Crimson Peak: Chapter 6

(Disclaimer, see chapter one and on with the story!)

Eden stood there frozen, in Thomas's arms, with her back to his chest. Her eyes close, she should've seen the signs! Thomas wasn't around in the daytime, she never seen him eat or drink anything. Was she that blind? Just when she thought that she had found the right guy that was sweet, funny, caring and sexy as hell, and he was a friggin vampire! Just her luck! Thomas had then pressed his forehead into the back of her head, shutting his eyes as he did so, he had dreaded this moment. But he had to say it, and get everything out in the opened, he wanted her to know everything about him because he had felt like he was lying to her by not telling her everything. In a way, Thomas was torn, he was between the per-verbal rock and hard place, Eden's mind was racing, as was her heart. Ok, her mind was trying to process this huge chunk of information the best way that she knew how, and that freaking out! What a minute, drawing on the books that she had read, she did read some vampire books and from what she had read, 'A vampire can't come in your home without being invited into ones home,' she had thought back to their first date... Oh shit, she had invited him inside of her home! The book then said, 'If you do invite a vampire in your home, you are virtually under his control, vampires or vampyre can take the form of mist, or bats, or even wolves whenever the mood suites them. Or if a vampire takes your blood at anytime of the night. Due to them being night creatures, they can influenece your dreams, and make you believe that it was an erotic dream. However, If one has sex with a vampire, then they will never let you go, they will anything and everything within their power to make sure that you will never leave them. And whenever a vampire decides to turn you, meaning turning you into a vampire, it will be a brief moment of pain...' Thomas was easily reading Eden's mind.

Thomas had inwardly chuclked, 'brief moment of pain,' Yeah right, it hurt like hell, Eden's shaking frame was against his body, as he was trying reassure her. Biting her lip, she was praying that she was dreaming; and that she would wake up and Thomas will be a human and... Eden was willing herself to wake up, and so far, nada... And now she wasn't dreaming, "Eden, my love, let me assure you that you are going insane, I am not crazy, I am a vampire. I have been a vampire since the Victorian Era: please lets just talk about this, I know that I owe you an explination, so please lets just sit down and talk this out.'' Thomas had said while his arms were still around her preventing her escape for one, and two he needed her close to him while he explained. "Eden," Thomas had said while her body had went not so ridged, "Please, let me tell you what happened.'' Eden's head was slightly turning to meet his eyes when their eyes had connected; her soft mouth was shaking and trembling like leaf, before she could even react, Thomas had leaned his mouth on hers; gently.
Eden's mind had gone to mush for a minute, and she had struggled again, her hand of its own accord had slid into his hair. God himself help her, she loved him but she was afraid of him, her fear was slowly melting away. Thomas had pulled away, kissing her nose, her chin, and back to her mouth, and damn her body! She wanted to respond to this, as Eden blinked, she had found herself sitting on the couch that was in the room. Thomas was getting ready to sit next to her, her hand was shaking, "Please, don't, lets talk yes, but you sit over there.'' She had whispered while pointing her shaking index finger to a chair that was about five feet away from her. Looking over at her, blinking slowly, she was testing his resolve, by biting that soft lower lip of hers.

Thomas was shaking his head at her request, he will sit next to her, and they will talk damnit! Eden had looked up at him, he was still standing next to her, with his hand that was circling her fraglie wrist, "H-how long have you been a vampire again?'' Eden had asked him while she had reluctantly allowed him to take a seat by her; Thomas was looking at her, allowing his eyes to speak for him, "The Victorian Era,'' Nodding her head, while thinking, looking at his beautiful blue/green eyes, "Sarah and Tempest, do they know?'' She had asked, cocking up his eye brow up at her, "Yes, Eden, they know. They are the ones that turned me, they saved my life,'' Sensing her question, he had explianed. "Eden, my deranged sister tried to kill me, because I was trying to protect someone...'' Seeing her eyes light up in reconition, remembering their first date, remembering about the story that he had told, about a friend by the name of Edith?! But there was a ghost woman that was following her, and the she-devil kept on calling her Edith?! Were they connected in some way? She had blinked her dark eyes at him, looking in his eyes, "That Edith woman that you had mentioned, were they the same?'' Now, it was his turn to look confused, "Eden, what are you talking about?'' With a sigh, Eden had continued, "The ghost, she was calling me Edith...'' Thomas's eyes had widened, ok now he was concerned, and Eden was watching him very carefully, "Thomas, you say that you are a vampire. Right?'' He had nodded his head, as she had continued to talk, "Can vampires read minds?'' Placing his hand on hers, Thomas was going to give her truth, no matter how ugly it was. No more lies...

