I stared out my window, waiting for the sun to set. Wanting to get out of here I decided I'm done with my family. Only my dad and vampire boyfriend care about me.
I grabbed my backpack and flew open my window I scaled down the side of my house and ran into the night. I only had 65 dollars and my boyfriend, Alexander, doesn't know what I'm doing he's still mad at me for trying to end my life. He told me a Goth beauty, like me, should never let a knife touch my delicate skin. I had promised I wouldn't do that again. I think he believes and trust me. So if I go to his house, would he let me stay or kick me out?
I had to think fast so I decided to try it. I ran to the mansion on Benson Hill where he and Jameson, his creepy but loveable butler, lived. Knocking on the door I looked up and saw the light in his Attic bedroom go on. The sound of feet running down the stairs and the sound of the door unlocking drew my attention back.
Alexander, My Gothic Beauty, looked down at me through his sapphire eye, his black hair still in his eyes. He looked as though he just woke up, which he probably did. He looked just as handsome as ever in his black button down shirt. His chest was showing slightly and his black jeans were not buttoned yet, another sign that he just woke up.
"Raven," he yawned, "What are you doing here?" He pulled me in a tight in embrace. GOD, how I missed his arms around me!
"I ran away!"I said my shiny black hair falling in my eyes. "I couldn't take it anymore only dad treated me nicely mom and Billy are just treating me terrible"
He pulled me inside leading me up the stairs. His closet was still open and I could see his coffin and the picture I took of me for him. He set me down on his unmade bed (he has to keep his appearance as a normal teenage boy up. He didn't even want me to know he was a vampire at first.
"Here, my love," he handed me one of his shirts "Put this on I'll be right back."He walked down the stairs and closed the door. I slide my black hair into a ponytail and took off my Tripp dress. I slide on his shirt that was even longer than my dress. When I looked into my pocket mirror by violet color eyes looked tired and puffy from crying. The purplish color seemed to be fading I laid down on his bed and it smelt like him and before I knew it I had fallen asleep.
When I opened them I saw Alexander Painting a beauty picture of Romania."Morning sleepy head," he said. I yawned and stretched.
"My eighteenth birthday is in two days. Can I stay here until then?" I looked down tears filling up slowly. I was afraid he would kick me out, "I'll text Becky and tell her if my parents ask I'm staying at her place… Please love… Billy and mom are yelling at me. I don't know what to do! Mom's pregnant… and she's making my life hell…"
"If Becky is okay with saying that you can stay." He sighed "but on two condition?" he stopped painting and turned around to look at me.
"Anything at all love" I sat up smiling softly
"You still have to go to school. I love you and I want you to get an education." I nodded "I'll tell you the other thing on your birthday okay?" He looked down "text Becky tells her what's going on." I grabbed my phone and sent her a text saying;
Becky if my parents ask I'm Ur house. C u school tomorrow/today.
I turned my phone on silent "Thank you so much love." He grabbed my hand and held me to him.
"No problem. Let's get you something to eat and than get you to bed." He helped me up and led me down the stairs. He took me into this huge kitchen there was a small table that looked out of place in the corner. Alexander looked very nervous. "Sit down. Before Jameson went to bed he made Hungarian goulash." He warmed it up and gave it to me after five minutes. "Hope you like it" He sat across from me.
"Thank you love," I ate most of it feeling a tiny bit queasy. Which Alexander understood, he took my almost empty plate and I stood up stretching. When he came back in he seemed quite and out of it "Love what's wrong?" I asked and he just shrugged. He led me up the stairs and put me on his bed.
"I'll wake you up at five sorry that's early but I have to be inside my coffin before 6." I understood. He held my hand and I fell asleep forgetting everything but us.