Just a little heads up there is a sex scene. I'm not good at them...so I apologize for the awkwardness. Another thing, I'm not a fan of Anna and Jeremy together. So their will be none of that shit. She's still in the story, but just as the annoying weirdo she is. Sorry for everyone who likes Anna.
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"Jeremy call me when you get this. Please." I sighed into the phone and hung up. My fifth time trying him.
I had come home for Tyler's sake. He was so broken and vulnerable, two of the many side effects from being in this family. Mom drinks religiously and pops pills. Dad stays at work twenty-four seven or whatever he actually does. My Uncle Mason moved away years ago. Alex refuses to come back here after what happened to her mom. Me, well I'm just dead. I'm sure somewhere along the lines my family could be blamed. This family tree is toxic.
After getting Tyler home and calmed down I went to my room and locked the door. I peeled off my two day old clothes and flopped down on my bed. My bed. It welcomed me with open arms. I checked my phone for any sign of Jeremy, but all I got was a text from Damon saying he's out of town and my stock is in the fridge in the basement. Perfect timing Damon, perfect timing.
The moon was high tonight calling me to it. I've always had a pull towards the moon. The pure simplicity and sheer beauty never failed to make me feel at home. Maybe I was meant to be a creature of the night, but this seemed wrong. I don't feel natural. We shouldn't exist, and yet here we are walking around in plain sight.
Ping!
Jeremy: I'm fine. Had a headache when I got home.
I sighed heavily.
Me: Jere there is something I need to tell you when the time is right.
Jeremy: I'm all ears.
Me: Soon
I laid my phone on the side table, how do I tell Jeremy I'm a vampire? Like, "Hey Jere, no worries, but I'm a vampire and I really want to eat you. I totally won't because I'm a good guy. Also don't freak out but I'm only alive because I drank your blood." Yeah, no. Like maybe I could pull an Edward and make Jeremy just figure it out. Fucking Twilight putting unrealistic expectations on us real vampires. Complete bullshit if you ask me. Maybe I should talk to Stefan first. Elena still wants to be around him even though she knows what he is.
Sleep began to override my curious troubled mind, and I let tomorrows problems stay in tomorrow, as my eyelids sealed shut.
Stefan's furious attempt at calling me woke me up, "Hello?" Sleep thick in my voice. It was barely four in the morning.
"Please tell me you've heard from Elena." Stefan barked.
"Not since the career thing last night. What's going on?" I sat up quickly ignoring the rumble in my stomach.
"She found out some news and left upset."
"Elena has been through a lot and kept her cool, what was so disturbing?" I asked slightly annoyed.
"She is identical to someone I used to know, Katherine." He whispered.
"Your ex? How is that even possible? That's creepy you know?" I scoffed.
"Look if you hear from her please call me." He ushered.
"Okay I will."
"Bye Avery." He hung up.
My stomach made a nasty growl. I had only a few bags left before I had to go to the house and stock up. The muscles in my back ached from how stiff I sleep. I stay in one spot, which always makes for a stiff back in the morning. Even though I had only four hours of sleep so far my mind was wide awake. I wonder if I'll ever wake up to just a normal good morning...
Jeremy crept his way into my mind causing me to blush. It's like a broken record in my head that sings, "Jeremy...blood...Jeremy...blood...Jeremy...blood." all day long. The sheer thought of him and blood in the same sentence brought unspeakable feelings to the pit of my stomach. I could just imagine Jeremy's hands running over my body while I feed from his neck...Oh my God I'm sex deprived. How is that even possible? My life sounds like a terrible mtv documentary: My name's Avery Lockwood The Horny Teenage Vampire and this is my story. I cringed at the inner monologue going on in my head. Thank-goodness no one can read minds around here. That would be cool if I could though. Potentially dangerous, but very very cool.
Somehow I had managed to get back to sleep, and now the smell of bacon woke me up. I used to love bacon. Now it's another reminder that I need to drink one of my blood flavored Capri Suns. I wonder if I dipped the bacon in blood if it would still be appetizing. That's another thing I need to ask Damon, can I even eat human food?