"Yes, my love, I can read minds,'' Eden was looking at him, she was thinking to test him, "Ok, Thomas, what am I thinking?'' She had asked while standing up, Thomas watched her, her short, slender frame was standing in front of him. With her back to him, with her long hair in a braid all the way down brushing her hips, "Your thoughts are jumbled, you want to believe me, you love me, but in a small way, you fear me.'' She had turned around to make eye contact with him, "And to answer your other question, yes the two women that were named Edith, they are one in the same. I wasn't supposed to even be 'interested' in her, my sister used me and manipulated me into doing her dirty work for her. I had found her diary, it was many years later, after I had been turned into a vampire, I had found out that Lucille, my 'sister' and I use that word losely, to answer your other question. Yes, she was older than me, by a couple of years, I had later on found out that if she and I were ever caught, then she would turn against me, to get sympathy. I was in a sense 'groomed' to be her little puppet, so to speak,'' Thomas had said while he was standing up, and placing his hand on her shoulder, Eden was putting the pieces together, "She was molesting you? Grooming a victim for that sick stuff?'' Her grandfather knew friends that were cops in a Special Victims Unit, and both had heard horror stories about rape and molesting and other things that would make any normal person sick to their stomach. Nodding his head 'yes' Eden felt pity lace through her, Thomas was a victim in that mess that his sister had caused.

"Eden, I-" She had held up her hand, she needed to say this, but first thing was first, "Thomas, are you in my mind now?'' She had asked, while her eyes were staring right into his, "No, not since you had asked me if I could read your mind.'' Ok that helped her a bit, "Eden, I wouldn't hurt you for the world, if I were to hurt you, I would be hurting myself.'' gently guiding her into his arms, "Did you love her Thomas?'' Eden had asked, he was confused, "Who?'' He had replied, "Edith, did you love her?'' Eden had asked, she deserved the truth, and truth she will get. Thomas had placed his lips into the crown of her blonde, soft hair, "Yes, I did, a part of me will always care and love her.'' That was honest, and Eden was starting to understand; however in a way, it kinda hurt that Thomas loved this other woman, and in a small way cared for her. Eden knew that it was petty, and she by her own nature, wasn't a very jealous woman, but now she somehow was; then she had thought again. She was going to put herself in Thomas's place, empathy, lets see... crazy nutbar relative trying to kill someone that she loved and cared for more than her. And nearly suceeding in killing her, and having a second chance at life through becoming a vampire? Would she then risk everything, by telling this one person that she could posbily have a future with? The answer was yes. She would risk it, by confessing everything to that individual, and hope for the best. Licking her lips, she had tilted her head up as Thomas had then moved his own head; she was searching for something, and she couldn't figure out, will this change her love for him?

"Thomas," she had looked at him, upon saying his name, looking down at her, "Eden,'' he had breathed her name, she may have more questions, "Do I look like this Edith woman?'' She had asked, without him reading her mind, he saw that coming a mile away, "Yes, and no.'' Now she was confused, "Yes, in certain ways, but no, you two have differences, not a lot. Just a bit; one- your hair is a bit shorter than hers, not by much. Two-your eyes are darker than hers. And lastly- your hair is a bit softer.'' And that was the truth, "Thomas, thank for that, but I need to know something else.'' ok he was all ears, taking a deep breath, "Thomas, will you bite me?'' now he looked shocked, "What?!'' He had demanded, thinking that he didn't hear her right, Eden had repeated herself, "Thomas, I want to know what its like, before I make anymore decisions about us,'' ok that seemed reasonable, placing his thumb and index finger to her chin and tipping it up so that she would be staring into his eyes, "Are you sure?'' He had asked her, giving her a gracious out, and change her mind. Eden had simply smiled and gently grabbed his hand that was touching her chin, and kissing it, proving her commitment to him, or at least meeting him halfway, "Alright, Eden, alright, if you really want to know what its like.'' he had said while showing her his fangs. Eden had looked at them, and slowly reached up and gently touched them, "Careful, you may hurt yourself.'' Thomas had cautioned while she had smiled again, "Will it hurt?'' She had asked him while Eden had allowed his arms to snake around her waist even more so; then his other arm had ventured up and cupped the back of her head. Thomas had to assure her, "No, love, not the way that I do it.'' Tilting her head slightly to her shoulder, Eden's heart was racing in anticipation, she had first felt a few small kisses on her pulse, then heaven.

