My Immortal Being

Chapter 12--his house

"This was different! Oh my god, how did you--" I was cut off when he was suddenly in front of me with raging red eyes that only vampires had. I immediately shut up and pursed my lips, nodding. He smirked, grabbed my hand softly, and sat me down in front of him. He pulled out my quiz.

"Everyone in this class made a higher grade than you. Forty-eight is not acceptable!" I jumped at his remark.

"You said do your best!" 

"Yeah? Well, these answers don't match the question." I nervously scratched my scalp.

"It doesn't?" He shook his head and I sighed.

"I'll tutor you, okay? Midterms is approaching sooner than you think. Is this the only class you are having trouble with?"

"No..just this class. History isn't really my thing.."

"Then switch out. Pick another class and then take this class later when you are ready for it." I shot my head up at him.

"NO!" I blushed as he smiled.

"Didn't think so."

"Do you..want me out of your class?" I asked, chewing on my bottom lip. He titled his head to the side and shook his head.

"I like you in my class. But if you flunk another paper, I will punish you." I blushed crimson red and got up to head to the door. Loosing my balance, tripping a little and squealing caught up to me as he pushed me against the wall. My chest heaved in and out rapidly. My heart did a harsh beat and I almost forgot to swallow my saliva. He took hold of both my wrists. 

"Why don't you come over my house, instead?" He asked, kissing one of my wrists. There was a grand possibility for me to find out everything about him. 

"Okay, yeah. Sure," I said, nonchalantly, coughing nervously. He smiled and I couldn't help but to smile back. He released me and I walked out, grinning from ear to ear. 

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We got to his house later on tonight, hand in hand. He opened his main door and we walked in. I nervously looked around, smiling. I was greeted with luxury I could ever possibly lay my eyes on. The ceilings, the walls, the chandeliers, the furnitures never got old for me. They were all so accessible to me in many ways. I felt a cold muscular hand on my wrist. I looked at my wrist then at him and he pulled me with him upstairs.

Home alone with Justin Rivers at his own house. Did I mention, I was with a vampire being? What could possibly go wrong?

We walked upstairs, hand to hand. Yet, I couldn't help but to look at him every couple of seconds. Our hands, though, felt so good with each other. It was like--it was perfect for each other and I couldn't help but to think about it. And with ease, every step we took together was starting to shake me inside out. When we finally reached the top of the stairs, I gawked. In front of me stood a long hallway with what? freaking nine bedrooms all together? And how many people lived here? Four. Right? Justin shook his head as if I had said something out loud I shouldn't have and dragged me with him into his bedroom. HIS BEDROOM! He kicked his beige door open and slightly pushed me inside. And right when I stepped a foot in, I squealed. I couldn't help it! I squealed. I heard a door close behind me and I turned around to face him, whom was already looking at me with a straight face.

"Help yourself," He said, suddenly dropping his eyelids down on the floor to look me from bottom to top.  I felt myself blushing so I quickly turned around. Asking me to sit down? Home alone with him? Him looking at me oh so strangely yet admiringly? All answered my stupid question that was playing in my head. Was he going to rape me? Possibly.