I was sitting on the couch in the Drakes living room, watching the Big Bang Theory, when I heard someone coming up from behind. Since I was used to weird things happening , like say, a vampire hunter spying on me and my best friend, Solange, and her family (which included my new boyfriend Nicholas, one of her 7 big brothers) or evil vampires trying to kidnap Solange I was suspicious about who or what it could be so I pretended that I didn't notice anything and then, when the person shadow was almost completely over me I jumped of the couch and turned around, already in battle mode. Before I could even see who it was I kicked out as hard as I could and I could hear someone grunt when my foot made contact with their nose. Before I could throw a punch against the persons(or vampires) face I was pinned against the wall, my hands over my head, and that is when I noticed that it was Nicholas that I had kicked.
"Opps! Sorry!" I said. "I didn't break your nose again, did I?" It had become a little bit of a tradition, me breaking Nicholas nose. It had already happened twice. But the second time it wasn't on purpose.
He grinned at me and shook his head slowly.
"You cant always get lucky, Lucky," he said and kept my hands where they were. He knew I hated that name. Lucky. What were my parents thinking naming me Lucky? My parents were those kind of parents, they were in to all those spiritual stuff, like chi. Or naming their daughter Lucky. Everybody, except my parents and, occasionally Nicholas, called me Lucky. When I was little I had made everyone call me Lucy and everybody still did.
"Oh, man. No more kisses for Nicky!" I said disapprovingly. He hated being called Nicky just as much as I hated being called Lucky. He lifted one eyebrow and leaned closer to me. I don't think it was just the vampire pheromones that made me want to kiss him. I was almost totally immune to them, practically living with 7 hot vampire guys and Solanges parents kind of made me immune.
" Are you sure about that?" he asked. I couldn't move away, even if I wanted to. And I so totally didn't. But I didn't want him to know that. Before Nicholas and I became an item we kind of liked to get on each others nerves. Like all the time. That's how I broke his nose the first time, he had teased me about something. And we still got on each others nerves all the time, just that now it was a little bit different. Because instead of hitting him I wanted to kiss him. So I just simply nodded to answer his question.
" Well, we'll just see about that. " he said and leaned in the last bit to kiss me. It wasn't like kissing any of the other guys I had ever kissed, and I haven't kissed a lot of guys. But this felt different, not just because he was the first, and only, vampire I had ever kissed but it was as if he knew just what to do to make my knees weak. I know, its such a cliché. But it was just like that. And the only thing keeping me up was his hands, holding up mine. As he kissed me he intertwined are fingers and as usual, I forgot to breath. He had started the kiss very softly but it became fiercer and hotter and the only thing keeping me from ripping his clothes off was his hands on mine. I didn't feel, breath, hear, smell, live anything that wasn't Nicholas, it was just the two of us in the whole world. And just then he broke the kiss. I was disappointed, of course, but what could I do? I was human and he was a vampire. And when we kissed my heartbeat sped up. And that wasn't good.
"Don't." he said. "Don't ask me why I cant change you because I´m not going to do it. So, just…don't" It wasn't the first time we'd had this conversation. And me being me, I did it anyway. It was in my nature not to listen to anyone. Especially Nicholas.
"But why?" I whined. "Why cant you just turn me? Your father did it to your mother! I ´don't see what the problem is! Don't you want us to be together?" I asked. He looked surprised at what I had said.
"Of course I want us to be together! But I wont risk you safety, your life, your future just so we can be together!" he said, letting go of my hands so that they fell to my sides again.
" But its my choice! Its my life! And if I want to become a vampire, isn't that my choice?" I asked as calmly as I could. He shook his head.
" We've already been trough this! And I am not going to go trough it with 10 vampires and a vampire hunter listening!" He spoke urgently now, as if our time was running out. And he was right, they could probably hear every word we said. 10 vampires meant that Isabeu was here and the vampire hunter was Kieran, Solanges boyfriend.
" Well, you know what? When you want to talk about it you know where I live!" I said as I stomped out of the living room. And that was when I thought that the only thing that had ruined my dramatic exit was that I had suddenly remembered that I didn't live at my parents house any more. I lived here. In the same house as Nicholas. Oh, well, I thought. At least I didn't trip and fall.