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A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed for your kind words, and yes, I know that the last chapter was short. Part of the problem was whether or not I wanted something to happen in this chapter. Note: Some of the content in the chapter might pass for R. Don't read it if you don't want to! Either way, the mental conflict is solved and here is the next chapter.
I cleared my throat and dug my spoon into the ice cream again. I sighed and stared at the half full cup. I had lost my appetite, but I tried not to show it. I continued to play around with the ice cream, taking a few more bites before simply letting it sit there and melt. I looked up at Amy who seemed to be very interested in her ice cream after what I told her. I could already picture what she would do if I told her that I was a vampire. She'd flip her lid and then recoil and be quick to apologize.
"So," I said a few minutes later. "Do you have any past boyfriends that I should be on the lookout for? Any people that would try to kick my ass?" Amy smiled.
"Nope, not really. I think that your main problem will be Glen." She said. I nodded.
"I think that you're probably right." I paused. She was still avoiding my gaze. "Amy, look at me." Amy looked around the room for a moment longer and then met my eyes again. There was something in those eyes. Something…………painful, something from the past that seemed to have resurfaced.
"What's wrong?" I asked her. She suddenly looked on the verge of tears. I slid around to the other side of the table to be near her. I wrapped an arm around her.
"I'm fine." She said, her voice cracking.
"Yeah, and I'm God. Seriously, what's wrong?" I asked again. She raised her head and looked at me. Her make-up was smeared and her mascara was running.
"Can we go back to the car and talk about this?" she asked. I shrugged.
"Sure." We quickly got up, tossed the cups in the trash and made our way back out to the car. I sat in the driver's seat this time, considering that if we did start driving in the middle of this story, she wouldn't be able to.
"What's up?" I ask her for the third time when we both get settled in the car. She grabbed a Kleenex and blew her nose.
"I hate for you to see me like this. I can't believe I'm being so open like this. I mean, just a couple of days ago……………" she said. I nodded.
"I know." She took a deep breath.
"I haven't been able to carry on a very good relationship with a guy in a very long time. It seems like every time that I try to start a new one, it falls apart and he leaves me like this-crying and upset." She said. "It's been this way since I was in high school. My first boyfriend was an abusive one, and ever since then, it seems like that is the type that I wind up being with until they decide that I'm not worth it and leave."
"So you blame yourself for them leaving you." I said.
"It was my fault."
"How? By letting them beat up on you? By not wanting to be completely open with them because of the same reason? Amy," I paused, turning her head to make sure that she looked at me. "None of that was your fault. If they couldn't live with their own pathetic lives and had to take it out on you, then that was their own fault not yours. You are a wonderful, beautiful person and don't let anyone ever tell you anything different." I said. She was in tears again by the time I finished. I let her hug me and tell me that I was different from them and that she wished that she had known this side of me earlier.
All the while, I am thinking about how I am going to break it to her that I am not human. I can't continue to hide it from her. Even after five thousand years I still let it slip from time to time that I am a vampire and that is what always leads to my downfall. I sighed.
Life is never easy.
When we finally made it to the hotel, it was already 7:00 at night, so we both agreed to just order some room service and hang out in the room for the night. By that time, I had made up my mind that I was just going to tell her tonight and get it over with, before I could screw anything else up.
That plan didn't work out as well as I'd hoped.
"So, what do you want to eat? Pizza, spaghetti, ham sandwich?" she asked me as she stared at the options on the "menu". I sighed.
"Whatever you want." I said.
"Yeah, I'll take a medium order of pizza with mushrooms and pepperonis. Uh huh. Yup. Thanks a lot." Amy said and then hung up the phone. She came over to sit by me.
"What's wrong with you? My bad mood earlier didn't rub off on you, did it?" she joked.
"No," I said, thinking on how to phrase what I wanted to say. I knew that if I didn't tell her, it would just come back to bite me in the ass later, so I might as well try and tell her now before anything else happened between us. Something that she might wind up regretting.
"Well, what is it then?" she asked.
"I have to tell her, now, before anything happens." I thought. "Tell her, Khalon. Tell her now. Now………or maybe when the pizza comes. Yeah, wait until the pizza comes, talk about your being a vampire over the food."
