I wait still laying on the sofa, Nicholas insisted on going alone. He said he would do the hunt and bring me back what I need.
I'm not sure if I really crave blood or maybe just crave some alone time. Ryan tried calling, as did Olivia. Not sure about what to say to either of them I decided to turn my phone off completely. All I want to do is curl up in bed with a full stomach and forget about everything for a little while.
I bury my head into a cushion, trying to think of nothing. My body begins to feel light as everything begins to slip out of my mind, I'm soon to be welcomed in the dream world.
"Don't fall asleep, I've got what you wanted now join me in the kitchen!" Nicholas muttered loudly, I didn't hear him come in. It seems he is getting better at sneaking around silently.
In high speed I'm stood beside him. He has several sports bottles filled with the red liquid. He passes me one as he tucks the other five far back in the fridge. Stocking up on blood, good thinking old man.
As soon as the majestic liquid touches my lips, my whole body feels alive and my mind awakens making me feel every movement of the finery trickling down my throat. I pull the bottle from my lips savouring the electric flavour, this is one of the best things I have grown to love. This time I'm not feeling guilty because I'm not the one who killed the beast.
"You better hurry and drink up, you will have guests any minute now," Nicholas grimly announces, before I am able to ask who or why he disappears upstairs, typical.
I really don't want guests, once again it seems I will have to put a smile on my face until I can be alone again. Pushing the annoyance to the back of my mind I decide to drink the entire contents of the bottle, and oh how I adore each gulp of the thick quenching liquid.
As I'm putting the bottle in the dishwater, I hear my so called guests knocking at the front door.
Opening the door I'm welcomed by Ryan, Marcus and Olivia. Olivia automatically bounces on me, hugging me whilst dragging through into my living room, Marcus follows whilst Ryan shuts the front door and then joins us in the living room.
"We thought you'd like some company, and we well I figured why you've been actin a little funny today we thought you'd need all the support you can get at a time like this!" Olivia chirps whilst flopping down on the sofa.
"Why do I need support at a time like this?" I ask feeling slightly confused.
"Because you can't do this alone!" She laughs awkwardly, is she talking about me turning into a vampire?
"I have no idea what you're talking about," I tell her as I sit with Ryan on the opposite sofa that Olivia is on.
"You know the anniversary of your parents marriage and stuff," Marcus peaks up suddenly making me aware that he was here.
Is that this week? I look at the calender hanging feebly on the kitchen door, so it is. Unlike last year or the year before I feel no grief dangling itself over me.
"Ohh yeah that's it, I didn't know you guys knew," I pretend to act dumb. Ryan looks at me with disbelief, he of all people knows when I'm lying, I just hope he doesn't force it out of me because how can I simply tell them all that they were doing my head in, and I needed to be alone.
"Don't worry Olivia and Marcus won't be here long, so we can have the night together, and you can talk to me about stuff," Ryan smiles walking towards me, I let myself be held by him. Chills travel down my spine as he plants a singular kiss on the side of my neck.
I like the idea of being alone with Ryan, but to talk about stuff seems daunting. Just for him to close up on me, and me feeling frustrated, is it worth the alone time?
Marcus sits next to Olivia, she grabs his hand and they sit smiling at each other for a few seconds. Love, that's what I'm witnessing. The beautiful vicious creature, love. I sit back into Ryan's chest, to distract myself from the loved up couple I listen to his heart beat. It's steady as his arms wrap around me completely holding me against him.
The thought of Nicholas creeps into mind, he will upstairs the whole time. I wonder what Ryan would make of him, perhaps it just isn't worth the drama.
Together Marcus and Olivia stand up, Marcus speaks "We'd better get going leave you two for some alone time, what time do you want picked up Ryan?"
Ryan looks at me as if I was asked the question, I grin answering for him "Tomorrow morning," Ryan is now grinning too, earning a proud look from Marcus, whilst Olivia gleams at me with excitement.
I lead them out, I exchange a quick hug with Marcus, and a squished one off Olivia who carefully whispered 'Good luck' in my ear.
Returning into the living room Ryan is no longer sitting on the sofa, I hear him wondering around the kitchen. That boy is either hungry or horny, there is no in between. He looks up from the fridge with one of my sports bottles in my hand.
"What's this?" He questions.
"A protein, vitamin drink, it's medicated," I lie hoping he doesn't attempt to drink it.
"How come? Are you alright?" He asks concerned as he puts the bottle back.
"I am now, I wasn't. I was terribly unwell hence why I absent for a week or so," my lies are building up on top of one another.
"Why didn't you tell me that's why you missed my birthday, I've been meaning to ask you about that. You can make it up to me later," He leans against the fridge staring at me.
"Tonight?" I ask suddenly feeling weak at the knees.
Ryan slowly walks towards me "I've had enough of talking," He murmurs standing very close to me. The space between us becomes smaller and his lips clamp against mine. I barely notice when his hands find their way to my thighs picking me up, I wrap my legs around his waist as our breathing hitches and our kisses dampen.
He carries me for what seems to be a longer distance than the sofa, not once our lips break free from one another, he lowers me onto softness. He pulls away as he straddles me, looking down on me I notice he has taken us to my bedroom. If my heart could pound it would rapidly with nerves.
I smile up at him, his hair is messy. His hands trace down my neck, he looks as though he has something on his tongue, but won't say what's on his mind. I move my hands from his waist to remove his hands from my body, he watches me as I hold them.
"I'm sorry for today," He voice is hoarse.
"It seems we both are having a bad day," I try to make him feel better.
"No I mean I have had so much going on in my head, and I haven't even bothered to let you in on it," His body suddenly feels slightly heavy on top of me.
"It's okay I can't make you tell me anything," I smile sitting up slightly.
"How do I expect you to open up to me when I don't open up to you," he sighs heavily.
"Baby steps," I mutter not wanting to make eye contact, he's expecting me to tell him everything, I know he is.
"I've been taken riods," He said abruptly, my jaw drops slightly, he hangs his head looking ashamed. I am speechless, there's me thinking he had gone off me. Instead he had been pumping himself with drugs.
"Are you going to say anything? It's your turn I told you something,"
"I eh, well. I am... I want you to know, I didn't choose but it just sort of happened," I manage to say
He looks at me worried, really worried.
"What is it?" He cups my face in the palms of his hands, our noses are touching and I see his handsome green eyes search mine for answers.
"I am, I am v- I'm very in love with you," The words flow out of my mouth before I catch them.
He laughs loudly "You're the worst when you're nervous,"
I find myself grinning at him, what did I just do? Before I can apologies he kisses me again. Still feeling on edge I kiss back limply. He is on steroids and I told him I was in love with him, well that's not awkward at all.
We pull a part together, and for a minute we just look into each others eyes. He rolls off me so he's lying beside me on my bed.
"I'm glad I told you, there is other stuff too but the roids have been messing with my temper and I have been feeling terrible and ugh I just," He groans, I turn on my side to face him.
I put my arms around him, he cuddles into neck "It's okay Ryan, we can get through this together,"
He cuddles me, I feel guilty for not telling him my real secret. I suppose I should tell him soon.
"So what do you want to do tonight?" I whisper, he lifts his head smiling.
"Not what you think I want," He laughs.
"I was thinking takeout, movie and whatever else," I reply smoothly.
"Maybe you do know what I want," He kisses me sweetly.
"I'm sorry for before,"
"Don't apologies, personally I think I might feel the same..." if I was human I would be blushing furiously.
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