His Eyes are Blue
Summary: I'm-as you probably know- Faith de Silva. And I'm in love with Magnus. Now, all I gotta do is protect him and keep my deep passion covered. Oh. Yeah. That'll be easy.
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize belongs to Meg Cabot or Mari Mancusi.
Chapter Nine: Magnus, King of the Vamps-and Jealous Ex
The next few weeks went uneventfully. That is, until the Christmas party. Let's start a few days before hand...
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"I hate all gift giving holidays," Charity sighed, collapsing on my couch.
"Why?" I asked, stringing some lights on the Christmas tree.
"Because, when and if I do get something nowadays, it's something I can't eat, on account of I'm a bloodsucking superchick."
"While we're on the subject of your oh so lovely race..." I had been pushing this subject for weeks. "What are blood mates?"
Charity gave a deep sigh and stood up. "Where's that book I gave you?"
"I'll get it."
A few moments later, Charity and I were on the net, and we were poring over the book.
"Blood mates are people who's DNA is compatible," Charity explained, "So compatible, that it reaches through... well, death."
"Excuse me?"
"Look," She sighed, pointing to the screen. A site was loading. My jaw dropped.
"OH. MY. GOSH. Magnus sure left that out."
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"So, Ben," Mom smiled her best fake smiled. "How have you been doing in school?"
"Fine."
"What exactly are your intentions toward my daughter?" Dad asked through gritted teeth. Ben looked a bit scared, and I couldn't let my guest-coughbaitcough-get scared, right?
"Dad," I said sternly, "He hasn't done anything."
Anything except try to make me do it with him and try to cheat on me with my best friend, and in fact, he's already cheated on me...
Tons of family were gathered around the place. Grandma, Andy, my three uncles, their wives and kids...
Still no Magnus.
Charity was looking her most festive in black jeans and a matching t-shirt. Did she mind that people stared?
Not at all.
I was still reeling over yesterday's info, and Charity was assuring me that if I fainted, she would not grab me and save my life.
A knock at the door.
"Ohmygosh," I hissed to Charity, checking my reflection. Red sweater, denim skirt... good.
I opened the door slowly. Blushing, I avoided his eyes, realizing that this breakup thing was harder than I thought...
"Hi Magnus."
"Hello Faith."
I opened the door a bit more so that he could walk in. "Nice to see you again."
He gave a small, sad smile. "Same here, trust me."
There was a long silence.
Thankfully, I have my pet vampiress to help out.
"Well, this is awkward,"
Charity commented, pulling us into the family room. "Now, let's
go and have Mr. Dark Lord meet your family, chums! Hah, reminded you
of jolly old England, Mag?"
"I do not say things
like that," He said through gritted teeth. Or fangs. Or both.
That's when he ran straight into Ben, who was going to get some more egg nog, which he did not need.
"You!" Ben cried. Magnus looked at him. He looked at me. Looked at Ben again. Ditto for me. Then, finally, he turned back to Ben and said in that icy voice:
"Me."
With that, he swept into the living room, looking all hot and angry and king of vampires and all...
Insert big sigh here.
"That went well," Charity grinned cheerfully, "I expected Magnus to slash the guy right there."
"Yeah, but in a way, it went great," I giggled, "My mission is on its way to being accomplished."
I then turned my head and saw my dad and Magnus speaking to each other. I went as white as Charity, which I didn't think was possible.
"Oh no."
Magnus and my dad are the exact same hight, and just as muscular(actually, Magnus a bit more so) and both looking all broody and serious. Except to me, it looks hot on Magnus and weird on Dad.
I ran over(which gave me the look of Elle in Legally Blonde, since I was wearing stilettos) in between them, and said in a rushed voice, "DadMagnusMagnusDadOKnowlet'sgoMag!"
And I was dragging him away.
"Actually," Magnus said coldly, "Your father and I were discussing something very infuriating."
"What?"
"You."
Charity snickered from her spot on the couch.
"WHAT!" Magnus and I shouted at her at the same time.
"Nothing," She replied, "Just thinking about what happened last time you two fought like that-remember where Magnus-"
"SHUT UP!" We both yelled again. My face was very red, and Magnus would have been if he could blush.
I put my hands on my hips and faced
Magnus again. "But on that subject, you were the one
that broke up with me, not the other way around. And last
time we were talking, it was all 'I love you Faith, I just haaave
to do this for your safety'. You know what? It doesn't look like
you were breaking up with me for security now!"
"I would
move this to the hallway bathroom if I were you," Charity
instructed in a bored tone. I grabbed Magnus's arm and dragged him
out into the bathroom for our 'discussion'.
"Maybe you weren't the girl I thought you were," He hissed in my face. I blushed a bit, glad that mobody could hear us.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You bring that loser in to make me jealous!" Oh, goody, I could see where I could get this.
"And..." I smirked, "What if I didn't?"
Magnus was silent.
"Ben's quite the kisser, by the
way," I continued innocently, "Even better than you."
Total lie. I mean, DUH, have you been READING the story?
Magnus
looked like he wanted to punch something. Excellent.
He suddenly looked up. He stared for a moment, then muttered to himself something like "For God's sake, Charity, you're a psychic as well as a psycho!"
He then looked down at me.
"So Ben's the better kisser, huh?"
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CLIFFHANGER! I love Magnus the flirt, don't you? Tell me what you think will happen! Btw, Bertha's gonna be in the next chapter... R and R!
