Ch6. Too Drunk to Care
Well Connor was right. I was still thirsty but I wasn't as on edge and annoyed as I was before. I still won't accept Sam imprinted me. She would never do that. Connor is leaving now. "Ok I'm going to search up this Sam and buy some stuff so we can hunt her down. I'll be back by sun down." He said as he walked out the door. Gwen sighed and laid on the couch.
"Good morning." She yawned and fell asleep. I steeled with the floor. Yeah that's comfortable.
I woke up hours latter and Gwen as waking up too. The sun was down and the moon was visible. Gwen looked at me and smiled.
"Thirsty?" she asked.
"You know I can't drink." I answered annoyed.
"I meant if you're ready for a transfusion." She laughed. I nodded and she got everything ready. I noted how she didn't seem to know what she was doing. I mean, she didn't even have the right stuff with her.
"On second thought I'll wait for Connor." I said.
"I can do it." She said dropping the blood bag and I saw she had an A+. I am B-.
"That's not my blood type even." I said avoiding her.
"Stop complaining." She said switching for an O.
"No." I said. "I won't stop. I hate it here. I want to leave. I bet I could find Sam and she has a cure for me. You people probably don't even care about me. I'm better off alone." I snapped
"You'll die alone. And we do care. If we didn't I would have left you in the alley to die. And incase it hasn't gotten threw your thick halfa skull, Sam doesn't love you. She hypnotized you into thinking that. If she loved you she would not have done this to you." Gwen snapped back.
"Your just jealous that I'm in love with Sam and not you." I answered.
"Why would I want to love you? Your annoying, ignorant, stupid." She yelled, with furry building up in her.
"I get it. No one loves you here. That's why you can't stand to hear me talk about my love." I said. I get it now. Poor vampires lonely.
She growled and tackled me to the ground. "Stop moving." She hissed.
"Get off me." I yelled trying to fight her.
"No, I'll drink you're blood and break the stupid imprintment. I don't care if you love a lamp, I am threw with this fake love session." She yelled as she aimed at my neck.
I bit my bottom lip to stop the moans from slipping from my lips. This feels almost better than when Sam bit me. Almost. She drank and drank, until she pulled off my neck. She whipped her mouth and giggled.
"I'm sorry that was rude." She laughed. I looked at her face and laughed to myself. She's drunk. I remember Sam saying alcohol and drugs don't get vampires high. They need excessive amounts of blood to do that. So little Gwen here has taken more than she can handle.
"A little drunk huh?" I laughed at her. She wouldn't stop laughing, like I was a clown putting on a performance.
"Maybe a little." She laughed.
"Get off me please." I asked politely. She was still sitting on me.
"You're probably the only guy who will ever say that to me." She laughed and rolled off me. I sat up and looked at her. She was rolling on the floor laughing. I get up and walk to the window. Nobody's outside but a few vampires. I turn back to Gwen and she's struggling to stand up. She's like a baby in mommies heals. She's laughing at everything like its' some big joke.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked randomly.
"Eh, my girlfriend is prettier." I said truthfully. But all she did was pout, then she smiled and barley walked to me.
"Well you know what I think?" she wobbled a few inches from me. "I don't like your girlfriend and think you need a new one."
"I don't care what you think." I said
"Why not have me be your girlfriend?" she said pushing me on the couch, then she sat on my lap. "I bet I'm more fun, and I would never put you under a spell." She said now with her nose resting on mine. "What do ya say?" she hiccupped.
"I say your drunk, and I love Sam." I said as I pushed her off me.
"You are like all other hobos. They just take your sandwich and run." She pouted.
"I'm not a hobo." I said trying not to laugh.
"I don't believe you. How do I know that when I turn my back you won't steel my food?" she cried.
"I wont." I laughed.
"I love turkey legs." She said leaning her head on my lap. "How bout you?" she asked poking me.
"No I don't like turkey legs." I said grabbing her hands, but she fought against me.
"Stop it." She laughed slapping my hands off hers.
"No." I said finally grasping her hands in mine. "There."
She laughed and smiled at me. She has a pretty cute smile, for a vampire. It's very warming, and happy. You can barley see her fangs too. Only when she balls out laughing and drinks. I like that, it makes her seem human. Her hands are so warm, Sam was always cold to me. Maybe that because I'm a vampire. I chuckled at the thoughts and looked back down at the smiling drunk girl who's head still laid in my lap.
She has the biggest eyes I've ever seen. I wonder if they were also so big. And her lips are full. She is very beautiful now that I get to just look at her. Wait what am I thinking? I'm in love with Sam and I'm thinking about how beautiful Gwen is? No…..I can't be unfaithful to Sam.
"Are you ok hobo?" she asked in a child like tone. I looked back at her. "You seemed happy but now you look sad." She finished.
"I'm not….it's nothing Gwen." I said sighed.
"I'm sorry your girlfriend is a bitch." She said. I first felt rage, how can she say that about Sam. But then I felt like, I kind of agreed with her. Just a little.
"She isn't when you get to know her." I defended.
"What is she like?" she asked still looking at me.
"She's beautiful, sweet, dark eyes, soft lips, long hair," I began to list but was stopped.
"Do you two have a lot in common?" she asked. "How about her favorite things? Can you list them with out thinking?" she asked.
"I….I don know." I said. Then she fell asleep. I can't believe I don't know anything about Sam. I know her name, her age, how she looks, but everything else? I don't know her favorite color, or hobby, or book, movie, music, anything. And I called her my love. I am so confused.