Hey Everybody. I want to thank my first reviewers: Rukia Death Kuchiki and TearlessEyes for well reviewing. THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH!! :)
Previously - Raven confessed that she still loved Alexander even though he was a vampire.
*Disclaimer* - I still don't own Vampire Kisses ... :(
Ch.2 I'm Different
Alexander (POV)
All my life I faced loneliness. I wouldn't be able to interact with people of my sleeping habits. While I sleep, they (humans) go to school or work. While I roam the the night, the humans sleep peacefully unaware of my kind. Even though I don't kill humans for blood, others of my kind, vampires, do. I've always hated the fact that I am a vampire for I don't wanted to be a monster, so to ease my pain, I drink only animal blood.
Loneliness is supported from he fact that my parents stay away from me to keep my safe from my cousin Jagger. His twin sister, Luna, was born human which was crazy but true. Supernatural twins never are normal. Their family wanted me to bite Luna on sacred ground to make her vampire. That part was okay, but in doing so I had o bond with her forever. She and I were nothing alike. She loved pink, I stuck to black. How in the world did they expect me to be with her. As part of my blood I would expect them to be smart, but no that isn't the case. I refused their proposal which caused family problems. Jagger as competitive as is will do whatever it takes to make me be with Luna, even if it is by force. My parents and I split up. They stayed with Luna's family trying to console them, but Jagger won't stop til he gets his way.
That much I do admire Jagger for. I mean in my entire life, I've never met a single person, not a vampire nor a human, as determined about his goal than Jagger. He was truly interesting, but it is my duty to stay away to stray from him to avoid family disappointment. Deep inside I hated him; he caused my loneliness. It is wasn't for him my family wouldn't be under panic to send me away. But it was also because of him my family sent me and my family butler to Dullsville, where I met Raven Madison (the love of my life).
Raven has the most appealing personality. She has faced loneliness too. She also has faced rejection, which seemed unusual for a charming girl like her. She wasn't the best in academic at school, but she was clever enough too keep fighting with her enemy, Trevor. She also knew the key to a vampire's heart, actually my heart.
If I could just rip Trevor into shreds, I bit nobody would care. Each time he insulted her or even me, she would rip him through words. It was childish, but annoying. He was messing with my girlfriend, calling her and me a freak and I could do nothing about it. Of coarse I was stronger than him, I was a vampire, but for the same reason I needed to cool down. I wouldn't risk my identity killing him, it would be beneath me.
Now I have Raven. Raven loves me. Raven was my Gothic Princess. And I was her Gothic version the Prince Charming. She loves me no matter what I am and I know that for a fact. I played around with her to figure out whether she was joking or not and she wasn't. She even trusted me by coming to my house and also by closing her eyes when I carried her to our dinner. She's acting like I don't know that she's aware of what I am, and I would have believed her if I didn't see her looking at that compact and then looking at me. She loves me. She trusts me. I have somebody for me. Somebody I find under my interest.
Unlike Luna, Raven shares a lot in common with me. We both live for the night, even though she's still a human. We both love the color black. Raven does look quite charming in black apparel and accessories. Luna doesn't love me, she just wants to use me to be with her family. Raven loves and is risking her life just to be with me. Raven is quite on the contrar and can never be underestimated. That much to owe her. I learned that Raven isn't using my to become a vampire like she was framed at the Snow Ball. That proves that her love is true and she is mine. She is my Gothic girl.
I inhaled her delicious scent again as I ran at an incredible pace to our dinner spot. She already knew what I really am so it wouldn't really make a big difference. I was actually saving free time and allowing more time for Raven and me. She smelled wonderful, her blood was inviting me to suck it, but I would never do that to my Raven. After she came to me comfort from the dangerous and rejecting crowd/ population of Dullsville. She came to me for love. Drinking her blood would be very wrong. It would also make me monster. I love her, not her blood. I'll always be with her for I love her for who she is.
"You can open your eyes now Raven." I smiled as a let her stand. She stood for half a second then almost fell (I caught her). "Are you okay?" I asked truly interrogating her for assurance of her safety.
"Yeah, weak knees I guess," she answered. She found my concerned look and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Now for our wonderful banquet," I said dramatically as I took Raven's hand and twirled her around, "We shall feast on the floor. That isn't of your worry, right Raven. I mean it's just the floor." I knew she would say yeah sure even if she thought otherwise, just so she felt that thought she was cool. Sometimes my Raven did the funniest things. I think it's modern human problem, not hers.
"Yeah I don't mind the ground," she said hesitantly.
"Oh really. Well then we won't need the picnic cloth I brought, do we?" I smiled. She noticed my motive and punched me on the arm playfully. I couldn't even feel, but I faked my pain just for her satisfaction.
"You are the most amazing person I've ever met Alexander. Oh by the way I have deciding on nicknames. There's cuddly-poo, smoochy-poo, lovy-buddy, cuttie-pie, sweet-yumyums..." She looked at my eyes which probably show disgust. She smiled. "Shall I stop?" She took a bite out of her stuffed turkey sandwich. (A/N- think of the sandwhich as a Subway style sandwich. The sandwich has every vegetarian topping plus turkey pieces. It's supposed to taste good, but I never tried it. I'm vegetarian.)
