Chapter 7: Explanation

"Would you like some tea, I have chamomile and green if you like," I ask from my kitchen.

"No...I am good. Thanks for offering," he hesitates.

I walk out with a glass of water as he fidgets on my couch twirling his thumbs. Since our freshman year he has only made eye contact with me twice before he runs away in embarrassment. It is cute in my opinion.

I sit on the magenta fainting couch on the opposite side of him. The questions are balled up inside of his head; he doesn't know where to start so I guess I have to start.

"Your friends have asked me a lot of questions already. I just don't want everyone on campus to know what I am," I say taking a sip of water.

He looks up before blowing out a hot breath.

"Of course you don't, we would expect the same from you."

Two minutes pass before he clears his throat.

"I heard everything, Raquel. When I was here that night when that...thing had some control. You tried to have sex with me when you know it wasn't me," he spits in anger.

Sighing, I set down my cup on my glass coffee table. The feeling of regret isn't something I have experienced a lot but now it hits me hard.

"I know and it is something I have to deal with. I'm not a creature that takes something like this serious. You have to understand that I am sorry if you felt like I was using you," I apologize.

For some reason I want his acceptance and forgiveness. From what I see in school is that he is loyal to his friends and weirdly I want that as well from him. He sits there in silence while my clock ticks away time.

"So a succubus, huh," he chuckles lightly.

I know he is trying to ease the tension and I'm grateful for that even though I have yet proven my loyalty to him and his friends.

"Yeah that is what I am," I chuckle back.

"So when I tried to talk to you a while back, you rejected me. Why?"

I laugh nervously pushing my hair out my face. That is a question I really don't want to answer.

The school was trembling in fear as another death was exposed. Students were advised to stay at home and the police officers were enforcing a city wide curfew. The deaths looked the same which made me believe the bodies maybe part of a serial killing. But after three killings of virgins I had a feeling it was more than that. I played dumb to it as I was walking to the library from cheerleading practice. My sweaty neon sports bra was replaced with a tight tank top that hugs my figure and my spandex short cupped my ass perfectly. Thankfully it was free period so I decided to spend it on a nap before taking a shower for my next class.

Eyes follow me as I took a seat in the back of the library hoping to not be disturbed. My head rests in my arms on a desk as I close my eyes before the smell of fast food invades my space.

"Hi Raquel," a voice meekly says.

Sighing in irritation I open one eye to look at the teen sitting next to me.

"What," I grunt.

"Nothing I just was wondering why are you in the library," he asks looking away from me.

"To sleep and not be disturbed," I growl lowly.

"Well I thought you might be studying since The PSATs' are coming up. I thought maybe we can study together sometime," he asks ignoring my warning.

After being in school for so many years I learned just about everything but I play off as a regular student. It is Lydia who has the highest grade point average in our class. Before I can reject his offer, an intoxicating smell comes from him. My eyes spring open as I look at him. I guess he senses I'm looking at him he looks back. His chocolate brown eyes holds mine as his cheeks and ears turn red. His throat tightens as I continue to stare at him. I overheard his crush obsession with Lydia and many times before but I have always brushed it off thinking like many teenager boys he would grow out of it. I guess today won't be that day. Besides from ease dropping on his and Scott's conversation the boy has not been with anyone.

"I don't think so," I say rushing to pull myself off the chair.

He looks up at me surprised by my rudeness as I speed walk away from him and out the library. It is not like I am being a bitch; I just don't want to take the boy's virginity just to save his life and risk killing him.

"I knew the only reason why you came to me was that you didn't want to be a virgin anymore. As honored as I should be I wouldn't be able to control myself and put you in harm's way," I answer.

The embarrassment of my revelation is apparent on his freckled covered face.

"So you knew," he awkwardly asks rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

"Yeah, your virginity is a sacred thing, Stiles. You should give it to someone you really cares."

"Do you care, Raquel?"

"I care about your safety more than anything," I say.

It is not a complete lie but I don't want to go into details how if I lose control I could rip out his heart and eat it exposing my true self. The overwhelming energy of a virgin is like taking the most deadly drug in the world; one hit then you want more.

He looks satisfied with answer before stand up. I walk behind him as he makes it to my door avoiding the candles. He turns around before opening the door.

"Thanks Raquel, I will see you around campus," he says offering his hand.

I shake it before he opens the door, leaving to his jeep.

"Yeah I will see you around," I whisper to myself, closing the door.

I lean against the door with my hand over my chest, I can hear my heart pounding faster like never before.