RosePOV:
It's been over five months since, 'the incident' and so far, nothing. Since then I haven't gone on any killing rampages, Christian and I have been working on trying to subdue my Strigoi nature and more importantly; how. How did I turn into this-this monster? How is it even possible, I've never been turned!
I was so absorbed in my own thoughts that I missed a punch directed at my stomach, I gasped for air after impact; winded.
"Oh crap! I'm so sorry!" Christian grabbed my shoulder, "you right?" concern swirled in his eyes.
"No, no I'm A-OK." I said, doubled over.
After I forcefully fed off Christian, he's been training with me, Sparky was a quick study. Despite only five months of severe training, Christian could very well take on a Strigoi by himself and live to tell the tale. In fact, every second night or so we went hunting, the Strigoi population here was huge considering that the Moroi population here was almost non-existent. Christian decided to do a couple of experiments on me, (yay) to determine whether or not I need human or Moroi blood as sustenance, so far all we have is if I don't feed of Strigoi I'll go after anything with a heartbeat. I still had nightmares of when I…killed that human, sometimes I would go to the place I dumped him, the guilt never subsided it just settled at the pit of my stomach; churning every now and again.
Once I caught my breath, I punched Christian lightly on the shoulder.
"Common Firecrotch we should probably get ready for college." I cringed at the thought of going to college.
Laughing we went to get ourselves ready. I had always thought that Christian would hate me for what I had done, to him and the human but he forgave me far quicker than I had; I'm still trying to forgive myself but sometimes it's all I can see when I look at Christian and it hurts. We became so much closer and with all the hunting we've been doing we really have something, you know? Something special and more precious than what I ever had with Lissa or Dimitri.
After a quick shower and throwing on the first things I touched I stuffed my text books into a backpack and skipped downstairs only to find Christian already ready to go.
"It's light out Chrissy-" I when to the cupboard and pulled out a mug, "-just give me a sec."
I unsheathed my stake and dug the blade deep into my wrist, blood oozed out and filled the mug. Passing the mug to Christian I licked my wound, the flesh closed up and I was good as new. Superfast healing only happened very recently when I was jumped by a bunch of Strigoi I had broken my arm, Christian popped the bone back into place and mere seconds later the brake had healed up leaving no evidence that I even broke my arm in the first place.
I passed Christian a tissue to wipe any excess blood from his lips, a couple of weeks after I'd used Christian as my personal buffet his feeder, who would come around every few days, never came in the end he had to feed off of me, we soon found out that my blood increased Christian's tolerance to sunlight, it no longer make him weak. Now every time we go out when its light outside Christian drinks my blood.
"I'll meet you in the car." I said as I rinsed the cup.
"Okay!" Christian yelled back, already making his way to the car.
Our car was a metallic black Camaro Z/28, I chose it, nothing too flashy but I was not about to buy some metal box, no fucking way. Getting in Christian drove us to Sheephorn College, I know lamest name ever. In order to protect Christian, not only from Strigoi but from any humans, we shared every class together, which, mind you totally sucks. Most of Christian's classes where business and commerce but me being me, I just copied all his work and made do with what I got for exams and such.
"Sooo, Chrissy how's shit going with you and that chic? Oh what's her name again? Ah! Angelica?" I gave Christian a sly grin.
"Nothing, we're just friends!" Christian blushed slightly.
"Oh yeah, just friends huh? Well whatever you say Pyro." I laughed at him, I was glad that he was finally able to move on and after what Lissa had done to him, and God knows he needs it. I frowned when jealousy churned in my gut, I quickly suppressed it, confused as to where the hell it even came from.
Within fifteen minutes we had already arrived, getting out I waved to some of our friends. It felt good, in a way, to have new friends, new scenery and nothing to tie us to our old lives, apart from each other of course but there would always be something or someone who reminded me of Dimitri, no matter how hard I tried to forget.
"Hey! Afaa!" (AN: Afaa is pronounced Ay-fa, it means warrior and it's Celtic in origin) a tall, thin woman came running towards us, she had black hair in a pixie cut, and she was very beautiful.
"Hey there Kelsie, what's up?" I smiled and waved.
"There's a party on tonight at Shadow's Peak, you know the cliff thingy in the woods?" Kelsie fingered her earing, cocking her head to the side in a questioning manner.
"Kaiden, you wanna go?" I turned to Christian, using his fake name.
"I dunno, I guess we can." Christian shrugged.
Same, old unsocial Chrissy, I grinned at him.
"Common, Pyro let us venture out into this vastness of so called 'college.'" I shot Kelsie a smile and pulled Christian to class.
We arrived at the lecture theatre ten minutes earlier than everyone else, we took our seats in the middle section; soon students started to file into class. I sat doodling in my workbook, not listening to our professor, he was going on about something to do with some company or some crap like that, honestly though I wasn't even paying attention.
Forty minutes into the class, my jaw began to throb. I closed my eyes, clenched my fists and began to take in deep breaths.
"Hey, you right?" Christian nudged me, whispering.
"It's happening again." I said through clenched teeth.
"Oh shit!" Christian tensed beside me.
"I think I'm going to go to the bathroom, just in case anything happens." I began to gather my stuff when I heard Christian do the same thing. Together we dashed out of the theatre and headed to the nearest bathroom.
I barged into a disable person's bathroom and locked the door behind me. I paced, trying to shake off the change; Christian sat on the toilet seat beside me.
"Rose..." Christian began.
