Chapter Two - I Know You Better Now
Desmangrabbed my hand and started to walk with me down a dirt pathnear us. It was a really silent walk to where ever he was bringing me. I didn't feel like talking and I don't know if he wanted to talk neither. So I just kept quiet. It felt amazing with Desman's presence. He was such an adorable person. His dark brown hair neatly place on the side, like Matt Brown! That YouTube guy! His cheeks where a little chubby and his braces made him look so innocent. His everyday clothes were mostly worn out girl jeans or some random pair of skinnies. His shirts were always bright and flashy neon colors. I felt so blah beside him, in my normal denim low rise skinnies and a purple hoodie, my neon green and bright purple shoes were kinda out there though. My hair maybe was pretty funky. Bleach blondenatural hair with aqua blue tips and two flashy pink highlights. My face was simple, and not much detailed that's when the make-up helped a lot. Are styles we alike, and we acted alike sometimes, but we weren't at all.
I haven't noticed we arrive to a building till Desman finally spoke up and broke my thoughts.
"We're here."
It was an odd place to build an institution but Ok? I glued myself to Desman side scared out of my mind; not knowing was waiting for me inside. I read mentally off a billboard 'Supernatural && Abnormal Record Institue'.I still wasn't sure about the record thing? It sounded kind of jail like. Criminal Records? What the Chesse Wizz was I thinking? I was just making myself scared for no reason. Seriously, I have no criminal records! Wait, do I? I've been busted for use of drugs. I paused in the middle of nowhere. Feeling Desmans presence slowly fading as he almost forgot about me. Till he tured around and looked at me.
"Just come on. It'll be fine" He dragged me in.
The doors opened by themselves, no surprise there. Our world became so lazy now a day, the toilets even flushed themselves! You have censored water taps and hand soap in public places! I still managed to get scared of automatic doors though, I don't know why. As we walked in a small room, I felt stared at from every corner, like any minute now something was going to attack me. Would Desmaneven let anything touch me? He was protective, but still, at what point was he protective? He must have felt my tension because he suddenly stopped walking and looked at me. He laughed and kissed my cheek…
"Everything is fine. Jeez, calm down." He smirked and started to walk again.
Another set of doors opened and caused me to jump again. A young lady was standing in front of us, chuckling at my over reaction. She was beautiful though, I'd say she must have been in her mid-30, for how long though. I wasn't sure…I couldn't tell yah. Strawberry blond hair, mid back, curly, hazel eyes. There a quick description. Oh! She was really thin too!
"Hey, Dez! Why you up here?" The women's voice was enchanting, but mysterious at the same time.
"Oh, yeah. Um, Marie I'd like you to meek Kindra." I frowned in disappointment, he used my full name.
"Nice meeting you." Marie smiled warmly.
I couldn't help it but shrug. I was lost in here. I didn't know what this place was, and everything looked so strange to me! It was all so new and confusing. What kind of records did I have to put in or get in first place? Marie looked at me and smiled again as if she just read my mind and laughed at me mentally. I looked at my side, feeling kind of on the spot. It was awkward and I didn't like her at all. Minus the fact, I didn't even now her. She might be like Desman, a human Teddy Bear.
'I labeled her, damn it.' I cursed to myself mentally.
"Oh yah! Dr. Theodore! Come on! You must be new! You must answer some questions for Dr. Theo." She smiled again, but less friendly that time.
"Come on, it's this way!" She said all cheerfully as she grabbed my hand to walk towards a corridor.
I just stood there in shock. She just touched me, no wait, grabbed me! And Desman didn't do anything about it. I wasn't moving till I got an explanation here! What the hell is this place? What the hell am I doing here? What are records? Mostly, why is she toughing me like I'm her sister or a close friend?
"Kiki, I'll make it all clear to you. This is a vampire institute, everyone in here are vampires. They have to record you in, so if there's any killing around that might be caused by are kind, they now everyone in are genre. They're not going to hurt you. This is why I'm doing this, because if you never do this, you might as well say goodbye to everything because once they would have find out your existence. They'll get read of you, permanently. So just please do everything they tell you too. Unless it's brutal and kinda freaky, then don't." He paused and looked all confused for a second to what he just said, then continued. "Just do this for me. I'll be with you all the time. I promise" He squeezed my hand and grinned.
Marie let go of my hand a few seconds after Desmanwas done talking. She just started to walk, leading the way to the office I had to go too. A few handsome figures passed by as I glanced back. It wasn't a shocker to find some cuties, but it was a shocker to find out Dr. Theodore was handsome. Compared to what I've been waiting for. I was waiting for some old guy, with grey/white hair and old round glasses, but he wasn't at all like that. He was maybe 5" taller then my 5'3". His hair was a brown tinted red-ish, and his eyes were blue like marbles.
"Hi, you must be Kindra." He smirked happily, as he waved us to sit down.
