"Your not focusing Darren!"
"I'm trying" I moaned, not quite convincing myself let alone the great Larten fucking Crepsley!
"Then try harder" he snarled
"You know what, I give up!" I retorted, throwing everything within a meter radius at the gorgeous red haired vampire.
"YOU DO IT!I cried childishly and stomped out of the church we were sleeping in.
Hiding myself behind a large crypt, I burst into tears. I wasn't supposed to be crying at something so stupid. I was just one big failure, nothing I ever did was good enough for him.
How pathetic I must seem.
He knew it was important to me and he had to go stick his stupid scared face into my business. Its not my fault I was rusty when it came to this particular art. Everything was going well. They would have been a lovely surprise for him and a well deserved treat for me. They were going to be perfect, everything would have gone to plan if he hadn'tINTERUPTED.
"Darren?" a familiar voice called awakening me from my angered musings
Bringing my knees closer to my chest in a attempt to make myself less visible, not wanting to be see by him in my current state.
"Darren" he sighed, drawing me into his arms
"Come 'ere" he smiled as I struggled against his embrace.
"Leave me alone" I murmured into his chest, shirt already soaked from my fresh tears.
"Look" he said, unclenching his hand to reveal what was concealed in it.
A small fairy cake stood in its entirety, resting on his flour covered palm.
"Happy Birthday"
:P