'Where you are, seems to be, as far as an eternity'-Maroon 5
'How does it feel, to know that you'll never be alone?'
Chapter IV
Missing you
Ever since the 'Edward incident'-fine, that was an exagerration, since three hours ago- I couldn't stop thinking about what came over me...or maybe what came over him. One minute I was standing there, in the corridor with him, screaming my head off at him, next minute you know, he's kissing my face off so hungrily and passionatly, you'd think we were lovers that hadn't seen eachother for years. He started it though. He just grabbed me, it wasn't fair. But it was slightly my fault too, I kinda did lead him on. God, I am such a slut. But what would you have done if you han't seen your lover for ages and you got the oppurtunity to embrace someone of such beauty as Edward? Yeah, that's what I thought.
You see, I have a weakness. I am a helpless, love sick fool. I fall into temptation so easily, you would think I am desperate. In actual fact, I'm not, it's just that, seduction is something you fall into easily. Just imagine, the most beautiful creature, your wildest desires right infront of you, their arms open, calling you to them. So alluring, yet so dangerous.
I don't think anyone would be strong enough to just stand there. Even I admit it. Hell, my species were designed to do that. We were built to allure, seduce and kill. It sounds evil, but that's the nature of it. And I fear it, as I know very well of my weakness.
I stopped thinking for a while, refreshed my mind and made my way out of my bed-which I had been crying my eyes out for so long. I straightened out my clothes and walked downstairs. Maybe I could make my self a cup of coffee. The minute I walked into the kitchen, I was met by a very worried looking Violeta.
''Giselle? You ok?'' She asked, enveloping me in a tight hug.
''Yeh, I'm fine I guess,'' I replied, hugging her back.
''What happened? You were locked up there for nearly three hours,'' she asked, pulling me away for a minute, so she could look at my face.
''Oh, it was nothing. I just started to cry because I miss Claude so much,'' not a complete lie. I do miss Claude, but the actual reason as to why I was crying was because of what Edward did only a couple of hours ago. I was confused so much, and when I'm confused, I cry. Don't ask why.
''Oh, darling. Why didn't you say so earlier. We were so worried,'' she said.
''Where is everybody?'' I asked, looking around. She let go off me, and took a seat back on the stool where she had been before.
''Well, the Cullen's left ages ago, and Penelopé and Luciano went out of town for some 'alone time','' she laughed.
''Oh, alone time, huh?'' I smirked.
''Yep...so, what you wanna do? We could pamper ourselves up a bit,'' she said, with a big grin.
''Oh God, anything but that!'' I said. I absolutly loathe pampering. It makes me feel girly. Gah.
''So, what you-'' but we were cut off by the phone ringing. What now?
''I'll get it,'' I said, in a huff. I grabbed the phone, and asked in abored tone.
''Hello, who's calling?''
''It's me. Claude,'' he answered, sounding tired.
''Baby! Oh my God. Hey, where are you? Why do you sound so tired? What's happening?'' I gushed out.
''Well, I just arrived from New York airport, and am by the Red Lion Hotel, in Seattle airport,'' he answered.
''You got a ride? If you don't, I'm going to be there in less than a second,'' I said, pure excitment in my voice. He chuckled.
''No, it's allright, I can get a cab. I just called to inform you that I'm coming,'' he said.
''No way am I letting you get a cab. I want to see you as soon as possible, which is why I am going to come and pick you up,'' and with that, I put the phone down, not letting him say another word.
''Violeta, you coming?'' I asked.
''Coming where?'' she asked, looking baffled.
''To pick up Claude from Seattle,'' I said.
''Um, I think I'll leave your meeting up thingy mijigy private, you love birds,'' she giggled.
''Oh shush,'' I laughed, and walked to the hall, grabbing my black wool shrug, and leather bag, which contained my car keys.
I walked outside up to my Bentley, and the minute I got in, I reversed out the driveway so fast, I nearly hit a tree. God I was excited. I drove soo fast, I thought I was going to fly.
20 minutes later...
I was finally at Seattle Airport, by the Red Lion Hotel. I parked my car at the parking spaces in the airport garage which was underground and had a few levels above. I walked out, and made my way outside, into the airport entrance, by the arrivals area. I took out my mobile phone, seeing no sign of Claude, and dialed his number.