"Yes sir. Kiki, rather." He smiled back and chuckled at the end.
"Are you okaii to answer a few questions for me?" he looked worried that I'd decline.
"Sure." I replied sheepishly, as I looked over at Desman.
"Thank! Now let's start from the beginning. Where were you born?"
"Jefferson, Alabama." I replied straightly.
"Nice place…what year were you born in?"
"1981"I replied sheeply, as I shrugged and looked at the ground.
"You're roughly around 28 years old?" He looked at me oddly.
"Yes Sir." I never looked up at him to see his facial expression.
"How old were you changed at?" He never started a conversation, just kept asking questions. Somehow, it wasn't odd to me. I felt comfortable to answering these questions.
"19"
"Do you know who did it?"I blinked to try and remember a little.
"I was at a party…I was drunk…I don't remember anything, just a black hood and a guy with red hair." I put my knees up starting to feel weird and awkward with the Dr.
"What are you Parents name and maiden names?"
"Um, my dad is Jared Toyo. My mom is Melina Plaid." I managed to look up at him, to my surprise he was smiling.
"Are they still alive?"
I held on to my knees and went blank. I remember the day my mom started to get eating disorders. How she kept getting thinner and thinner. Everyday she'd get sicker and sicker, always blaming everything on me. 'Why couldn't you be normal?' Was what she'd always let out at me when I was younger? I've always asked myself why I couldn't be normal... I tried almost everything to make my momma happy back then, but nothing ever worked. It was so long ago. It's been about 15 years I haven't seen her. I seriously didn't now if she was alive or not…and for my dad. My dad was once a real good happy dad, who was always there for me. Things changed though, I remembered him clearer then my mom. "I hope you die soon', one of his favorite lines. 'You're useless to me!' another one. My dad and I used to be so close when I was a toddler and when I was growing up. He used to bring me fishing, with my uncles and cousins. I remember never being able to catch a fish. I don't know when the love left. He bacame an alcoholic, and I never knew the backgrounf behind the reason. Same with him…I haven't seen him in for ever. So I didn't know who was living or who was dead.
"Um, Kiki?" Dr. Theodore looked at me confused.
"I don't know if there alive, or dead! I haven't seen them for 15 years." I mumbled as I flung my head down again.
"Oh, sorry to hear that…"He paused, for a brief second then continued. "Does anyone know your secret?"
"Desman" I whispered more to myself then to him, but he caught on.
The room went silent…Desman was still quiet, sitting beside me. Unable to break the tension… Dr. was silent too, just looking at me. I wanted to go home, somewhere I could call home anyways. Somewhere I could see the old parents I had, that cared for me, and would hug me and be proud of me when I brought home my report card and had an 93% average. The ones who used to bake me birthday cakes, throw amazing parties for me, and never put me down.
"Thank for your time. This is enough data for now." Dr smiled shyly as he stood up to lead us out.
Desman got up and took my hand. I looked at him and smiled. He knew so much from me now and I still knew so little about his past. Sure, we've known each other for 5 years, but are preoccupations weren't to get into history…but now…it was going to be. I grabbed Desman's hand gladly and walked out of the office. What I was so scared of doing wasn't all that bad. Nothing to do with criminal records. I was waiting for something horrible and painful and extremely unforgettable, but that wasn't that bad. Dr. Theodore was actually a very nice men, I could tell by the way he asked me the questions and waited patiently for the answers. He wouldn't rush anything, and he knew when he hit a nerve.
Desman and I walked out of the Institute in a better mood then we walked in. I still haven't fed and my throat was dry. I needed to drink. I needed to drink more then anything right now. Desman tightened the grip on my hand and started to run, not knowing where he was going I ran by his side. Threw a whisper I understood a mumble.
"My house"
Desman stopped in front of his two story house. I still couldn't believe he lived alone in that thing. I lived in what, a one bedroom apartment, and I sill ended up felling alone. How could he deal with this big house to himself? It was kinda frightening… He let go of my hand to fish in his pocket for his keys. Successfully, he found them and unlocked the doors. I've been to his house many times…but what could I say about it. It was big?
I walked in and made my way to he fridge he never let me open before and found what I needed. I took out a sack of type a blood and poured it into a cup. Yeah, it must have been weird for Desman to see someone drink blood other then himself, because he was looking at me as if he have never seen this happen. Or maybe it was the fact I just walked into his house like it was my own. Or how I assumed to stash was in the unknown regrigarator. He smiled slightly as I took the last sip from the cup. I smiled back and walked to the kitchen, putting the cup down in the dishwasher.
"Desman, when were you born?" I asked out of nowhere.
"August 11th, 1979" He looked up at me satisfied.
"So, math wise…and apparently…you're 30." I giggled at the fact he was older then me.
"Dr. never asked you but when is your birthday?" He blushed but smiled…showing off them braces!
"January 28th" I looked at him happily.
