So, did Blake. "So, that felt like something that you've been waiting to do for a long time." I teased.
He laughed again, still on top of me. "What if I said yes?" He questioned. I knew he had feelings for me for a long time. I just wasn't sure if I felt the same. I mean thinking about him, as if I wanted him, made me feel guilty. Like I was betraying another person, which was kind of odd. Suddenly a face came to mind, a face that seems to come to my attention more than it should. Considering I've only seen him once, but still feeling like I've seen him way more than just one time. The guy from my dream, and from when we passed in the hall. The man with the unique brown, almost black hair, with the most penetrating blue eyes I've ever noticed. The boy whose name I came to know as Eden.
"Blake what happened to you just now?" I asked trying to divert my gaze away from the now awkward moment that had taken place.
He looked down at his hands trying to gather the right words to explain what had just taken place and then spoke gently and, yet, disturbed. "What if I said I'm not really human?" He was quiet for a moment but then came across too defensive. "Now hear me out and don't go on the assumption of me being crazy. Have you ever noticed something somewhat different about me, from any one else, rather unexplainable? Well, there is an answer I just don't know if you want to hear it." He said grimly and distressing.
"Blake I—." He stopped me from speaking by putting a finger over my lips."Look ok, I know that you don't remember, but I do know that you're trying to. You've known someone like me before, from our past. He went to our high school. Rose do you happen to remember a man named Eden Nathanial Lyle?" He questioned solemnly.
At first, it hit like an ocean shore rushing toward my feet, the current begging me to go with its wondrous navy flow. Subsequently it lashed and whipped at my shins and knees, pulling me in deeper and deeper. I wanted to remember, but something was forcing me not too, something that can only be described as magic. As the water came to my waist I noticed a figure in the water with me. A figure that is so entirely blissful and remembering, it hit me like a tidal wave. At least, at first that's what it felt like.
Eden started to disappear into the void and I couldn't get him back. I wanted to scream his name, scream for him to return but yet again something was forcing me to keep my mouth shut. I watched him go and then disappear into the now darkening water, which had soon become completely black.
I had come back to reality too see Blake staring at me intently. He gave the impression of being worried. For some anomalous cause I couldn't answer with a simple yes, for various motives my heart plummeted. "I… I don't remember him… sorry." I put my head down in disappointment.
I noticed that Blake had put his hand on my shoulder. "Rose, that's just fine, no need to be down about it, that's all the more of a reason to tell you now. Well, I don't exactly know how Eden told you but this is the only thing I can think of. So, I'm just gonna come out and say it. Rose, I'm a vampyre." He looked at me while I had become tense and perplexed.
Silence.
Was Blake being serious? Vampyre's aren't real, are they?
I suddenly broke out in high pitched giggles. Vampyre's are just myths and now he's going to make a funny joke about it. Blake's face said otherwise though. He looked completely grave and serious. He started too appear irrationally annoyed. "Blake… you can't be serious." I stated questionably.