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Chapter 8

Cris POV

I watched him leave before hurrying out of the frosty air and into the house. I was greeted by an eager Sky.

"Sorry, you were left alone for so long girl," I said to her kissing her apologetically on her black nose. She apparently forgave me because the next second I pinned to the floor having my face licked off. "Get…off… Sky," I managed to stutter between licks pushing her hard in the chest. Eventually I was able to shove her heavy body off me and sit up. Sky looked at me with a look that clearly stated her disappointment.

"Oh come on, you know I have to breath," I argued. She huffed as I got up off the floor and walked over to the fridge. "Shut up. You'll survive." I said answering her and scanned the contents of the fridge. There was no time to fix a full-blown meal before Dave got home so I decided on leftovers. Grabbing a pot from a cabinet under the stove I slid the leftover spaghetti into. Turning the heat to median, I grabbed two plates and two sets of silverware and placed them on the table.

"'K come here, Sky, lets get you some food." I called snatching her giant food bowl and filling it half way from her bag of dry food in the laundry room. After setting it on the floor, next to her water, I check on the spaghetti; then yanked my school back off the floor and headed to my room.

I loved my room. It was my personal sanctuary. The walls were painted my favorite color—a metallic blue. Bookshelves made of a dark wood lined the wall. Everyone was covered from end to end with books, anything from realistic fiction to sci-fi and fantasy. Well except for one shelf that hung over my bed. That one held my Beyer horse collection and pictures…of my parents. A collage of movie photos from Star Wars and Lord of the Rings hung in the open spaces on my wall. A desk stood in the corner closest to the window and farthest from the door. It was made out of the same dark wood as my bed and shelves. It was covered with random pieces of paper, pencil colored and graphite lay all over along with a random oil pastel here or there.

I quickly dumped my school bag on to my bed and the oil pastel and paper Kyle had given to me on to an open space at my desk, and then hurried back to the kitchen to check on the spaghetti.

The garage door slammed as I stood at the stove stirring the spaghetti.

"Cris, I'm home." I rolled my eyes—no dip Sherlock. Where else would you be?

"Hey Dave, how was work." I replied pouring the steaming pasta into two soup bowls.

"The usual. How was school?" I sighed—this was how our conversations over dinner always went.

"The same." I lied; he would so kill me if I told him the truth. I set the bowl of spaghetti on the plate in front of him and pulled the Parmesan cheese out of the fridge.

"Mmm…you do make the best food," my uncle mumbled diving into his spaghetti. I did a mental eye roll. This was his attempt at being nice.

"They're just leftovers." I shrugged. We finished out the rest of the dinner in silence—an awkward silence. I shoveled down my dinner as fast as possible. The quietness was starting to annoy me.

"Dave, I'll be in my room." I said getting up quickly from the table.

"'K." Rinsing out my bowl, I set in the dishwasher and hurried to my room, thankful Dave was in such a pleasant mood.

Setting at my desk I pulled out the little schoolwork I had and began working on it. Sky lay on top of my feet keeping them warm for which I was thankful. My room can be the coldest in the house.

Finishing my work in less than twenty minutes I pulled out the drawing Kyle had critiqued the day I had met him and began working on the wolf's head determine to get it right.

A small tap on my window caused me to fall out of my chair in surprise along with breaking one of my best pencils. I sat on my carpet startled, then it hit me. Rushing to my window I peered out from behind the curtains to see Kyle's perfect face. I quickly wrenched the window open to let him in.

"Hey, Cris how was your evening." His honey smooth voice melted over me and my brain whirled to form a coherent sentence. A low growl broke through my trance and I glanced around to see Sky, crouched low her teeth bared, growling at Kyle.

"Sky," I rushed over, grabbing her collar. "What's wrong with you?" I had never seen her look so vicious. Her fur was fluffed out and her muzzle wrinkled in a snarl.

I looked at Kyle confused, but Kyle wasn't looking at me instead his crystal blue eyes were fixed on Sky. He began to walk closer, taking slow steady movements while I held my seventy-pound dog back. Carefully Kyle bent down until he was eye to eye with Sky and slowly with one of his long pale hands he reached out and touched her muzzle.

