"Hold your fucking horses I'm coming!"
I pulled a hoodie on and went to open my door.
"Fuck, I was so worried Ashley!"
I got pulled into a hug.
"Kyla, you really need to stop swearing so much."
"I learnt from the best."
"Whatever, what do you want?"
"I saw you get stabbed last night, I wanted to make sure you were ok."
"And you couldn't have come sooner."
"Well I just got sober I wanted to make sure it wasn't a like… whatever."
"Ky you aren't sober."
"I guess not. But more than I was when I saw you get stabbed. So it happened?"
"Yeah, and I'm fine now so bye."
"Is that any way to treat me?"
"Kyla. I'm kind of busy."
"Come on Ash, you have all the time in the world for whatever."
"No I really don't so can you just... what were you doing at a gay bar?"
"Umm… nothing. What were you doing there?"
"Umm… I… am gay. I think." I said slowly.
"You think. Aren't you figuring this out like three hundred years late?"
"No Ky. Can you just piss off please?"
Spencer walked into the living room as Kyla took a seat on my couch.
"Oh, hello." Kyla said and raised eyebrow.
Spencer was wearing a tank and a pair of my short shorts which didn't help with what was going on in Kyla's mind right now.
"Spence, this is Kyla, Kyla this is Spencer."
"Hey."
"What did you want Ky?"
"I told you, to see if you were alright."
"Well you have seen me and I am. Go, please!"
"But how come getting stabbed, you didn't heal very fast?"
"I don't know Kyla, and I really don't care. But I'm fine now, you aren't my mother, now go."
"Fine whatever."
"See you later."
"It was very nice meeting you Spencer. Take care of her alright." She winked and walked back out the door.
"Sorry about her."
"Who is she?"
"Kyla. My great, great, etc, granddaughter."
"You had a kid."
"Yeah. Umm… he wasn't planned but I did."
"Wow. And like how did you get round telling them, I mean you do look like you are 16."
"I just had to tell them. Each generation has grown up knowing who and what I am and how important it is not to tell anyone."
"But surely, aren't they all vampires?"
"No. it doesn't work like that."
"Ok… So you are gay now?"
"Umm… I think I'm more gay, then I am straight."
"Bi?"
"Hmm… some how, I don't think so."
She laughed.
"So I was thinking instead of coffee today I would just come here and I will bring some coffee."
"That sounds good, but I will come and meet you at the hospital."
"You don't have to do that."
"No it's alright, I got to get some more blood anyway."
"Ok then. Well I have to get to work so I will see you in a bit."
"Yeah ok."
"Oh does it matter if I steal your clothes." She asked with a pout.
"Of course not. They look amazing on you."
She smiled before she kissed my cheek and left.
What the hell am I getting into?
I mean.
Ok.
I'm gay.
And I desperately want to kiss her.
Spencer.
Those lips.
Her smile, her cute nose.
Her pout.
I can't ever say no to that.
Shit!
I can see myself loving this woman.
I can see myself spending the rest of her life with her.
She's human.
She will die before me!
Fuck, which means that we can't ever be together.
What would she think when she is like, old and grey?
I personally wouldn't mind.
But people would think that I am gold digging or some crap like that. I doubt I will have aged at all.
Maybe in 60 years I will look like I'm 17 rather than 16.
This is so fucking confusing!
**
So I'm walking down the corridor to the blood bank. My heart is pounding in my chest.
I knock on the door.
"Hang on a sec."
I want to run.
But why?
I have done this at least a hundred times before.
I'm screwed.
She opened the door.
"Hey Ash. Come in."
"Hey. How has your day been?"
"Boring. No one died last night, which is a first so I only had a few bodies from yesterday to finish."
"Why didn't you call, I would have come and kept you company so you didn't go crazy talking to the dead people." We laughed.
"It never actually crossed my mind that you would come."
"Spence, I don't think there is a lot that I wouldn't do for you."
"So if I said jump,"
"I'd say how high."
She just looked at me.
Her eyes kept wandering all over my face and landing on my lips.
"We umm…" I gestured towards the door.
"Yeah." her voice cracked and I laughed.
I started to walk back out the door.
"Hey Ash, what about your blood?"
"Oh yeah." I mentally slapped myself as I walked back over to her.
She filled my bag and then took off her lab coat.
She was still wearing my shorts and tank, which I had decided looks very sexy.
"Jim! If anything else comes in, call me. If it doesn't, I'm taking the rest of the day off."
"N...no prob… problem Dr C…Carlin."
**
On the way back to my loft, we stopped at Starbucks to get Spencer some coffee although I offered to buy some from a store.
I told her the password to get in and she laughed at how stupid it is.
She set the coffees down on the side and I poured myself a drink.
I felt her eyes in me all the time.
I knew she wasn't watching what I was doing.
I knew they were wandering.
"You are making me feel nervous."
"That would be a nice change." She smiled
I walked over to the counter that she had sat on.
"Ooo, that wasn't very nice!"
"Maybe not, but it's true."
I raised an eyebrow at her and smiled.
"Ash?"
"Yeah?"
"Kiss me?"
I stood between her knees and just looked at her.
"Really?"
"Just don't kill me." she laughed nervously.
"Trust me Spence."
"I do. With my life."
I slowly leaned in closer to her.
"Jump Ash." There was a hint of desperation on her voice.
And with that I kissed her. I claimed her lips as mine and nothing was going to stop me.
Her lips were soft and tasted like cherry.
Her tongue ran over my lips, but when I opened my mouth, she didn't go in.
She was teasing me.
Bitch!
No, I didn't mean that!
What was that about not being able to be with her?
Shut up I don't care… I just…
She moaned into my mouth and I forced my tongue into her mouth.
Eventually we pulled apart.
We were both breathing heavily.
"Spencer,"
"Ashley" she whispered.
She inched forwards on my counter and wrapped her legs round my back before she kissed me.