I dressed in a pair of jeans and white v-neck(girl version this time). Then made my way downstairs. Mom was washing dishes, and a hot plate of food sat on the counter.
"Afternoon Avery." I couldn't tell her mood just yet.
"Afternoon? What time is it?" I looked at the clock on the stove, it read four o'clock. I had slept the day away and missed school.
"There's a plate for you from lunch. I haven't seen you eat much lately." Her eyes had yet to look at me.
"I'd like to stay and eat, but I've got plans." I attempted a sincere apologetic smile.
"Just go." Her voice was gravely.
"Mom it's not-"
"Go!" The vein in the middle of her forehead poked out.
For once I just listened and left before things could escalate. Never had I heard her speak to me or anyone like that. She couldn't even look at me. Almost as if she knows what I am. If she knows about us, vampires, then what the hell is going on in the town? How far back does this stuff go? Damon and Stefan were both part of the founding families, and they were even turned by someone. That was well over a hundred years ago. I remember saying this town has deep rich history. Just how deep and rich is it? My curiosity lead me to the library to check the local archives. The town history must be public information. I've seen enough movies to know you always go to the library for old information.
I made my way into the library and up the stairs. The librarian directed me upstairs to the civil war days in our town. I caught wind of Jeremy's scent. He was walking towards me with a small black haired girl. They were laughing and looked like they were enjoying themselves. His eyes connected with mine, but he didn't look shocked or guilty. Not that he should. We aren't together or anything. Still just friends.
"Avery!" He smiled widely as they got closer.
"Jere." My voice couldn't match his excitement, nor could I keep my gaze from the girl. She looked uncomfortable and guarded.
"Ave this is Anna, Anna this is Avery my-" he looked at me a little confused for the right term.
"Best friend." I gave him the answer he was afraid to say.
"It's nice to meet you." She chirped. There's something off about her. Too much obvious innocence.
"Likewise."
"We were just heading to the grill. Want to join?" Jeremy asked hopefully.
"Of course." I smirked.
Anna's face faltered for a second, "Awesome! The more the better." I gave her a I-see-right-through-your-shit look.
We were playing pool for about an hour. Jere went to the restroom leaving Anna and me alone. My nerves were all on edge, and I was a minute away from smacking her smile off with a pool stick.
"I know what you are." She stood in front of me.
I narrowed my eyes, "Then you known I could kill you."
"I've got years on you child. Stay out of my way. I promise no harm to Jeremy or anyone here." She hissed.
"You-you're a vampire too?" I stuttered. I sounded like an idiot.
"You newbies are hilarious. Look I'll help Jeremy find out about us, without you looking like a monster. You have to stay out of my way. And do not under any circumstances repeat this to anyone. Not even Damon. Or I will kill Jeremy."
"How?" Her information was sending my head into a spin.
"I've been here for awhile now watching everyone of you." She looked away for a second, "Jeremy is coming back. We got a deal?" I shook my head yes not being able to think it through.
"Hey what did I miss? Ave are you okay?" Jeremy's beautiful brown eyes scanned my face.
"I'm fine. I've got to go. I'll call you later." I grabbed my purse off of the table and ran to my car.
This town is getting more and more complicated by the minute, and my head can't take much more of it. I can feel myself slipping further down the already slippery slope.
Someone caught my elbow before I could get in my car making me drop my keys. Jeremy turned me around, and I fell into his body. Why am I not coordinated?
"You know that I wasn't flirting with her right?" Jeremy's lips twitched up into a smile.
"I don't know anything anymore."
"Do you know what I think about when I'm not around you?" I shook my head no, "You. I can't get you out of my head." His face was so close to mine I could smell mint and diet coke.
Without thinking I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his. He gripped both sides of my face and pulled me closer. His body pinned my hips against my car. Jeremy slid his tongue skillfully across my bottom lip to deepen the kiss. I denied him entance and pulled away.
