Monday, October 15
It had been two weeks since my house arrest. Two weeks of being a Vampire. I had gotten the hang of being homeschooled, and to be honest, it wasn't even that bad. My friends still entertained me when they had the chance. Nathan shifted once in the house, but my mother scolded him and told him I would have to watch from the window instead. My appetite for human food was practically gone. I had tasted a bit of my mother's lasagna last weekend and almost barfed.
The others knew about my transformation. Everyone was thrilled to see me drink blood except for Neha. She hated blood so instead, she had gone outside for fresh air. Also, Elias had finally told the others about me. Everyone was very confused and surprised, which was to be expected. It was really weird at first.
In fact, Jasper and Elias had a huge fight about their friendship and their trust for each other. Even Saphira yelled at me for not telling her about Elias. It was a huge relief knowing that we no longer had to hide the truth.
My parents announced my transformation to the whole pack. I had a lot of people asking me questions which was very overwhelming. Some people were even against the whole thing, but my father told them they would have to deal with it. It was quite weird because suddenly all the attention was now on me. I hated attention. I wanted everyone to treat me the way they all treated me before. I was still Leilani, just no longer human.
Over the past two weeks, I had spent lots of time on my laptop doing school work and when I wasn't doing that, I spent time with the mothers and their precious babies.
I was currently seated in my room at my window listening to The Magic Flute: Overture by Mozart. It was 12:00 pm and I had finished all my schoolwork for the day. With my hands supporting my chin, I stared outside longing to be out there. This was the first time I had ever been inside for such a long time. Everyone one was at school and my parents were at a meeting with the Alpha and Luna of a nearby wolf pack. Most of the pack was at home keeping to themselves as I stayed upstairs cooped in my room.
After sulking at the window for about five minutes, I decided to go downstairs for a glass of water. As soon as I arrived in the kitchen, the doorbell rang. I slowly walked towards the door and peeked through the door hole. It was Elias.
"Hey," I exclaimed feeling shocked to see him. He nodded his head before stepping inside.
"Uh, why are you here?"
"Do you want me to go?"
"No! I mean, no. You can s-stay..." I sputtered out feeling a bit flustered. After taking off his shoes and jacket, he then proceeded to the fridge and started pulling out many ingredients.
"What are you doing?"
He ignored me as he took out a pan from the cupboard.
"I'm making us lunch," he exclaimed as he stared at me with a serious face.
"But, shouldn't you be at school?"
"My afternoon classes got cancelled today."
I pulled up a chair at the table and sat down. "Oh."
He then walked towards our pantry and took out my father's apron. He pulled it over himself and then walked towards me. How the hell did he know his way around the kitchen?
"Do you have an elastic?"
I checked my wrists and gave him my brown one.
I watched him pull his hair into a ponytail accidentally leaving a strand in front of his face. Hot. He washed his hands at the sink before taking out some pasta from our pantry.
"You can cook?"
He nodded his head before filling the kettle with water.
"What are you making?"
I watched him go to the fridge again and bend down to look for more ingredients. When he was finished grabbing them all, he started to cook.
He was very interesting to look at. I admired the way he scrunched his brows when cutting vegetables and the way he tasted the food for flavour.
"I've been calling your name for the past two minutes."
I pulled my hair behind my ear in embarrassment.
He placed a plate of food in front of me. It smelled so damn good.
"Here, I hope you like it."
I looked at the chicken alfredo and smiled.
"Thanks, it looks really good." I picked up a piece of chicken with my fork before putting it back down. "Wait, aren't you going to eat with me?"
"No, I already ate."
Huh? Didn't this guy say he was making 'us' lunch?
"Um, okay," I muttered as he pulled up a chair at the end of the table. Why was he so damn far?
"I don't bite. You can move closer."
He rolled his eyes as he got up to move closer to me.
This guy was strange, but that's what made him Elias, I guess. I wasn't going to remind him at first, but then I quickly changed my mind.
"Uh, thanks for the food, but you do know I'm a vampire now..."
"Damn, I forgot," he exclaimed before quickly grabbing my plate.
He furiously walked towards the stove and unfortunately dropped it in the process. A loud crash echoed through the kitchen as I stared at a frustrated Elias.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" he yelled.
I trembled in fear hearing him yell. He was very angry. I got up and walked around the table towards the mess.
"Elias, it's fine. It's not a big deal."
"YES, IT IS! HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN YOU'RE A DAMN VAMPIRE?!"
With widened eyes, I stepped back.
"S-sorry," he stuttered before stooping down to pick up the mess.
I reached down after him and took his hand. Sparks immediately filled my body making me realize that our connection was definitely stronger than before.
"It's ok. I got it. Just sit down," I stated.
He hesitantly stood up and walked towards the table before taking a seat.
In no time, I had the place cleaned up. A couple of people checked up on us, and I reassuringly told them everything was fine.
"You took your time making it, so I still want to taste it. I'll have whatever's left in the pot."
I grabbed a spoon, the pot and a wooden placemat and sat next to Elias. With his greyish blue eyes, he stared at me as I tasted his chicken alfredo. It surprisingly didn't taste weird or gross. It actually tasted pretty good. "You can cook well," I exclaimed. He nodded his head as I continued eating. I took a spoonful of the chicken alfredo and brought it near his mouth. He looked at me strangely before finally giving in. Hesitantly, he opened his mouth and ate the food.
That afternoon, was the first of many afternoons we had spent together.
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