"Why didn't I know this the first year we met?" He frowned…
It was actually a good question. We've never celebrated anything, other then Christmas, and New Year. Witch we would cook food we could never eat, and he'd try and keep me away from Erin, witch actually always worked out. Still, why haven't we ever celebrated are birthday's? It wasn't like we got any older, so we both thought it was unnecessary? I'm not sure…
"We're in July, right?" I looked at him, forgetting about his question.
"Eh. Yea, July 17th" He looked at my puzzled.
"Oh! So your birthday is next month!" I smiled as I started to giggle.
"Yeap." He mumbled trying to hide his smile.
"Why did you get changed into a vampi?" I looked at him from an angle and straightened up.
"I don't know…I thought it'd be cool living forever, so I made my friend Jack change me." He paused and looked at the wall. "It was a bad idea, because Jack and I haven't been friends since a good 6 years now. I haven't heard from him, nor seen him in a while now. He was pretty much my only friend… Till I started to go back to school, then I started to make human friends…normal people…friends. It was awkward at first, always hiding my secret, && always changing circle of friends every year. So maybe then nobody would start to notice that there was no age difference threw the years. I'd even change country and county just for that mater. So, I thought it'd be cool turning into a vampire, but it wasn't a thing like I expected." He looked back and me and faked a smile.
I think it's the first time me and Desman actually talked of are past. It felt good but it was kinda creepy. I could get so open with him, and he could get so open with me, that sometimes it would get a little creepy. I love Desman so much, but I still don't see or understand how he can't notice how much. He always tells me he loves me, but when I say it. His always like… 'Be honest' or he'd just look away like I lied or something. I'm not lying! I've never been this happy with anybody in the world! And of all people, he should now I'm not lying!
His school thing was kind of interesting, I haven't gone to school in three years. I should probably sign back up and join him in school. It'd be fun, maybe a little to weird hanging around with humans again, and making a social life. Maybe I could finally be that popular girl everybody loves, now that I've changed into a vampire I have no acne, my face is flawless my personality is charming and loving and my looks are amazing! I could be the girl everybody would want to be, because I'd be Desman's girl. I smiled satisfied of my thoughts, forgetting Des's presence as he looked at me confused.
"Are you Ok?" He tilted his head a bit.
"Yeap, I'm signing up for school with you, after summer! School does start in August and it's not to late!" I started to do a happy dance of satisfaction, I've finally said something that actually sounded fun.
"Kiki! That'd be great! Just me, you and the world of normal people!" He chuckled.
He agreed! He actually agreed to my idea! Maybe I'm not that stupid after all. I could get smarter threw the years of school. It'd be amazing! We could join Drama class! Learn French! Take Advance course's and rub it in everyone face! I could join the cheer leading crew! I could take dance classes! Learn Art! So many things, and eternity to do it all!
"AMAZING!" I yelled out!
Desman just laughed at me and ignored my happiness. Instead he came over to me and picked me up. He held me tight in his arms, as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He smiled and kissed my cheek as I cuddled my head in his neck.
"You're such a cutie Kiki." He walked over to the front door with me in his arms. "You've learned so much about me, and I've learn so much about you. It was like are little history melt down. Thank you." He put me down. "You should get home though. It's getting late."
I frowned slowly, not willing to move. I didn't want to go to my small apartment. There was nothing there for me. Nothing…I was alone in an apartment, it was far from being home, or any fun. I looked towards the door then back at him… I didn't want to leave. It was home being here, I wasn't alone…could I just stay the night. Just this once, I don't want to go home to nothing.
Desman looked at me slightly smiling…he was so confusing. He picked me up and twirled me around. I was so clueless. He wanted me to leave, now his spinning me around. Flying Bacon! Someone tell me his not loosing his mind!
"I knew you wouldn't want to go home. Stay with me! Please! Tonight, maybe even tomorrow! Just don't go please! I love it when you're here, and when you're gone this house is too big for just myself!" He gently put me back down but never letting go of my hands.
"Desman! Yes, I'll stay with you! Tomorrow too if you still want me too! Maybe even the day after that!" I giggled as I clipped myself into his arms.
"Tomorrow we could go get you applied for school and we could go shopping." He proposed.
I ran up the big stair case to his bedroom and jumped in his bed. He ran up after me laughing the whole way up.
"Do you need PJ's?" He looked at me weirdly.
I looked at my jeans then back at him. "Yeah" I blushed.
He walked over to his closet and looked around. He shot to me a random shirt and that was it. I pickedup the shirt and noticed it was four time my size. Was Desman once 400 pounds? The mysterious question, that shall remain unanswered. I laughed silently as I ran off to put the shirt on. The shirt went down to my knees, so I felt free to the 'taking off my pants' part. His shirt fit me like a dress, I floated in it. I walked back into his room hugging my clothes to my chest.
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Lexi. :)