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Chapter 3

I woke up with the blonde's head on my chest sleeping soundly. I really needed to learn her name I thought. I just stayed in bed with her listening to her breathe and her heart beat. Her heartbeat was different from other peoples'. It had a rhythm like a song you could dance too. It was beautiful the most beautiful beat I had ever heard. I was content to just stay there and listen to her heart but a draft in the room sent her sent into my nose. I went stiff. My mouth watered. I hadn't fed in a couple of weeks so my body was shaking because I was trying so hard to not attack the blonde in her sleep.

With my jaw clenched shut, I slowly lifted the girl and set her down on the bed. I got out and when into the kitchen. The apartment was modern and had top of the line electronics everywhere. I had an iPad that I used to control everything in the apartment from whether the curtains were open or closed to the water temperature of my shower and everything in between. I walked over to the fridge and a touch screen appeared on the front. I typed a number on the screen and opened the door. When I opened it, the inside changed from a typical fridge that held food to a fridge that held packages of blood. I grabbed two and downed them at the same time. If I was going to be around the blonde, I needed to control my thirst. After I finished I grabbed another and drank it slower.

Throwing the packages away, I turned back to the fridge and typed another number in and the fridge when back to normal. I looked at the food in there and thought about what I could make her for breakfast. I had been here last weekend with a "guest" and I had stocked the fridge beforehand. I grabbed the eggs, bacon, and orange juice. Walking to the stove, I put a pan on top and turned the heat on. Next, I went to the cupboard and grabbed pancake mix. I started mixing the ingredients together for the mix and poured the batter on the pan. I grabbed another pan and started making the bacon.

15 minutes later I had all the bacon made three big stacks of pancakes, and scrambled eggs. I looked at the food with a proud smile. I couldn't remember the last time I had made food nevertheless for someone else. I decided to go check on the blonde. I grabbed a bottle of aspirin and made my way to the bedroom. When I walked in, she was just starting to sit up. She had her left hand pressed against her head and her eyes were still closed. I took the opportunity to really look at her. Her cloths from last night were a little dirty and her shirt was ripped. She had a bruise across her neck that I hadn't noticed last night and her face looked a little swollen. I clenched my fist and took a deep breath to calm myself.

I knocked on the door frame to get her attention. Her head snapped in my direction and fear crossed her features for a second before she relaxed a little. I gave her a small smile and slowly made my way to sit on the bed. I took a deep breath looked her in eye and spoke calmly. "Do you… remember what happened last night?" I asked. She looked scared and looked down to see what she was wearing. "Oh no we didn't…" I let the sentence trail off shaking my head.

She let out a relieved sigh and said, "Oh thank God." Then she looked at my face and I think I had a look of hurt on my face because she quickly said "oh no not that I wouldn't want to… not that I don't find you attractive…" She was getting flustered and it was absolutely adorable.

I smiled at her and said, "Its ok I get it." She smiled at me relieved that I had understood her rambling. I asked her again "so do you remember anything from last night?"

She was quiet for a moment before she said "I remember being at the club, seeing you, walking down an alley and some… guys" she struggled to remember.

I handed her the aspirin and water from the night stand and said "here take this it'll make your head feel better." She took the aspirin and mumbled a thanks. "I'm Santana by the way. Santana Lopez" I told her.

"Brittany. Brittany Pierce" she told me with a smile. "So… what happened last night? I mean the last time I remember seeing you was when you were being whisked away and now I wake up in your apartment?" she asked confused.

"Yeah about that my friend Quinn, the blonde girl that dragged me out, she had something she really needed to get to" I lied smoothly.

"Ok so how did I end up here?" she asked.

"Well I went back to the club and I saw you walking down an alley" I didn't want to tell her about the three guys but she remembered them so I couldn't just keep them out of the story. I decided to tell her the truth of what happened minus some details. "I was in the alley you were walking down and I saw some guys… they pinned you up against a wall… one of them was… going to… do something. I stopped them before they could do anything but they still gave you that bruise on your neck," I told her.

She took in a shaky breath and said "I remember them talking to me. One of them grabbed my neck. Then the two on my sides were gone and I saw you walking towards the one that grabbed my neck." She looked at me with this new found memory "did you attack them?" she asked. I just looked down not answering. I was ashamed that I had let my anger get the better of me and I was also afraid that she was going to be afraid of me. But she wasn't. She just asked, "How did you get rid of them? I mean they were some big guys and no offence to you but how did you take on three big men that were going to attack me? Oh my gosh are you like a superhero? Do you have super human strength?"She was getting more and more excited the more she thought of me being a superhero.

