I felt the heat rise from within me. For all this time, my heart told me no. Now it screamed do it. Or was it the demon deep within me. I felt the irises of my eyes become hot. I closed them and groaned in pain.
I opened my eyes.
For the first time in my life, I opened the eyes of not just me, but a demon.
The stranger looked over me, half angry, half shocked. He has never dealt with his own kind before.
"I don't want to hurt anyone. Just please, leave."
He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came. He made his lips a thin line and the fire in his eyes began to die. He just stood there, not daring, or unsure of what to move. I just ran past him. I flew down the stairs. I ran out of the exit. I took off to home. I stopped running as the burning in my chest started to become intense. I moved my hair out of my face as I panted. Suddenly a car pulled in front of me.
The car was a muscle car, no doubt. It was black and had a blower in the hood. It had in cursive the word Charger on the side. Its growl vibrated all the way through me. It made my heart humm to its thrumm. The stranger stepped out.
I turned to run until he spoke, "Wait. I-I know what your going through. Let me help you."
"Help? You stalked me you prick!"
"I-"
He stopped himself. I turned to him.
"Just, get in."
"Uh, no way."
"Do you really think I'm going hurt you for what I am?"
Bastard's got a good point.
I sighed and walked around the car, its engine's constant thrumm almost terrifying, like it could try to hit me at any minute. Like it was alive. I opened the car and slid into the leather seat. He slid in next to me, looked around and stopped at my face. His line of gaze found mine and he held it. I looked into his brown eyes and saw the coals of that fire, start to stir. The heat started to come to my eyes as butterflies flew in my stomach.
"What?"
He blinked, cursed under his breath and replied, "Nothing."
He put it in reverse and the car purred in response as it glided back.
As he set it in drive I asked, my words shaky, "Where are you taking me."
"I'm not sure yet."
How could you not be sure? That's what I wanted to ask, but I felt my tongue was too dry to say anything. I let my gaze look over him, studying him over. My eyes stayed to long in certain areas, but otherwise he was well built, tall-
"Are you checking me out? Thought you were afraid of me."
His voice shattered my thoughts. Without thought I retorted, "No, your not even my type."
I could of swore I saw him smirk, "Alright chica."
He was at least a few inches taller than me; six feet no doubt.
I tried to search for what to create a conversation as he turned right and floored it. The car moved forward smoothly, the engine roaring slightly.
"Why did you offer to help me?"
"Because, I know how hard it is to keep it concealed, and besides can't have some woman running around causing chaos."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing against women, just-"
"How did you know what I was?"
He was silent. After a few moments, he answered, "I don't know. I just, felt it."
"What do you mean?"
"So many questions. My turn. How old are you?"
I kept my gaze towards the window as I replied, "17. You?"
"How old do I look?"
I looked at his face. He was serious, no hint of play or fun. "20-21"
"Close, 19."
We pulled up to a house.
"Who's house is this?"
"Mine."
"Um, I have things to get back to and-"
"I'm sure those can wait."
"I need to get back. I have-I have someone I need to take care."
"Who?"
"That's none of your business."
"Then it's not important."
He cut the ignition and turned to me, "Stay here."
He got out and made his way up the drive, flipping his keys. He opened the door and a boy, around 11 or 10 in a wheelchair answered. They talked as the stranger closed the door. I waited there, deciding on whether I should bolt now or see how this plays out.
If I bolt, I could get back to Red and take care of him, maybe ride him and get home. At the same time the decision of exploring this guy, seemed to be a good idea. He knew what I was after all. I could always come back though…
The car door opened.
"Come on."
I stepped out and he closed the door. I rubbed my red lips together as my green eyes surveyed him. He's so….dangerous looking. So- stop it Selene!
I followed him up the drive, looking on the street, my last chance to run was now. Everything screamed at me not to. I gave in and followed him in.