Chapter 7

The drive back to Eric's bar, Fangtasia, was a really silent one. Chow had been told to run back to the bar instead of ride with me and Eric and, of course - he had agreed. So now here was me and Eric, in a car, on our way home – silently - with his anger and my wounds. How fun! Eric drove up the drive and pulled over. We sat in more silence for a moment before I tried to get out of the car.

'What were you thinking?' Eric asked in quiet anger, he wasn't looking at me but he still reached over and stopped me from opening the door

'Eric, I-'

'Why...?' Eric asked sincerely, but his fangs still popped out and he still looked angry.

'I don't really...' I said nervously 'Eric, I'm sorry.'

Eric turned to me now and grabbed my wrists.

'Do you know how worried I was about you?' He asked me, he really made me feel so guilty I could cry 'How many people I really thought I could kill just because I believed they were lying about where you were?'

This kinda got to me and I looked up at him then.

'Eric...' I said 'I-I'm really-'

He looked at me for a moment and then kissed me before I could think – it was hard and passionate.

My face burned as I realised what he was doing and I just stared in amazement at how much he seemed to be enjoying every moment. I tried to sink into it too – which wasn't hard to do as he had had years of practice – and I seemed to enjoy it too much, as if the feelings he had for me... I felt for him too. We pulled away and leaned on each other for a moment – Eric caressing my hair and me just trying to look down and away and think of something else, which was hard to do.

'I was really very worried about you...' Eric breathed after a moment, but he still sounded breathless from the kiss.

'You're... You're really very bold about you're worries' I smiled, still looking down and away and blushing. Eric sat back how he had been a minute ago and then he got out of his car; I tried to do the same but within a split second Eric was round my side of the car opening the door, and I was falling out.

When we had gotten inside, I saw Chow and hobbled over to him as fast as I could. We smiled at each other and I gave him a quick hug before Eric kindly offered to carry me downstairs to my coffin. How funny does that sound? It sounds like some silly story about someone knowing exactly when they would die and trying to make sure to say goodbye to everyone before they go... I wonder if a story like that has already been written...

Eric popped me down into his coffin, and for the first time since we had kissed I noticed his fangs were still out – of course I'm not stupid – and I knew that vampires' fangs only come out if they are tempted to drink or if they get turned on.

Well, hey! Now I felt uncomfortable!

'You may sleep in my coffin today...' Eric smiled as he leant on the coffin's edge.

'And you'll sleep in mine?' I asked reluctantly, blushing with my newly noticed information.

Eric just looked over the coffin's open door to where my coffin was sat.

'Can you...' I said before I could stop myself 'never mind, never mind-'

'What?' Eric asked interestedly

'Well,' I said shyly 'I was going to ask if you could move my coffin round and sleep closer. I don't want to risk getting kidnapped again...' I smiled up at him. Eric gave me an odd sort of look, one that didn't look right on his face if you really knew him.

'But we have the part specially locked from the inside so you can only lock it from the outside if we tell you how' He beamed

'Well... still...' I said 'Never mind I-'

'No, I'll do it' he grinned 'but this does mean that you owe me, at least a little bit.'

Eric walked around the back of his coffin to move mine. I watched as he put his hands on my coffin and - as simply as moving a cardboard box – push it round by his coffin which I was sat in looking gobsmacked. I knew that vampires were strong but come on! He looked up at me and smiled.

'You know' He said as he stepped over to lean on my coffin 'You seem a little immature in asking me to do this, an adult – especially a vampire – shouldn't be afraid of things such as being kidnapped in their own heavily guarded house'

'Well I know that, but it happened before didn't it? Although, granted, I wasn't actually in the 'house' or even the bar, but still...'

Eric sat for a moment, an unreadable expression on his face and his mind totally closed off from anyone. Then his face softened and he smiled at me.

'Dawn is soon, I had best sleep. Although you do not seem to have the need to – you may want to join me' He said before stepping off into a different room to get changed.