Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long to update! .' I thought I had updated it, but then realized I hadn't, also I didn't have any time during the week, soo...I would also like to apologize in advanced for the short and mellow chapter. I had thought up something great, then forgot it during the week. :P (I have inspiration for other fanfic's though? Does that help at all?)
When Arthur left, I laid down on the couch tired and dizzy. How much blood did he drink? I covered my eyes with my arms to block out the little light that was in the room.
Damn. I'm being stalked by a vampire, and he just sucked my blood. There goes turning to the police for help.
I heard a small clatter of dishes and footsteps.
"I'm really sorry about that, luv." Arthur apologized, again.
All I did was grunt in reply. I really can't tell whether to be mad at the Brit' or some other emotion. A heavy object was placed on the coffee table, and Arthur sat next to me. I felt his cold lips press against my forehead.
"What are you doing?" I said, finally speaking. I moved my arm away to see him. He looked a bit happier now that I was talking…
"Trying to apologize" He replied kissing me on the cheek.
"You've said sorry a thousand times now." I mumbled as he kissed me gently on the lips.
"Hmm, it looks like you're still not happy." He kissed me again, only it lasted longer.
"I'm tired, alright?" I pouted.
"Do you want to spend the night here, luv?"
"I better get some sleep in." I muttered reaching for my phone. I took it out and texted my mom once more.
'Can I stay at a friends house?'
'School is tomorrow.'
'He will give me a ride'
'Fine'
I looked at the screen a bit puzzled. My mom must be really busy, or too tired to care.
"Is that a yes?" asked the curious Brit'
"I think so." I told him, not entirely too sure. "I just need to get to school on time."
"Perfect, maybe I could explain a few things to you then." Arthur said gleefully, "Tea, luv?" He asked, fixing himself a cup of the drink.
"No thanks." I sighed and relaxed once more on the couch, closing my eyes. This couch must never get used, because it is way too stiff. "Do you even use this room?" I asked mindlessly.
"Once and a while…I never have guest, usually…" He answered quite gloomily.
I opened my eyes and looked at him. He still sat beside me, a cup of tea in his hand. Arthur looked across the room.
"Don't you have any friends?" I asked.
He opened his mouth to talk, but then closed it again. After a few moments I was going to ask again, but he beat me to it.
"None that are human." He said dully.
"Why?"
He shot a glare at me, nearly making me piss my pants.
"Because I would do that," He pointed at my neck, "to them!" He finished, nearly shouting.
I touched the bite mark, it stung a little. He was so afraid that he'd hurt them, like this? I looked back at the British man-well vampire-; he was slouching over his tea, looking at the ground.
My friends and family usually tell me I can never read the atmosphere in the room, and that's why I'll get in trouble sometimes. Well I proved them wrong, this atmosphere was sad and lonely.
With some strength, I sat up on my knees and wrapped my arms around Arthur. Damn him for being so cute. I kissed his neck.
"W-what are you doing?" He stuttered.
"If you're really sorry, you'll let me have my revenge." I whispered into his ear. Why should he get to do all the seducing?
I tugged gently on his earlobe as I made my way back to his neck. I kissed his neck again, making Arthur gasp.
"Did I find another sensitive spot?"
"S-shut up you g-git!"
I bit down on the pale flesh, only I didn't have any sharp teeth to pierce it, unlike somebody. That said somebody; slipped out a moan through his teeth. My face heated up at the sound, but I continued and sucked on the skin. I didn't stop until I was sure I would leave a bruise.
"What was that for?" slurred a heated Arthur.
"I told you it was my revenge." I replied, laying my head on his shoulders closing my tired eyes.
"I'll have to suck your blood more often then. Ouch! I was kidding!" He said. I had bit his shoulder at the sly comment.
How will our night turn out?
