Chapter 2
"I heard and saw it all," I said. Gabby sighed.
"I'm sorry, but you should really see them. I think they, well at least he, tailed us on the way home." I looked out the door. It was the kind of door made like a window. Like a sliding glass door, but it opened like a regular door.
"Do you think he even likes me anymore?" I asked. She shrugged. Her black hair was in two frnech braids coming on both shoulders.
"Of course he does!" She slid the carton of ice cream over to me and I dug my spoon in. After I ate a bite I slid it back over to her.
"Are you sure? I mean he really wanted to see me, but maybe he was just looking out for Lissa." I knew she still wanted her friend back. She had felt me through the bond today. Maybe it would be a two-way bond now.
"Sure. Did you see the way he looked at me? He was desperate to see you!" She said around a mouthful of icecream.
"Maybe Lissa's been bitching aobut it!" I took a bit of icecream. Then when I gave it back to Gabby she scraped the bottom clean and got up to throw away to box.
"So Jake should be home soon," Gabby murmured. Jake, her ex, had moved in. While they were still friends I knew it was akward so he was thinking about moving out, but couldn't find another house for a better deal.
"We're pathetic!" She nodded.
"Eating icecream over guys. You over Adrian and me over Jake," she said.
"What about Jake?" The man in question walked in the door.
"I was talking about how much you need to tell us if you're going to be home or not so we know to get you food or not," I said, covering for Gabby. She sent me a thankful look while Jake opened the microwave where a McDonalds bag was sitting.
"What'd you get me?" He asked, already getting out the bag.
"Only two Big Macs and a Large Fry. There's a Tea for you in the fridge." He opened the fridge, got the tea out and then stood at the bar, eating. Why he didn't sit down, I don't know.
"There is a reason we have chairs is for you to sit in them."
"Well, I'm hungry and don't feel like moving." He had already downed one Big Mac and half the other one. The fries were now long forgotten.
"Go away!" He yelled when I grabbed his burger from him, took a bite, and then gave it back. I smiled, showing him my food, and then walked upstairs. Gabby followed me, laughing her butt off.
"So, what are you going to do about Adrian?" Gabby asked.
"I don't know," I said. "Do you think he really tailed us?"
"Yes, I do. Did you not notice the black car with tinited windows being us the whole time? He's really one for being obvious. At first i thought it was a freakin' cop!" We were in the little room upstairs. Off to the left and down a hall was a bathroom and then my room. To the right was Gabby's room.
"No I didn't notice because I was too busy counting our tips," I shot back at her.
"Touche." (I think that's how its spelled)
"So if he followed us, why isn't he here or something?" I asked.
"Maybe he's bringing everyone later," she said. She walked to the bathroom and I followed her.
"Well, maybe it was just a pervert from the bar," I countered. "Maybe he plans to rape us or something." She got the brush off the bathroom counter and started to brush her hair up in a high ponytail and then put makeup remover all over her face.
"I don't think so. The people at the bar usually aren't as secretive and get all on our back end and honk the horn and yell out the window." She passed me the makeup remover. "You need to get that off or you'll get pimples." I sighed and brushed my hair back, putting on the cream.
"Why are you so casual about this?"
"Because it was bound to happen. Look, lots of dhampirs leave the moroi and dhampir society or aren't even born in it. Take this house and our job for example. There are enough dhampirs here hiding out in L.A because moroi don't come here as much because of all the heat and sun. They probably came to the club in the first place because you might have been there or someone might have saw you. Moroi come to the clubs around here trying to hook up with dhampirs." She started to rinse off her makeup as I finished putting on the cream.
"Well, then why this club?" She gave my a sympathetic look.
"Sweetie, it was just chance. Destiny." I started to wash the creamy stuff of my face too and then brushed my hiar back down. It fell in those dark waves.
"You showering tonight?" I asked.
"No, in the morning." She took the hint and left. I got in the shower, doing all the things neccesary to keep my job. Double conditioning in case to give my hair extra shine, bodywash that keeps my skin soft, and shaving for obvious reasons. After I was done I brushed my teeth and made sure they were white. After I dried my hair I pulled it back and twisted it so much it twisted in intself to make a bun. I went to my room and collasped on the bed, loving the feel of not having to stand on my feet anymore.
"If only I could have a normal job with normal people and be normal."