Sky baulked at his cool touch and let out low whimper. Kyle moved his hand across her face and to the ruff on her neck. He leaned closer to Sky and whispered gently into her ear. Immediately Sky relaxed; her tail lower and her blue-black fur lay flat.

"What was that about?" I asked, still gripping tightly to Sky's blue collar afraid to let go. "I've never seen her like act like that." Kyle stood up removing his hand from Sky's head.

"Animals have an inert instinct that tells them to avoid us vampires. Sky was acting on it."

"What 'cha say to her that made you calm down?"

"I just told her I would not hurt you."

"That's it?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah…I guess she knows she can trust me." He held out his and to pull me up from the floor. I took it, cautiously letting my hand fall from Sky's collar. "Don't worry, she wont attack me." Kyle said seeing my hesitation. "So, what do you want to do?" He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer.

"Oh… I don't know. How 'bout we start on my homework," I said seriously wiggling out of his arms.

"What do you mean you have homework? You only went to first period today." Kyle replied aghast.

"Well, just because I skipped school doesn't mean I can't do some homework like… my English homework that I was assigned first period today." Sitting down at my desk I pulled my English packet out of my bag. We were reading Catcher in the Rye and Mrs. Jones had assigned us to read the next chapter and do the questions. I had already finished to book so I just had to do the questions.

"Okay, I guess if you really want to do you homework…"Kyle trailed off coming up behind me. I turned around and looked firmly into his amazing stormy blue eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure." For now. Usually I did not like to get my work done but as I had missed the day today I figured I should get done what I have. It would at least make a good impression on the teachers. Plus Kyle was with me so it'll by much faster.

"Sometimes I'm not sure if I really understand you, Cristina." I made a face at my full name; I hated it. It sounded so…well…girly.

The English packet really did not take that long. Kyle knew the answer before I had even finished reading the question. Putting the thick packet back into my bag I turned to Kyle who was sitting on the edge of my desk.

"So, what 'cha want to—" I was interrupted by a knocking at my door. "Shit." I had totally forgotten Dave was here."

"I'll be back," whispered Kyle into my ear, then he was gone. Dave peered around the door.

"I wanted to make sure you were doing okay." He said actually sounding concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just finished my homework." I said a little sharper than I wanted to, but he had interrupted my time with Kyle. He caught the tone in my voice.

"Okay, I'll be watching the game." He said, "If you need anything…" He left. I rolled my eyes. Why does he always have to interrupt everything?

"You know he just cares about you" I jumped.

"Don't do that," I cried clutching my chest. "And where'd you hide, 'cause Dave would have killed me if he knew you were here."

"I told you earlier today I can make myself go unnoticed. I was just standing in the corner." He nodded in head to the corner between my closet and dresser.

"You were not." I stared at him. He was about 6 foot there's no way he could have just stood in the corner. I blinked; Kyle was gone.

"Kyle, where are you." I looked around. My window was still solidly closed and my closet door stood wide open as if to prove a point. "Not fair." I stamped my food. "Kyle." I heard a chuckle behind me and swung around. Kyle stood there smiling brightly.

"Fine, I believe you." I sulked leaving Kyle standing there and plopped myself on the bed.

"Aw, Cris, don't be like this. I was just teasing." He came up to wrap his arms around me. Spinning, I swung around my lumpy pillow and caught Kyle full in the face.

It surprised me as much as it did him.

"Hey." He protested

"You deserved it."

"Fine, you're right." He ran towards me faster than my eye to see and before I knew it Kyle was pinning me to the bed. A triumphant smile covered his face. "And, you deserve this." His face, which was already just an inch away from mine, came closer and our lips met. I melted; all my thoughts were gone from my mind. All that was present was the feeling of his cool assertive lips on mine. Knowing I had to breath, Kyle pulled away and nuzzled my neck.

"You have always smelled so good." He whispered, running his nose along my collarbone. I blushed, Kyle looked up, running a cool pale finger along my reddened cheeks. "And I love it when blush." I turned a deeper shade of red and Kyle chuckled.

