap. "Oh, I'm sorry I woke you up." I whisper.
"It's fine." he says, "Go to sleep." he commands.
"If I wake up I can't sleep again." I mumble. I see Vincent's silhouette as he rubs the back of his neck, "Do you... Want to go downstairs and watch something. I don't know what you like... Gossip Girl?"
"The gang leader is asking if I want to watch Gossip Girl with him?" I ask in amusement.
"Yeah." he says and looks up at me with a smile. Butterflies explode in my stomach when he smiles at me. I have a feeling not a lot of people get to see that smile.
"Can we watch The Vampire Diaries?" I ask with a grin, jumping on Vincent and straddling him. He chuckles, "Whatever you want, babe." he says with a wink. I groan, nooooo why did I tell him not to call me that? "Thanks cupcake." I say and wrap my arms around him in a hug.
He awkwardly pats my back and I lean back to glare at him, "Really? You're patting my back? I want a hug." I say and pout.
Vincent chuckles and flips me over so that he is on top of me, he then wraps his arms around my waist and hugs me tightly, "Bear hug. Rawr." he says into my ear. It would have been adorable but his voice is so deep that when he said 'rawr' it sounded like a growl which is somehow a turn on.
I wrap my arms back around Vincent's neck, hugging him back. Vincent is shirtless and on top of me! Ermegerd! I can't see his body but I am pretty sure it looks good. I know it feels good.
"Okay babe, let's go downstairs." Vincent says, licking my nose. I scrunch my nose and wipe it on his shirtless shoulder. Oh my god, he smells so gooooooooood. "Do you have a hoodie?" I ask.
Vincent frowns, "Why?" I grin, "Because you smell really good and I want to steal your hoodies." I state. Vincent's deep chuckle reverberates around the room.
He gets off me and goes to his cupboard, pulling out a black hoodie and handing it to me, "Sorry if there are blood stains on it." he says. "What?" I shout, dropping the hoodie. He chuckle, "Im kidding babe, relax." he says with a wink, picking up the hoodie and handing it to me.
I stand up and slip the hoodie over my head and the smell of Vincent fills my nose. Yum. Vincent looks down at my legs, the black shorts I am wearing have ridden up. Shit. What? I am aloud to swear in my mind.
I pull my shorts down, blushing. Vincent's gaze doesn't leave my legs which makes me blush more. I pull the hoodie down, feeling really self conscious. Is there something on my legs? Are they orange?
"Oh my god, Vincent." I say excitedly. "What?" he asks and sits down on the bed. "Feel my legs." I command, putting my leg on the bed, next to where he is sitting. I just shaved. He runs his hand up my leg, "Smooth. Like a dolphin." he says and I chuckle.
He stands up again and holds out his hand for me to take, "Let's go watch The Vampire Diaries, babe." he says and winks and I hit him lightly on the arm, "Don't call me that." I say, pouting.
"You know you secretly like it." he whispers in my ear. "Whatever, cupcake." I say, rolling my eyes. He's right, maybe I like it.
But only a little.
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