Bloody Brilliant
Chapter Twenty
(A/N: Twenty chapters? I didn't even think this would go past two! :D CANNOT thank you guys enough, for keeping me from giving this story up!
This is Chapter Twenty, showing you into the mind of Mr. Alexander Sterling. A bat in this chapter, but no change in POVs.
P.S. I like typing up the bat. It's kinda nice, dontcha think? I shall type him (or her!) now, just for fun.
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Hmm. It actually kind of looks like a face. Oh well.
Chapter Twenty begins...NOW!)
The plane ride, overall, wasn't as agonizing as I thought it would be. I was sure that we'd be toast as soon as the sun came up, but it was only ten hours long, and the weather in Romania was heavily cloudy.
Raven walked out of the airplane, looking as graceful as a drunk. She was disorientated, sleepy, but she was determined to get to my Romanian home before the sun bore through the clouds. I must look somewhat like that.
"Where is your house anyways?" she asked me, as Jameson retrieved our luggage. "Do you live in a mansion here, too?"
I nodded. "A bit bigger than the old one." I took her hand in mine, mostly to remind me that I was here because she was my vampire mate and fiancee.
I glanced over at Jameson. He was talking urgently into his cell phone. Probably either Ruby or my parents.
"We'd better go," Raven whispered. I turned my attention towards her, and smiled gently at my sleepy lover.
Jameson hung up his phone and headed over to us. "Let's go," he said. "We'll grab a taxi."
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My previous home stood proudly in the middle of a luxurious street. People have gossiped that our neighbors were popular Romanian movie stars, but I have never actually expressed the desire to figure out if the rumours were true.
"Whoa." Raven was starstruck by my old abode. "You lived here? Really? It's so-"
I cut her off. "Expensive?" I guessed.
She laughed. "No. I was going to say, 'Not old'."
We cracked up. Jameson then called for us to help him unload the luggages from the taxi. After we were laden down with our possessions, we headed to the front door. There was a gate in our way, but Jameson easily kicked it open.
The ebony door loomed in front of me. I was nervous to ring the doorbell, although it was completely necessary. But I finally mustered the courage to do it, and I soon found myself staring at my exhausted father.
"Alexander?" he gasped. His eyes swivelled to Raven and Jameson. "What is going on?"
"Constantine," I said to him quietly, "our previous place has found out about me. We have to hide here."
My father looked at me, his eyes burning red with rage. "They did? And you brought along Raven?" But his expression softened when Raven spoke.
"They did find out," she admitted for me. "But I am now a vampire, so I think it was appropriate for him to bring me along."
He stared at her for a few seconds, then asked me, "Did you bite her?"
I nodded. "On sacred ground."
"And we're getting married," Raven added.
Jameson stood there, holding his small duffel bag of things. "Sir, if I may, I'd like to add that Miss Raven would be an incredible daughter-in-law. And your son hadn't gone to too much trouble before this."
My father raised a hand. Jameson stopped talking instantly.
"Raven," he began softly, "I do accept you into this family. But Alexander, I don't understand any of this."
"We'll explain later," I told him. "Are you allowing us to stay?"
Constantine nodded. "Of course. I would not deny my son, his butler, and his future wife!"