To cover my embarrassment I twisted to look at my clock. 9:45. I groaned.

"What?" Kyle asked surprised by my change in mood.

"Its 9:45 and I can't focus on less than eight hours of sleep."

"Does that mean I have to go?"

"Yes, unless you want to spend the night." I said jokingly.

"Saying as I don't sleep, sometimes I do it anyway." He rolled off me, and settled down next to me, smiling again. Could I ever wipe that grin off his face? Probably not.

"You what?" I managed to choke out. "You've been in my room before." Kyle looked at me then laughed.

"In you room? No, mostly outside you window."

"Oh my gosh, you are unbelievable." I ran a hand through my long blonde hair.

"I really wasn't lying when I said I was watching you." He smirked.

"I didn't think you were lying I just didn't think you were watching me sleep." I thought for a moment. "How long have you actually been watching me? I know you told me you followed me to Europe and stuff, but why did you not come out and introduce yourself or go to my school in New Jersey?" I twisted on my bed to face him propping myself up on my elbow.

Kyle sighed. "Well, like I told you I first ran into you two years ago. It was at a mall in New Jersey. I was staying with the emerald clan and my sister and her friend, Brook, wanted to go shopping and of course pulled me along." I smiled at the thought. "Well, we were just leaving a clothing store when I saw you and your friends, two girls and a boy sitting on a bench eating. The moment I saw you something was immediately different. I wanted to go over and pull you with me, show you everything I know, buy you special presents." He grinned, rubbing his thumb over my freshly red cheeks. "'Course Brea and Brook pulled along before I could really comprehend what happened"

I laughed. "Yeah, I think I remember that day. Kelli and Megan kept going on about this hot guy who had look at them. It must have been you." I reached over and tweaked his nose, giggling. Kyle always put me in such a giggly mood, one I couldn't explain.

"Yes, it must have been." He glanced at my clock. "Well, saying that you can't focus with out eight hours of sleep I should probably go." He leaned over, kissed me on the forehead and pushed himself off the bed.

"Yeah, your most likely right." I sighed.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow." I nodded as Kyle pulled open my window. A blast of cold air blew through the room sending a quick shiver across my body.

"Wait." I said hastily as Kyle began to climb through my window into the icy wonderland beyond. I ran over to him and kissed him full on the lips again. He froze in surprise then responded, his lips moving softly and carefully against mine. I savored the moment then pulled away.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I breathed looking up into his perfect face. Kyle leaned down whispering in my ear, "I love you," and gave me one last quick kiss on the lips before disappearing.

KPOV

I ran, though not far. I never could be far from Cris; she was like my drug. Even though I really had just known her a couple of days it felt like I had a reason now. Something different in my life…something that I had been unconsciously searching for throughout my short 79 years.

"Hey." I spun around surprised.

"Oh, hi Brea." I hopped up onto a tree branch about ten feet off the ground. Brea joined me uninvited. I knew she would, so there was no point in arguing.

"You seem really distracted. Usually I can't sneak up on you like that." Brea looked at me her cobalt eyes searching.

"Yeah…well…" I was hesitant, but I had never been successful at hiding things from Brea, she's my sister, so I let it spill out. "I'm worried."

"About…" she prodded.

"Cris and Mark and Cassius and everything" I sighed.

"Kyle you can't control everything." Brea put a comforting arm around my shoulder.

"Yeah, I know…but I feel as if I should be able to do more. I don't think Cris really understands what it means for her to have the mark, or the bond between us."

"Kyle, you can't expect her to understand. Dude she just found out her boyfriend is a vampire, her parents were murdered, and she had an evil vampire bounty hunter after her. Let alone learn she is supposed to be the leader of our kind. I'm surprised she hasn't deemed you insane yet." I stared at an owl sitting silently in a neighboring tree.

"Kyle." Brea's cut sharply as she put two strong hands on my shoulders twisting me to face her. "You can't blame yourself for these things. You were there to save her life. Stop acting so pathetic. You're better than this. Cris will need you and you have to be there for her." Releasing my shoulders, Brea leapt down from the tree and ran into the darkness, leaving me to my own thoughts.

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