''Hello? Claude, where are you? I'm in the airport, by the arrivals area,'' I practically had to shout into the mouthpeice, as people were shouting out to their loved ones, or talking very loudly. Jeez.
''Well, if you were to turn around, you would see that I'm right behind you,'' he replied, chuckling. The minute he said those words, I stuffed my mobile in my bag. I was so scared that he was probably joking or something, so I didn't turn around for a minute or so. Then I did. And when I did, it was like my path was cleared, and Claude was the only person I saw in the crowd. His beautiful face hadn't changed a bit.
I ran to him, into his arms, at such speed, that he nearly toppled over. He picked me up, showering my face with kisses. We stayed in a tight embrace for such a long time, that passers by started to look at us, as though we were weirdos. Which for that moment, we were.
''Oh man. You don't know how much I've missed you,'' I said, smiling so much my lips were going to rip.
''Me too...I thought I was going to go crazy,'' he chuckled, his sweet, tangible laugh.
''I really can't belive it your here! And so quick as well! God, what are we going to do first? What have you been up to whilst you were in Italy?'' I rushed out.
''Questions later. For the moment, just shutup and kiss me,'' he smiled, his oh-so gorgeous, melt-you-in-the-spot smile. I grabbed his face, and kissed him so deeply, I thought I was actually going to faint. He too started kissing me with such passion, making me forget about everything else.
''We...have...to...get...a...move...on,'' I whispered, inbetween breathes.
''Yeh...but-'' he began, moving along with my lips.
''No buts,'' I said, pulling my lips away, as much as I didn't want to, I wanted to enjoy kissing him privatly. And leave the rest for later. If you know what I mean.
''Yeh, fine. But I'm not finished with you yet,'' he winked, wrapping his arm around my waist as he led the way, his suitcase in his other hand.
When we arrived at my car, I opened the backspace and as I tried to stuff his suitcase in, he grabbed me from behind, kissing my neck and shoulders.
''You need help?'' He whispered into my ear, his cold breathe tickling my skin.
''Nope. I got it,'' I struggled.
''You really don't seem to be succeeding to get that in,'' he replied with a laugh, helping me out with the suitcase. When we got it in, I shut the backspace, and turned around to be caught in his arms like a prisoner.
''Hey, I thought we made a deal,'' I said, smiling.
''I'm sorry, your just so hard to resist,'' he whispered, kissing me softly on my lips.
''Well, there's time for that later. Now, we need to get a move on. So behave yourself,'' I laughed.
''Fine...your so evil,'' he whined, giving me a mean glare like a little child. I just laughed, and my way into the drivers seat. He sat on the passengers seat, and just looked at me.
''What do you think your doing? No way am I letting you drive. It's my turn...I want a feel of this baby,'' he said.
''Ok, whatever...if your so eager, then I can't stop you,'' I replied.
''So, what you waiting for? Lets swap seats,'' he said, moving off his seat, as I did off mine, meeting hallfway, as I slightly sat on his lap, and then slid onto the passengers side. He took his position on the driver's seat, and started the car.
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''So, what you guys been up to these couple of days?'' Claude asked, as Violeta handed me a mug of coffee, and sat on the armchair opposite to ours.
''Well, we went out and about, and just had some girly fun,'' a complete lie. I know. But I wasn't going to say 'well, we are currently on a hunt for Vincent, and we nearly got killed by his demons in the middle of the forest' now, was I? Exactly.
''You? Girly stuff? I can't believe what I'm hearing,'' he chuckled.
''Oh shutup,'' I laughed, as I playfully punched him on the arm. I was sitting right next to him, with his arm stretched out across my shoulders. I found it quite difficult taking a sip of my coffee, so I placed it down on the marble coffee table.
''Penelopé called earlier on, asking where you were,'' Violeta said, lying back on the armchair.
''Well, did you tell her where I was?'' I asked, trying to make myself comfortable by lying down, placing me head on Claudes lap. He started to stroke my hair, which calmed me down so quickly.
''Yeh, I told her you went to pick up Claude from Seattle airport,'' she replied, crossing her arms behind her head.