"Drive to the old Lockwood cemetery." I ordered shoving the keys at him.
In a second we were both in the Jeep speeding towards the only private place I could think of. My mind was foggy and clear at the same time. He looked so delicious, not in a I-want-to-eat-him way, in a I-bet-he-could-rock-my-world way. That was terrible.
I ran my hand up his jean clad thigh, slowly kissed his neck. His heartbeat quickened, and a thin layer of sweat coated his forehead. I could smell his adrenaline, it made me feel empowered. I made him feel like this, not Vicki and not that stupid Anna.
Jeremy parked under a big oak tree. The sun had already fallen and the stars were starting to come out. The moon hung high in the almost dark sky. Not wasting anytime, Jere laid the seat back a little, so I could crawl onto his lap. His hands played with the hem of my shirt like he was nervous.
"Don't be nervous. It's just me." I assured him.
"Will this change things between us?" I could feel his nerves tighten.
"Do you want it to change things between us?"
"I-I don't know. You're my best friend, Ave. I don't want to lose you again." He sat up and pulled me tight against his firm chest.
"I'm not going anywhere, Jere. You know how I feel about you, now let me show you." I pressed my lips against his, and slowly pushed him back down on the seat.
There were tiny sparks igniting in my stomach like the fourth of July. I had thought about this moment, dreamed about this moment, but never actually thought we would be here. I removed my shirt, then my bra, giving him a full view. Even with Matt I didn't let him see all of me. Jeremy's eyes scanned over my upper body with a hungry look in his eyes. He looked up at me asking permission to touch, like a kid in a candy shop. I gave him the go. His large smooth hands cupped my breast giving them a gentle squeeze. Then pressed my back into the steering wheel. His soft pink lips latched onto my already sensitive skin earning a throaty moan. I almost couldn't believe the sound came from my body. It sounded so primal and foreign.
I moved off of him into the passenger side seat to remove the rest of my clothing. When I imagined doing this with Jeremy it was slow and romantic-the best night of my life. Now I wanted to move as quickly as possible. The knot in my stomach was becoming an unwelcome nuisance that needed to be taken care of immediately.
Jeremy stripped himself of everything except his boxers. My eyes racked down his gorgeous body. When did he get so cut? The fabric of his boxers was tight around him. Fully naked, and completely unashamed, I straddled his lap again. My core lightly grazed his throbbing hard on. Jeremy sucked in a jagged breath as I grab his hand and lead it to the area between my thighs. His hand slid gracefully up and down the slit of my wet lips.
"Jere I want you so bad." I whimpered.
Without warning he placed a finger inside of me.
"More." I moaned.
Another finger joined the first while he pumped skilfully. His thumb rubbed over my sensitive bud. A disgusting thought passed through my mind at how he had learned this, but I quickly discarded it.
I reached into the opening of his boxers removing him from the tight fabric. He let out a thankful groan. My fingers wrapped around his impressive length and pumped him a few times.
"Jere I'm ready."
His fingers left my heat leaving me with an empty feeling. He took himself in his hand and guided it towards my entrance. I looked up and his eyes were staring right into mine. He wasn't asking for permission-he was looking for his best friend. The girl who had always been there for him. The girl that played football with him. The girl that thought him how to ride a bike. The girl who beat up Bobby Daverns in eith grade for throwing food at him. The girl that gave him his first kiss. The girl that held his hand while he cried at his parents funeral. Was she there anymore?
He must've have seen her, because he slowly inched himself inside me. My finger laced in his hair as he trusted up in fluid motions. There was a warm pricking feeling in my mouth. The more we went on and the higher we got, the worse it got. I kissed him to see if it would go away. The kiss was hot and sloppy, I trailed down from his ear to the base of his neck. My tongue lapped over the smooth area where his main vein sat. My fangs flicked out and sank into his neck. The warm flow of fresh blood coursed through my mouth and down my throat. A wave of pure euphoria washed over me.
"Avery what in the hell?" Jeremy's voice tore me from my high.