Four
I wake up in bed that felt like Egyptian cotton, and like Axel mentioned it was ruby red, not that I minded. The red made me feel comforted, like I was finally at peace. That thought made me laugh. I am the reason for peace. How could I say I am finally at peace when I made it all happen?
Axel walks in wearing red jeans and his hair is matted. This scares me so I rush to him. From his hair there was blood, the reason for it being so matted. He holds up his hands and laughs. "Hey, hey, no need to get so protective. I had a blood fight with my friend." Seeing my confusion he explains. "When vampire wants to have fun with one of its friends they go to blood bank and buy blood and fill it in squirt guns, creating a blood war. It is very messy, most of the time when we get thirsty we drink the blood out of our gun." I walk to the bathroom as he talks, and he fallows. I look in the closet to the bathroom, finding a red wash cloth I wet it in the in the dark brown (finally another color.) sink.
I motion him to the toilet and he sits. I tilt his head so that I could get a better look at the dark blood on his brown hair. I dot at the bloody mass making me think back to where he walked in and all I could think was, "Whoever did this is going to pay." I laughed and said to him. "You thought you were over protective." He starts to laugh making we wonder what he was laughing about so I ask. "What's so funny?"
He says, "When you get mad you tend to circulate out your thoughts so that I can hear them, I don't even think you intend to. Or when you have a strong feeling about something you tend to lash it out to me. I heard when you were asking yourself about your family, and their safe. It's just they still think you have gone missing, I went to tell them a few days ago that you were safe and that you were growing into a lady for them to see you as a young and proper lady." I blinked in amazement. "Wait that doesn't sound like my dad." Axel laughs, "Of course I had to convince him that I was marrying you and hoped that he would give me your hand in marriage."
Axel looked at me. I spoke to him still cleaning his bloody hair. "Well what did he say?" Axel grabbed my hand and said, "Do you want me to do this properly or just ask while you clean my hair?"