When I opened my eyes, I felt completely groggy. I stretched and did a small yawn. That was the best sleep I've had in months. I sat up and noticed something was off.

I was on a big bed with fluffy sheets. I immediately started to feel my heart race. I patted my pockets but couldn't find my phone. I noticed my side was a little sore though. The door opened to reveal the guy with the tattoos. I believe Godric was his name.

"I heard you start to panic and decided I should check on you."

At first, I looked at him like he spoke a different language. His accent was a little different than I'm used to, though. I couldn't quite place where he was from. I cleared through my hazy thoughts and remembered Bryce, Godric, the bar, the Viking dude, and Monica.

"Where's Monica?"

Instinctively, I asked about her first. I want to make sure she's okay before I decide to get cozy with this vampire.

"She called while you were sleeping."

He took something out of his pocket and held it out to me. When I realized it was my phone I went to grab it. When our hands brushed, I got this flashback type thing.

"Are you staying here in the hotel?"

The girl swayed slightly on her feet. I could tell she was a little tipsy. She looked beyond exhausted and tired, but also kind of haunted. There was this look in her eyes that showed sadness and deep pain.

"Look into my eyes."

She looked into my eyes on command. I let her look into my eyes before giving her one last command.

"Go to sleep, young one."

Her eyelids immediately closed and covered those baby blue eyes. Her body buckled beneath her, so I swept her up in my arms bridal style. I carried her up to the room and laid her on the bed.

I gasped in shocked at what just happened. That girl was me, she had to be. She had MY looks. It was the same scene as last night, but I don't remember being told to sleep or being carried.

I grabbed my phone and scrambled off the bed. Godric had a shocked look on his face. I felt anger pulse through me as I realized that he 'commanded' me to go to bed. He did that glamour thing that everybody was talking about.

"You saw it too, didn't you, child?"

I shook my head. My anger started to fade as I started to feel more scared. Why did that just happen? What did it mean? What's going on? How did I see that?

According to everyone else, you're not supposed to remember when a vampire can glamour you. So why in the fuck did I? I did the first thing that popped into my head.

"I have to go."

I ran past him and out the door. After running through what seemed like an endless amount of hallways, I finally found my way to the lobby. I ran outside into the cool air that caused me to shiver. I wrapped my arms around my torso and found Monica's car.

I patted my pockets, remembering that I'm the one who drove us here. Being the stupid dumb ass that I am, I dropped my keys once they were in my hand.

"Just like in the fucking movies. Fucking perfect."

I know that's 'no language a lady should use' as my aunt used to say, but I don't really care right now. Instead of bending down to pick them up, I took out my phone and dialed Monica's number.

'Hey. You've reached Monica. Sorry I couldn't come to the phone in time, but if you leave a message I'll get back to you as soon as possible.'

"Monica, it's me. I can't find you anywhere and I just want to go home. I don't know what just happened and I'm freaking out! Please call me back."

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I don't need to get worked up. She's still probably with that Viking dude. I was about to reach down and grab my keys, but I felt like someone was behind me.

I closed my eyes tightly, scared to turn around. I swear my heart is going to jump out of my chest in fear. One of these days, I'm going to get a panic attack or something. I've had them before, I hope they don't start back up again.

"There's no reason to be afraid, young one."

For some reason, him calling me 'young one' made me feel like I was ten years old again. I let out a few deep breaths before turning around to face him.

"You don't have to refer to me as 'young one', you aren't much older."

Godric chuckled a humorless laugh before reaching down to pick up my keys. When he straightened up, he looked me in the eyes. I wanted to look away, but I was also stubborn and wanted to prove to him that I'm not a coward.

"I'm over two thousand years old."

I tried not to let the shock show on my face, but I'm sure I did a terrible job. I raised my eyebrows at him, as if he was crazy. Two thousand years old?!

I wanted to just face palm myself as I realized that he was a vampire. He sounded beyond wise and he was nothing like Bryce was. He must be an old vampire, right? Old but dangerous. I still need to keep myself safe. But a part of me wanted to argue that he wouldn't hurt me for some reason.

"You're ancient, man."

I immediately covered my mouth with my hand. If my mom was here, she would Gibs slap me. Gibs slapping is when you hit someone in the back of the head. Like in NCIS.

"It's okay, child. You're free to speak your mind."

I nodded and mentally sighed. Why must he call me 'child' or 'young one'? I may not be a legal adult, but I'm not that young, right?

"My name is Katherine, by the way. But everyone calls me Kat."

Godric smiled at my name. He extended the hand that wasn't holding my car keys. I gently grabbed his hand and shook it. His skin was kind of cold, but not uncomfortably so.

"My name is Godric."

I smiled. Maybe he's not so bad after all. He placed a small kiss on my cheek before placing the car keys in my hand.

"I heard you on the phone. If you want to stay with me until your friend calls you back, you're more than welcome to."
He took something out of his pocket and placed it in my hand. I realized it was a key card. I'm guessing it came from the hotel right in front of us. I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Why are you giving me this? I don't live far from here."

Godric closed my fingers around the key card and kept his hands on top of mine. I got this weird feeling, but it wasn't a bad one. I swear it felt like electricity or something.

"If you need someone to keep you company or if you should need me within the next week or two, use this key card. The room number is on it."

He kissed my cheek again before turning around and walking away. I looked down at the key card and almost ran after him. Almost being the key word.

I wished I would have run after him. If I would have ran after him, I wouldn't have done the stupidest thing I could have done. I wish I could take it back. I shouldn't have gone home.

-A/N

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