"I'm just a little tired." I lied. Mentally, I was kicking myself. I needed to tell her soon, or I never would. Which wasn't really all that bad of an alternative, but I just……………I don't know, for some reason, my gut is telling me to tell her. My gut rarely misleads me.
"Tired of hearing me babble on, no doubt." She said, then she flipped on the T.V. "Do you know if there's anything good on?"
"Nothing much right now. They might be showing a replay of RAW." I said. She looked up the channel, and sure enough they were replaying RAW. We both sat there and watched as our match played out on the screen and then the spot where we kissed.
"Man, I looked stupid." She said.
"Not half as stupid as I did." I said, trying to keep her away from talking about her appearance. I didn't want to have to console her through another crying jag. Someone knocked on the door and I started to get up, when she pushed me back down.
"That's probably the pizza," she said, getting up and going over to the chair for her purse. "I'll get it."
"Sure?"
"Yeah, you bought the ice cream. This is my treat." I nodded. She returned a few minutes later with the pizza and some complimentary plates and napkins from the hotel.
"All right, dig in." She said, sitting down on the floor next to me again. I grabbed a few slices and quickly devoured them. Not much was said during our little dinner, we both simply watched RAW and stuffed our faces until we ran out of pizza. I still hadn't told her by this point and was about to go crazy. We both cleaned the mess up and mutually decided that it was time to sleep. Amy had, once again, made the reservations ahead of time, so there was only one bed. I turned out the light and we both climbed into bed.
"Tell her now. Come on Khalon, don't be a chicken, go ahead and tell her. You're the vampire, not her. You shouldn't be scared of anything based on the things that you've seen. Come on, don't let me down now." My father's voice echoed. I rolled onto my side to where I was facing her. I didn't realize that she was so close, and I damn near head-butted her. She was staring right at me, and although I knew that she could only see my outline, the fact that I could see her eyes looking right at mine was unsettling to say the least. Her eyes glowed, much like a cat's does in the dark sometimes.
I sat up and flipped the light back on.
"What is it?" she asked, sitting up next to me. She seemed like she had been waiting for this to happen all night. I opened my mouth to speak, but the just shook my head. I still couldn't tell her.
"Just spit it out!!!! Repeat after me: I am a vampi-" My thought train was suddenly derailed when I felt her hand on my thigh. I closed my eyes. "Shit" was the only thought that was running through my mind at that point. She slowly began to massage my thigh with her hand, and although I'm almost sure that she meant it in a comforting way, my body was not reacting the same way my mind was telling it to. I turned to look at her.
I was very quickly proved wrong about the massage being comforting.
They say that your eyes bear your soul. Well, that statement just proved true for me because I saw in her eyes what she wanted. I saw her intentions. I saw what no man was meant to see. I saw her soul in that one moment that our eyes were locked.
She came towards me with such speed, that even to my vampire eyes it was a blur. All of a sudden I was on my back and she was kissing me, touching me, and I had no clue how the hell it had happened. My mind was still in a state of numbness over the whole situation, but another part of my anatomy was quick to react. Breathing and thinking suddenly became hard things to accomplish. I was kissing her back before I realized I was doing it. Then all of a sudden, she broke the kiss and sat up. I capitalized on her hesitation. I rolled her over to where she was on the bottom and held myself up so as not to crush her. My breathing was already heavy and labored.
"I have to tell you something." I said, but she shushed me.
"We'll talk later, for now, just kiss me." She whispered.
"It's important." I said, desperately trying to get my head back on to the situation, and not her.
"Tell me later." She said, moving her hands up and down my bare back. I broke out in goose bumps because of her touch. "Kiss me again." She whispered.
"I'm not sure if kissing is the only thing that I can limit myself to." I breathed, getting closer to her neck.
"I'm sure we'll compromise." She said, then pushed me off for a moment. She turned off the light again and crawled over to me. I was sitting up again, and she sat across from me.
"I think that I should tell you this before we-" I cut myself off in mid-sentence when she removed her shirt. My jaw dropped. "Fuck it." I thought and then kissed her again.
"I'll wake up early and tell her in the morning." I remember thinking before she made me lose thought all together.
Mortal women. Can't live with them, definitely can't live without them.