"Oh spare me the horror!" I fake gasped. I mimicked her and took a bite out of my replica sandwich.
"I was thinking Alex, but Alex sounds too modern, you seem a bit ancient." I looked at her sceptically. She immediately looked as if she had said too much. She didn't want me to know that she that I was a vampire. It is an amusing topic. I smiled and her heart started beating a bit normally. Then she continued taking a bite out of her sandwich. I took out two paper-bowls and pour soup from a thermos in them. It was Romanian classic styled soup, Gouteca - my favorite. After chewing, drinking, and swallowing she started to talk trying filling in most of the talk-less gaps of our time.
"I was also thinking Lex, but that sounded multi and I know that your my guy and not my girl. Lex could stand for Lexie. I am straight." I could stand it any longer. I laughed like crazy. She smiled. She agreed that what she had said was laugh-worthy. We continued taking bites out of sandwiches and slurping soup. It was like we were on a regular date as regular people, but we both knew that I would never be normal/ regular.
"Then I came up with Xander, but that was way to sounded cool thought, but it was a mouthful. Is it pronounced zander or ksander?" I knew that was a rhetorical question, but I replied anyway. I knew that name by heart.
"zander," I said. She looked at me as if I was missing something, but my smile stunned her for a second. We both took out last bites of out sandwiched and our soup started coming to an end. I truly hoped that this wasn't our end of the dinner tonight.
"What nickname did you prefer, A-lex-and-er," she brought me back to reality as she said breaking my name in syllables. It was so cute they way she did it. She made black seem happy and beautiful. She was my Gothic Heroine. And I was her Gothic hero, or so I wished.
"I personally preferred cuddly-poo," I said smiling and looking into eyes dazzling her, "but Xander sounds more like me." She looked relieved. "Plus that was what my mom called me." That was true. It was another reason why I like that nickname. My first reason was it was way better than the other names.
"Then Xander it is." Her voice sounded so beautiful when she said it. It reminded me of my mother so strongly. She had the same long jet black hair and true pale skin instead of the make-uped pale skin my darling has. The only different feature is that she always had red lips and my Raven would be caught dead in red. Actually Raven would be caugth dead in pink or white. She wore red for her job she confessed about one time. She was truly and amazing creature.
The remaining pieces of our dinner was our drinks (for me a two cups of blood in glass and for Raven a can of Sprite, her favorite drink) and a family version of the famous Romanian cake - Cozonac. Our alternation is that the we add a spicy sauce to add taste. Raven stared at the sauce in horror.
"Don't worry it's not blood," I assured her. I took my glass of blood and showed it to her. "This is the blood. That dipping sauce is safe for you, okay?"
"Wait, are you admitting that you're a vampire?" She was stunned. She probably didn't expect this. Her heart rate went faster.
"Well yes I am, but would you already know?" I inquired.
"Yeah, I guess can't keep any secrets from a vampire. Just to let you know I was telling the truth when I said I love you earlier. I'll say it again if you want." She gazed into my eyes send shock waves when she said, "I love you, Alexander Sterling. My Xander."
I could resist any longer. As soon as she put down her drink, I kissed her hand. Then I slowly made my way shoulder kissing every inch of her arm. Then I kissed her collarbone every two inches. Then to the neck to cheek. Her heart rate was beating a very crazy rate. I knew she wasn't scared so that was fine by me. By now i was on top of her holding her in my cage while she was laying down on her back waiting for me to kiss her. I finished the process by kissing her delicate black lips.
"Wow," she said for me. The kiss powerful. It also showed true love because that was all that was between us, true affection. My Gothic Princess and I share true love and nothing beneath that. She stared into my eyes with her exotic blue eyes. Her eyes still youthful and playful while mine were ancient and strong. My gold eyes were a curse not a treasure to me, but Raven they were important as every part of me is to her. She loved me. She trusted me.
"Raven I love you too. You captivated my heart. You own my soul." I smiled into her eyes expecting warmth care for me. Just then a question that was bothering me for a long time popped up. It came while Jagger came to my thoughts. "Will you still love me even if that puts your family in danger."
She jerked at the crazy question. but thought about it. "I will because you will protect me no matter what. I believe in you. I have faith in you." Something about her voice made not fear Jagger any more. We would make it through this together as lovers. I inhaled her scent once more. It didn't bother me anymore. I officially over came her scent. The fear of sucking her blood is gone.
"Then there is no escaping me now. You have to be mine." I threatened her waiting to see her response.
"I don't mind being a prisoner of my lover. I actually feel a lot better." She didn't surprise me when she said that. I knew she loved me. Jagger would surely try to pull her away, but I'll keep her away making sure he'll never even know she exists. I am making a bet: If our love is true then, Raven and I will prevail. The answer is obviously we will prevail.
I felt a bit more confident. Raven made me confident. She is my savior. Would I be her savior in the end or would I kill her in my thirst for blood or would I kill her and curse her be making her a blood-sucking vampire? For now I know our love will rule. Jagger can't beat me.
That was chapter 2. How was it?
Chapter Summary: Alexander get confidence. He admits he's a vampire to Raven. Alexander's history is told.
Thank you again for reviewing! I have no limit for how many reviews I want this time for I know that at least two people are aware of my story.