The next day Crystal woke up at near 8 p.m. Shit! How did I wake up so late? She hurriedly got into the shower and dressed, then hopped in her car and shot up to Menlo. By the time she got there, only Garan was left strangely enough. She walked over to the cement wall he was perched on to say hi. "Hi Crystal, what's up?" The resemblance to her is astounding…
"Not much. Hey Garan, I wanted to talk to you about something. I'm going to put this rather bluntly. I really am quite attracted to you, but…if you don't like me, you can tell me, I won't be upset."
"Well, why would I lie?" he replied as he hopped off the wall and walked away. As he walked, he turned around and took one last glance at her.
Those eyes of his, I feel like they pierce right through me…..and what kind of an answer was that! He has got to be the only person in the whole world you can't get a straight answer out of! Grr…he drives me nuts! Yet, I swear that makes me even more attracted to him. Crystal sighed and headed over to the stairs to the second floor of the garage. She spotted Garan's truck already leaving, so she decided to follow him. She kept her distance and turned her headlights off so he wouldn't see her. Eventually he pulled into the driveway of a large house in Edison. It was very simple on the outside, light gray plastic siding with black shutters around the windows, the roof was also black, and it had a one car garage attached to the left side of the house. There was not much for landscaping, just a long row of tall bushes on either side of the property dividing his home from the neighbors on either side. She parked down the street and crept up to the house, hiding behind a row of bushes. He was getting a bag from Electronics Boutique out of the back of his truck. "I know you're there. You can come out." He said out loud. Crystal was shocked. He saw me? But how?! She stepped out of her hiding spot and walked over to him. "I swear, this isn't what it looks like." She said sheepishly.
"So, why were you following me?" he asked.
"Um…I…I don't really know. You're not mad at me are you? I'm not some crazy stalker. I was just curious I guess."
"No, I'm not mad at you. But, since you're here, you might as well come inside." His warm smile reassured her, but still she felt uneasy. He led her through the front door to his living room. It was rather simple yet elegant. Midnight blue carpeting, white walls, with black drapes covering the two windows in the room. Against the far wall was a 60" widescreen television with a full Bose entertainment system. There was a black u-shaped leather sectional across from that, and in the center a black metal coffee table with glass top. Two elaborate wrought iron sconces adorned the wall on either side of the tv.
Garan gestured to the sofa. "Have a seat." Crystal sat down on one of the cushy leather seats, still a bit nervous. "Would you like something to drink?" he asked.
"Um…no thanks. Nice place you have here."
"Thank you, glad to hear you like it."
"So, uh, why did you walk away from me like that before?"
"I really do care for you, but I am a little confused right now." He sat down next to her and hugged her. He held her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. "It really is you." he said as he leaned over to kiss her. She was startled but returned the kiss. His slender hands caressed her breast and thigh. He moved from her lips down to her neck. Small pointed fangs slid down past his upper lip and he sank them deep into the pale flesh of her throat. Crystal uttered a small cry and went limp in his arms.
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