Eden had gasped and bunched her hands on his bicpes, she had felt her blood become lava, she had moaned in pleasure, not in pain. When Thomas had wrapped the arm that was around her waist tighter, Eden had gasped out, "T-Thomas... enough...'' Her taste was the most addicting thing that he couldn't describe; as he had gently pried his fangs from her neck, reluctantly. Thomas had licked the excess blood, as the wound was cleaned and gone, Eden was shaking in want, she not only wanted him all over again. But she needed his body buried deeply in hers, over and over again, until both can't take it. As Thomas had kissed Eden's soft mouth, allowing her to taste a bit of her blood, "Want to taste mine?'' he had asked, seeing her look at him, "I can distance you from it, but wont be enough to turn you. But your senses will be a bit more accute than normal, Eden,'' Thomas had explained, while stroking Eden's hair, "Ok, Thomas, but don't distance me, I'm a big girl, I want to know everything about you. However, not all at once, I admit that its going to take abit of time to get used to this; but I'll try that's all I'm promising you.'' he could deal with that, and earn back her trust. Biting her lip, Eden had agreed to just to taste his blood, "Ready?'' Thomas had asked as his shirt was being unbuttoned; Eden had nodded her ok, licking her lips, as Thomas's nail was becoming a talon, he had gashed his chest. Blood was seeping from the slice, just above his heart, Eden had leaned forward, and tentitavely started to lick at his blood. Instead of being grossed out by it, she was ok with it, blood never bothered her, but why was this normal? Or better yet, why did this feel normal?

Before either knew it, Thomas was sitting on the couch, and Eden in his lap. His eyes were rolling in the back of his head, "Eden...'' He had growled, "enough...'' he had to stop her, or he wouldn't be able to stop them, because he was halfway tempted to turn her. But Eden would hate him, their relationship was fragile now, he had agreed to talk to her about this one day at a time, after gently bringing her mouth up to meet his. Eden's heart belonged to him, and his heart would always belonged to her, with his mind, he had sealed the wound that he had made; as his tongue was tangling with hers, making sure that there was no trace of his blood in her mouth. Her hands had then slid into his hair, then glided to his chest, and kissed his heart. She had shivered a bit, lifting his fingers a bit and snapping them, and a fire was a live in the fireplace, warming the room. Both were sexually aware of the other, their hearts were racing, their blood was singing, but he 'HAD' to keep control; Eden was taking a huge step by accepting this, and their new life, and with their slight exchange-not full- their bond would grow, and Lucille would know, the next time that she would get a chance with Eden, but that wouldn't happen Thomas would make sure of that. That's why he had sent her grandfather away, to one of Tempest's and Sarah's private home in Ireland, under the pretence of a 'vacation' with his new friend. The strap for Eden's white dress, that barely touched her knees was falling further off of its original place; Thomas had then leaned forward and placed small kisses up and down her breast as his hand had adjusted the strap and placed it back into rights. Bringing her to him,
and placing her head against his shoulder, "Thomas, I love you...'' He had shut his eyes, in pleasure, every time that she had said those words, he had felt alive, "Eden, I love you...'' Her dark eyes had met his, "Is there a possblity of a child?'' She had asked, curiously, "I honestly don't know,
we could asked Tempest and Sarah, they may know, they are... older than I am...'' He had smirked like a naughty little boy when Tempest had promised him 'payback' as did Sarah, 'Hahaha, you are a riot...' Came both of their voices, while the two women were leaving to hunt, leaving the love birds alone...

(End of chapter 6: Read and Review! I wonder what would happen? any ideas?)