I chuckled and said "No. I'm not a superhero and I don't have super human strength." She looked at me like she didn't believe me so I changed the subject. "Are you hungry? I made breakfast."

She jumped out of bed and said "Oh yes! I'm starving!" I chuckled and lead her into the kitchen. All of the food was on the counter and it was surprisingly still worm. She sat down at the counter and I grabbed her a plate and fork and handed it to her.

"What would you like to drink?" I asked as she filled her plate with food.

She looked at the orange juice that was sitting out and said "orange juice is fine."

"Are you sure? I can make coffee if you want?" I asked. She just gave me a mega watt smile that made me smile and she shook her head. I grabbed a cup, poured her the orange juice, and handed it to her. She gave me a smile as a thanks and continued eating. I just leaned against the counter and watched her. She was really beautiful even if her hair was a mess and her makeup was smeared.

She looked up at me and said, "Why are you staring at me like that? Do I have something on my face?"

She started whipping around her face and I laughed and said, "No, no you don't have anything on your face."

She nodded then asked "Aren't you gonna eat?"

"I already ate" I lied. She nodded again and kept eating. I continued looking at her. I was worried that she wasn't ok and she was just acting like it so she could break down when she was alone. "Are you ok?" I finally asked.

"Yeah I'm fine" she answered with a smile.

"Are you sure? Cause you were attacked by some random guys last night and you're acting shockingly ok with it," I told her.

She put down her fork and sighed deeply before she looked up at me. "I know I should be shaken up about what happened and I am a little but all I really remember is you in the alley taking me away from those guys. You saved me. You're like my guardian angel" she smiled me. "I still don't understand how you got rid of those guys," she said with a small smile playing at her lips. "What did you do? Beat 'em up?" she asked. When I looked down and didn't respond she gasped and asked "oh my gosh are you ok? Did they hurt you?"

She looked at me concerned and I just smiled a little and said, "No I'm fine they didn't hurt me."

Then she looked at me confused. "Wait. So if they didn't hurt you and you don't have any scratches that I can see, how did you beat them up? They were like ten times your size," she said in amazement.

"I had an adrenaline rush" I lied.

She caught on though. "Oh so like Edward from Twilight?" she asked with a mocking tone and a smile. "Are you gonna tell me that it's very common and I can Google it?"

I laughed and said "alright, alright. I take a kickboxing class every Tuesday Thursday at my gym." She was more accepting of this answer though I still saw doubt in her eyes. "So if you want you can take a shower here or I can walk you home if you need to get going. I don't know maybe you have work or something?" I asked.

She smiled and said, "Thanks San." I loved the way that nickname just rolled off her tongue like it was natural for her to call me that. I smiled at her, lead her to the bathroom in my room, and showed her how to work the shower and everything.

"I'll bring you some cloths you can change into" I told her as I walked out.

She smiled and said "thanks."

I closed the door and walked out to my room. I pulled out sweat pants that would fit her and one of my old t-shirts from the 70's. As I walked, back to the bathroom a grabbed extra towels in case she needed any and set them along the counter. I also pulled out a new toothbrush and hair brush that I had stored there and set them out for her. I also pulled out my hair dryer in case she wanted to dry her hair. I wasn't really sure.

I walked back out to the kitchen and started cleaning up. I worked really fast so I was done before she was even out of the shower. I decided to watch some TV so I wouldn't seem like a creep just sitting around waiting for her. I was watching an episode of Housewives of New Jersey when Brittany walked out wearing my cloths. She literally took my breath away and she was only wearing sweats and an old t-shirt. She saw me staring and smiled as she walked over to me and sat on the couch right next to me practically in my lap. Her sent was so much stronger after she had just taken what I assumed was a hot shower and it got her blood flowing nicely. I clenched my jaw again and tried to relax.

"Your shower is amazing," she told me. I just nodded still trying to control my thirst so I could breathe around her. "Thanks for the stuff you laid out too. That was really sweet," she said as she placed her hand on my arm. When our skin met, it was like an electoral shock went through my body. It burned but in a good way and when she removed her hand my skin where she touched was left tingly.

"No problem" I finally replied and I was glad my voice didn't sound like I was struggling to control myself. "So do you have work or something?" I asked. I didn't want to be rude but I knew she would be safer if she didn't stay around me.

"Do you want me to go?" she asked. Hurt written all over her face.

"Oh no I just didn't know if I was like keeping you or something" I replied lamely.

"Well today is your lucky day" she smiled at me. "I have today off."