Moon Stalkers: True Bite, One Kiss.
Chapter 5:
I woke up the next morning feeling like shit and sore. I looked around and saw a bathroom on the other side of the room.
I quickly get up and walk to the bathroom. I pause as I walk in front of the mirror, taking in my reflection. I was pale, paler than usual; my hair was messy and tangled. What bothered my most were my eyes; I had dark circle under my eyes and the normal spark in my eyes were gone, replaced with emptiness.
"I look dead." I say softly. A flicker of rage wills up in me when I say that. I subconsciously reach up to feel my neck to find two small, almost completely healed, holes. "Damn Vampire, attacking me when I asleep." I murmur.
I walk over to the shower and turn the knob, warming the water off. I strip off my clothes and forgot to lock the door. I scurry over and lock it. By this point the water was warm so I walked in. I rested my back against the tiles of the shower and tilt my head back.
I wash myself quickly and when I get out without looking in the mirror. I sigh and look at myself in the mirror and growl at myself. "I need to stop. It could be worse." I tell myself and then I dry my hair and dress.
The towel was hanging over my eyes when I walked back into my room, still getting the last bit of water out of my hair. When I removed the towel from my eyes there was a man who stood at about 6'1 with long blonde hair and stubble lining his chin. From his complexion he was a vampire and he had a smug grin on his face.
"Who is this I see?"He asks with a painfully obvious French accent. I cringe slightly and send him a disdainful look.
"I am Arthur Kirkland. Who are you?" I ask him. I was wary of this man, he was dangerous and unfamiliar. I want Alfred. I think to myself. I took a step back as the Moon Stalker took a step towards me.
"Hmm, are you what used to be called British? Quite a heavy accent." He says with a grin, his fangs poking his lips. I felt panic rise in me as his eyes started to change red. "Too bad for you, mon chère, I am hungry little human." He says.
I went into a panic and darted for the door, but I was caught around the waist and pulled to the taller body. I went to scream for Alfred but a cold hand clamped over my mouth. I felt tears spring to my eyes and I struggled harder but was turned around to meet red eyes.
"Please don't." I whimper. With a cruel grin he made his eyes flash and I felt myself lose control of my body. I went limp in his arms and he lowered his mouth to my neck. I gave a whimper as he bit in harshly.
My brain grew fogger and fuzzier as time went one. I was about to fall unconscious when the Vampire reaches down my pants and grabs me. My eyes shot open and I opened my mouth.
"Alfred!" I scream loudly. I was hoping the Vampire had heard me. I closed my eyes when I was suddenly in a strong pair of arms. My eyes opened and I saw an angry Alfred holding me, glaring at the Frenchman.
He gently placed me down on the bed before shoving the other male into the wall. Through barely closed eyes I saw him pick up the Frenchman and murmur words to him in a menacing voice.
I heard the door open and close before feeling my head being lifted up and placed gingerly into a lap. I open my eyes and look at Alfred's face that was set into a soft expression. "Sunshine, are you feeling okay?" he asks. I blink at him, unable to respond. His face grew panicked.
"Arthur…. Listen." He says. "You need to drink some of my blood to get better. You won't turn; it takes more than one time. Will you?" he asks me. I blink lazily and nod slowly. My brain was too fuzzy to really comprehend anything and all I really heard was "won't turn" and "get better" so I nodded.
Next knew there was blood in my mouth. My eyes went wide for a minute before realizing his blood wasn't the taste of iron and salt, it had a more rich taste to it. I still found it repulsive but it wasn't as horrible as I thought. I could feel my energy returning as more of the liquid flowed into my mouth. His blood had a more ancient taste to it, full of power I guess.
I pulled back quickly and I saw the blood was coming from his wrist. He was staring at me with curious blue eyes under his bangs. I stare back at him and I sigh. "Thanks for the help Alfred." I say. A smile comes to his face and he sits me up.
"It's no problem." He says to me. I leaned against him for support, still weak. I sigh contently as he pets my hair. "I'm sorry." He murmurs softly, his voice barely audible. I give him a confused look.