"I know, I know just let me try and calm down myself, OK?" I pleaded with him.
Nodding his head Christian continued to wait. My throat burned, after a few more minutes I tuned to Christian.
"Okay, I'm ready." I rolled my shoulders back and took a step toward him.
Christian sat there ready for me, he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. Electricity buzzed between us; there was something about the way we looked at each other; the way we acted, that was almost animalistic. We both knew what was to come; we would devour each other, become a part of one another, my toes curled and I whimpered as my insides twisted and turned. Christian stood before me, shirtless and in all his glory, my back arched; I yearned for him. For all of him. I took a step forward, my hips swaying, and pressed my chest up against his. I could feel his warmth radiating, hear his heart racing under his skin. I want him. I slid my fingers along his chest, licking my lips when I felt him shiver under my hands, our breathing became laboured. Hooking my arms around Christian's neck, I brought his face closer to mine; trailing butterfly kisses across his jaw and down his neck, I traced my tongue along his white skin. My lips hovered above his neck before; I felt my fangs shot out from my gums and pierced his flesh. Christian moaned softly, digging his nails into my hips, blood pooled into my mouth; as soon as it hit my taste buds I groaned into Christian's neck, sucking harder. In an instant I had Christian pressed up against the wall, my body moulding to his own, Christian's hands roamed my body, grinding his hardening shaft against me. I pulled away, panting and aroused by our interaction. I looked at Christian, his eyes were dark with lust, and I couldn't look away. Running his hand through my hair, Christian leaned toward me; I didn't resist. I would have let Christian do whatever he wanted to me but I noticed cuts raked against his chest; I must have dug my claws in too deep.
"Let me heal you, Christian." I said softly.
"Okay." Christian's voice was low and gruff, making me weak in my knees.
I bit into my wrist and rubbed the blood into Christian's wounds, gently massaging the blood inside the cuts. I watched the skin on Christian's chest restore, leaning down I licked the remaining blood off of his chest; Christian tugged at my hair, hard.
"There all done, you're good as new now." I stepped away from him, not trusting myself.
Smirking Christian picked up his shirt and dressed himself, turning around I inspected my face in the mirror making sure I had no blood all over me. Once we looked respectable Christian and I stepped outside, "I'm going to run home okay? Be careful." I started to run, not waiting for an answer. What the fuck was that? What the hell did we just do? I swear we practically had like, blood sex or some shit! My mind raced at the 'interesting', to say the least, turn of events. I did not want things to be awkward between us; I don't think I'll be able to handle that. I pumped my legs harder willing myself to go faster, within an few minutes I was home, storming into our house I headed straight to the gym throwing my bag down I took of my shirt and shoes and they followed my backpack. I was confused, I didn't know what I was feeling and lastly I was scared. I was scared of the unknown, of what happened between Christian and I, I mean I've fed from him before on several emergencies but it was never like this, not like what just happened. This was heated, sensual; it was something more.
I came at the punching bag harder and faster, not caring what it did to my body. I had to know, no I needed to know what happened, I was losing my mind over it. What if he thought nothing of it? What if I was the only one who felt it; the fire and heat burning in me when we touched? I hoped, prayed that Christian would offer some kind of explanation, maybe it was one of those fire tricks he can do. I was so absorbed in my ranting thoughts; I didn't hear Christian come in.
"Dude, chill you're going to destroy that punching bag. I mean what did it ever do to you?" he chuckled at his own joke, seeing him so relaxed and carefree; I couldn't help but laugh with him.
We decided that our time would be better spent lousing around on the couch and watching horror movies all night instead if hunting or going to that bonfire Kelsie invited us to.
The next morning things where back to normal, it was a Saturday, the sun was shining and there was no trace of the slight awkwardness that was between us last night. Part of me was relieved that nothing was different now but another part of me wanted him to kick and scream and say that he felt it, that it meant something to him. I sat at the kitchen table eating the breakfast that Christian made; oh did I ever mention that Christian was the most amazing cook in the world? No? Well Christian is a fantastic cook, like absolutely fabulous.
"Hey Firefly! Pass me my coffee will ya?" I reached my hand out so he could pass it too me, I was too enthralled by the newspaper article I was reading to look up or grab it myself. I heard the cup slide in my direction; I caught it and brought it to my lips.
"Thanks, Firecrotch. Check this out; 'Several bodies have been discovered in Sheephorn, Utah. The individuals where found in the woods; mauled and brutally butchered. Local police are treating it as a homicide but so far there are no leads or suspects.'" I read Christian a chunk of the article.
"You reckon its Strigoi?" I asked looking up at him, only to find him staring at me wide eyed.
"Chill, I don't get why you're so worked up about it, we've seen way worse." I raised my eyebrows at him, since I still haven't learnt how to raise only one.
"Rose, I never gave you the cup." Christian stared.
"What do you mean, it's in my hands, and you gave it to me." Scoffing I waved my cup, showing him that it was in my hand. "You lost your mind or some shit?"
"No Rose, listen! You asked me to pass the cup and I was just about to grab it when bam! It moved and slid right into your hand!" Christian was flailing his arms about.
"That my friend is impossible, I think you're seeing things." I pointed out.
"Rose I'm bloody telling you I know what I saw! And besides with you nothing is impossible" Christian yelled at me, exasperated.
I stood suddenly sending the chair I was sitting on sliding across the kitchen. Anger filled me but before I could act on it flames erupted from my clenched fists.