''Thanks babe,'' I said to Violeta.
''No problem man,'' she replied, lying back down on the arm chair, having a quick cat-nap, even though she can't technically sleep, but whatever. I looked up into Claudes face, as he stroked my hair. He noticed me looking at me, and looked staright into my eyes. He's know very dark, red hinted, black, burgundy eyes.
''When was the last time you fed?'' I asked, realising he hadn't fed in a long time, since his eyecolour was very dark. Plus, he was a full vampire, not like me part vampire and slayer. So it was harder for him to resist human blood, or any blood for the matter. And since he fed on human blood, his eyes were reddish, brown. A really deep colour though, so it didn't look completely un-human.
''Two month or so ago,'' he replied. Surviving on human blood has it's advantages, as you can last longer on it than on animal blood. And it's stronger.
''Well, you sure do need a top up,'' I replied.
''Yeh, I know...it's just that, I didn't really have the time,'' he smiled, removing strands of hair off my face. I analysed his face for a long time. His beautiful pale skin contrasting against his burgundy eyes and black hair, which fell at a side to his right eye. His beautifully sculpted jaw line looked perfect, as though hand made by the best craftsman in the world. His shapely lips set perfectly above his chin, his angular nose in proportion with the rest of his face. And his eyes, so deep and beautiful, yet mysterious, his eyelashes so thick and dark, it felt as though you could get lost in them forever. His eyebrows set perfectly above his eyes, framing his face. And one thing I couldn't resist realising, was that he was wearing a black shirt, which was open at the colar, revealing his perfectly sculpted collarbones, neck and a part of his hard chest.
''Are you going to look at me like that for the rest of the night?'' He asked, chuckling, breaking the silence.
''Um, no. Why,'' I asked. If I could blush, I would.
''Nothing, it's just that your staring at me as though you've never seen me,'' he smiled.
''You know, surprisingly enough, that's how I feel like now. You seem so fresh, so new to me. And I've missed you so much,'' I replied.
''Me too,'' he whispered, as he leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. Just one touch from him, and I feel like I have turned into hot chocolate, spreading around him. But he didn't stop there, because I pulled his face in closer to mine, as he started to kiss me more deeply. He moved from his position he was sat at, and moved ontop of me. His tongue brushed past mine, making me shiver in delight. His hand moved down my thighs, as his other hand cupped the side of my face. My hands were tangled into his hair, enjoying every part of him to the mximum, gasping and moaning against his lips.
''Um, excuse me guys. I'm still here ya know,'' Violeta said in a slightly disturbed tone. At that moment, Claude jumped of me, sitting at the end of the couch, by my legs.
''Jesus Christ,'' I whispered. Violeta just rolled her eyes, and left the room. I looked at Claude, who was breathing deeply, and unecessarily, might I add. He just smiled at me. I got up, and went to sit on his lap, facing him. He held me by my waist, gazing into my eyes.
''So, where were we?'' I asked, raising an eyebrow.
''I think we were somewhere about here,'' he smirked, leaning in to kiss me once again. Yet again, we were interrupted, as the doorbell rang. I saw Violeta rush past the huge Salon entrance -which we were in- and towards the door to the entrance. Next, I heard Penelopé's voice and Luciano. They were laughing about something. My eyes opened wide as I starred at Claude in shock, jumping off his lap, and straightening myself out.
''Why hello, hello,'' I heard Penelopé's voice call out. I turned my head around, from the place I was sat at, to see her and Luciano at the doorway.
''Hey Penelopé,'' I said, getting up.
''I wasn't talking to you, silly,'' she laughed,'' I was talking to that mysterious looking guy, which is sitting there, not making a single sound''. At that, Claude turned around, and got up, to greet a very amused looking Penelopé and Luciano.
''So, when did you get here?'' Luciano asked.
''A couple of hours ago, actually. It wasn't as far as I thought it would be,'' Claude replied, smiling sincerely.
''I see you too have got the English accent,'' Luciano said, chuckling.
''Oh my God, Luciano, what's with you and English accents?'' I asked, laughing my head off.
''Oh nothing. It's just that I find very unusual,'' he replied.
''Right. Unusual,'' I luaghed, shaking my head.