"For what?" I ask.
"Yesterday." He replies simply. I remember and my hands clench. I sigh and give him a look of uncertainty.
"I have a question for you Alfred. What is it about my blood that does that? That makes you want to bite me and make me….yours?"
The Moon Stalker bit his lip before responding to me. "Quite frankly, I do not know. I have had countless humans here for me to feed off of, but you are somebody I cannot do anything to." He says. Next I knew, I was on my back the man on top of me. I felt a blush come to my cheeks.
"You are very important to me Arthur. I wish I could tell you why, but I wouldn't find the right words. I am afraid to break you, but I can't help my nature at times." He then takes a sigh, looking at me with azure eyes that mirrored the sky of old. "Arthur Kirkland, I don't want to hurt you," he pauses, cupping my cheek gently without me resisting, "I am sorry for hurting you, my ray of Sunshine." He says before pressing his lips to mine gently.
A shock went through my body when our lips touched. Unlike the few times before, this was gentle and he didn't try to press his tongue into my own. I was still like before, but my cheeks couldn't help but darken. It wasn't from embarrassment, I knew that much. I slowly, hesitantly return the kiss.
He paused briefly, surprised, but happy. He pulled me a little closer and held my cheek lovingly. I pulled back once the need for air became too much. My cheeks were thoroughly flushed and my hair was slightly mused. I smiled at him weakly as he gave me a bright smile.
"I like you." He tells me softly. I turn my head.
"I.. I don't know how I feel." I tell him. I felt my heart twinge when the bright smile fell from his face and turn into a frown before changing into a painful smile.
"I understand Arthur." He says sitting up. "I'll go and get you some lunch, seeing how you woke up late today." And before I could respond he was out of the room. I put my face into my hands and gave a weak cry.
"How is it I like him." I murmur. "He's a Moon Stalker, he can eat me. I can't like him." I sob softly. No tears came, but I was filled with turmoil.
I was filled with hurt. "How can he kiss me back but not know if he likes me?" I say as I rush down the hall. I was cracked a bit.
I bumped into somebody and I realized something. I can't act like this. I'm the vampire king. I can't be broken and heart aching over a human. I stop panicking and stopped. "I don't need to panic." I tell myself. I then quickly walk to the kitchen and got Arthur a muffin, eggs, and a scone.
I waited till Alfred came back before speaking. "I trust you." I tell him. I knew that whatever he did, he would do his best to not hurt me. It showed last night, today, and before that. I saw his eyes widen in joy and I smiled at him. "Don't make me regret those words Alfred." I warn. He then passed me my plate of food.
I ate it happily; content to feel his presence with me. "Arthur, what do you like to do for fun?" he asks me. I pause, taking a bite of the lemon scone.
"Promise to not laugh." I say before he nods. "I like to embroider, cook, and read books on Dark Magic." I tell him. A grin leaps to his face.
"I can get you some things to embroider." He offers. I look at him curiously.
"That would be great." I say. He presses a kiss to my forehead and I in turn blush. He chuckles. "Cute." He says.
"Shut up." I say to him. He laughs and lies down.
"Artie, I was thinking about taking you into town tomorrow." He tells me. I shiver at the thought. Then again, the grass outside was so green, it looked so soft. I look at him and nod. He grins and bids me a good bye before leaving me to my thoughts.
"Alfred F. Jones, I think I may be falling for you, despite what you are and what you have done to me." I say to myself softly, staring out the window and watching the people walk by.
Sorry bout the long wait everybody! I promise to put up another chapter before the winter break is over! (: Anyways, was Arthur's feeling to fast? I wanted to put this chapter out and may have rushed it. Anyways, Reviews mean a lot to me and tells me what I am doing right and wrong so don't be afraid to put in your 2 cents. Just don't be completely rude though. Thanks for reading this and reviewing!
I also want to give credit to Seth Kirkland-Jones for inspiration to help me finish the chapter. She helped me with the Francis scene. Thanks dude. :)