weak, I couldn’t
see or keep my eyes open, now I feel –like me. I am not tired or
weak, just a little bit sore from bumping my head against the
doorframe. I shake my head in disbelief, Dalton has fed me his
blood, and somehow it saved me. I could feel myself slipping away
and Dalton healed me –and he says that he doesn’t care. My mind is
rushing with so many thoughts, as Dalton drives too fast in
silence. I look out of the window and I panic when I see that we
are nearing my house. I know that once Dalton stops the car, he
will be gone and I will be faced with the wrath of my uncle George.
I went out without telling him where I was going and now its past
midnight and I have two puncture wounds on my neck. How I am going
to explain this to him? Dalton halts the car at the front of my
house, he switches off the engine and then he turns to face me. His
eyes are blue and I can’t help smiling as I take in his beauty. His
golden hair has flopped out of its slicked back state and now it’s
messy and carefree. His full lips are a deep shade of red –blood
stained and they are slightly parted. His strong jaw is tense under
his skin and as he looks at me, I feel that he is tortured,
vulnerable and alone. I reach out my hand for his, but he shakes
his head at my offer. I pull my hand back and I clasp both of my
hands together on my lap. I let out a sigh when I feel Dalton’s
hand moving across the nape of my neck. His cool fingers feel good
against the burning of my wounds and I close my eyes from the
desire of his touch. He moves his fingers away from my neck and now
they are sliding through my brown hair, I tense my eyes in pleasure
and then I smile when his hand grazes my cheek.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispers in a dark voice. My eyes
jolt open and I focus my retinas on his. His deep stare is tense
and burning, I need him. I reach out and wrap my arms around his
neck, he flinches at my touch, pushing me away at first and then,
he gives into my affection and I smile when he wraps his arms
around me. His cool hands are sliding along my back and I can hear
him inhaling my scent as our bodies touch. I rest my chin on his
shoulder as he whispers in my ear. “I could never survive if
something happened to you,” I grip him tighter and my arms begin to
ache from the pressure. Tears begin to flow from my eyes and
flutters begin in my heart. He does care about me, he doesn’t want
anything to happen to me –he cares about me and my human life. I
always knew that he had some type of feelings for me, but now with
his touch and words, I know that he cares deeply about me. I pull
back from him and he looks at me with those eyes –blue and
stunning. He places his hand onto my chest and I slightly jump from
the icy temperature.
“Your heart rate is low; I need to stay with you tonight.” I
bite my lower lip as those words pass from his lips.
“I don’t understand,” I say in a confused voice. Dalton
exhales and then he presses his hand further into my
chest.
“You were slipping away from me and I had to feed you my
blood. But your heart rate is starting to fall, I need to stay with
you, because…,” Dalton trails off in mid-sentence and I narrow my
eyes at him in confusion. I pull back from him and I shake my head
at his half-answers. He wants to stay with me; therefore he wants
me to invite him in. I can’t do that, I won’t put my uncle and his
family’s life in danger and anyway what would I tell George, ‘ah,
Dalton is staying with me tonight’ –I don’t think so. My uncle
would have a heart attack if he knew that Dalton was sleeping in my
room with me. I shake my head at him and his crazy
suggestion.
“You can’t stay with me; my uncle would never allow it.”
Dalton leans forward and rests his forehead onto mine. He takes a
deep breath and then he focuses his eyes on mine.
“If you die with my blood in your system, then you will become
a vampire. I can’t leave you alone knowing that risk.
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