A Slave to Love (Vampire Love Story) [Chap. 16]

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Chapter 16: I'm a Vampire Not a Fairy Godmother
When we made it to school it was still seven o’clock so we had plenty of time to hang out and do whatever but I wasn’t really up to socializing. And this time I didn’t need to lie and say I had cramps, I truly did have small cramps and I knew they were going to get worse so Landon walked me to my dorm once we got back on campus.

“So was this date as bad as you thought it was going to be?” Landon teased as we walked up the stairs, his arm around my waist.

“Nah,” I shook my head, grinning, “It was worse.”

He bumped me with his hip, “Stop being mean; it wasn’t that bad.”

I laughed, a hand on my abdomen, “Okay, it was fun if you cut out the parts with Blade.”

“So you wouldn’t mind if we did it again?” Landon asked, grinning.

“I wouldn’t mind at all,” I replied as we walked down the hall to my dorm. I pulled my key from my purse and unlocked the door, opening it a crack before I peered in. “Thank God!”

“What?” Landon asked, peering into my room as I opened the light.

“Jill and Brian aren’t in there,” I said, shuddering.

“Hey,” he said, wrapping his arms around me, “If Brian’s ever doing anything to you or you’re alone with him then call me, okay?”

“Okay,” I said into his shoulder before I sighed and pulled away slightly so I could look into his beautiful blue eyes, “Thanks for today; I really meant it when I said I had fun.”

He grinned broadly, “Anytime,” he said, brushing my bangs out of my eyes while butterflies erupted in my stomach.

He hesitated a moment, “Kiana, I don’t want to push you…if you don’t…”

“Kiss on the first date?” I suggested, “Sorry but I have a strict rule about that one.”

“Okay then, I can respect that,” he said, kissing my forehead, “Especially since I hope there will be more dates to come.”

I grinned, “There will be,” I said, pulling out of his arms to step into my room, “Goodnight Landon,” I waved.

“Night Kiana,” he said, flashing me another grin before he walked down the hall and I closed the door, leaning against it as I let out a sigh.

“Um…wow,” I exhaled, regretting my decision not to kiss him. Oh well, like he said there will be plenty of other dates and opportunities.

The thought made me smile as I walked into my room, an arm wrapped around my abdomen as my cramps started to get worse. I hate being a girl sometimes.

I shook my head and grabbed pyjama’s before I headed to the bathroom to change and wash my face before I headed to bed. I closed the lights but left the light on between my bed and Katie’s so when Katie and Jill came in they wouldn’t have turn on the big light and wake me up.

I curled under the covers into a ball, breathing deeply as I waited for my cramps to subside.

“You’re a real tease,” someone said.

I sat upright abruptly, sending pain through my abdomen. I moaned and flopped back down into a ball again, squeezing my eyes shut.

“Go away,” I groaned.

“But I can help,” he whispered, his cool breath tickling my ear.

“What? Do you have a magic wand that makes period cramps disappear?” I said sarcastically.

“I’m a vampire not your fairy godmother,” he snorted, “But I do have a remedy.”

“I’m sure,” I yawned as I felt my small, twin bed dip slightly and him pressing against my back. “What the hell are you doing? Get out of my bed!”

“I’m trying to help you so would you please stop shrieking at me,” he grumbled his hand sliding across my side and down my stomach, slipping under my shirt to rest his cold hand on my flat stomach.

“You’re hand is cold,” I whined, squirming in attempt to get away from his hand but only ending up pressing more firmly against him.

“Well, I’m dead so it’s kind of a given,” he said dryly as I felt him shift behind me.

“What are you doing?” I grumbled as he flipped me onto my back and sat on me.

“Ow,” I groaned, clutching my stomach, “That’s not helping so get your fat ass off.”

“Oh shut the hell up already,” he said, pushing my shirt up and my shorts down.

“Hey, mister! Would you stop undressing me?” I snapped, trying not to move too much since it hurt to do so.

“I’m not undressing you,” he said in exasperation, “I’m trying to help.”

“Well you’re not doing a very good job now get off!” I said angrily.

He didn’t answer; he simply pressed his cool fingers on my bare lower stomach, pressing firmly in some spots while easing the pressure off in others.

I stopped struggling and froze, blinking up at him. He kept his eyes down on my stomach as he massaged my stomach gently, his black hair falling into across his face. I closed my eyes and let myself relax under his touch, enjoying this brief moment where he was being nice since it didn’t happen very often.

After a few minutes I felt my cramps ease off slightly before they went away completely. But I didn’t say anything; I let him continue working on my lower stomach since it was so soothing.

After a moment I felt his fingers falter before he rested his hands on my stomach, “Better?” he asked, his voice rougher with a hint of Australian in it.

I opened my eyes sleepily, “Much better,” I yawned before I smiled, “Thanks.”

He shrugged, “Your welcome,” he started to get off me but I caught his arm. He turned his head and gave me a questioning look and I flushed.

“I was just wondering….you have an accent sometimes….” I said awkwardly.

“Ah,” he chuckled, “Figures you’d catch that.”

“It’s kind of hard to miss,” I told him, “Plus I have a thing for guys with accents.”

Mmmm, rest in peace Heath Ledger. I loved you lots.

“Really?” he smirked, a hand on either side of my head as he leaned down so close I could feel his breath on my lips.

“Yeah, but I like it better when they have the accent all or most of the time,” I said pointedly.

“I rather not talk like this all the time,” he said in his Australian accent which, as much as I hated to admit it, was totally dreamy.

“Really? I bet you’d pick up more girls if you did,” I said, shrugging.

“Now why would I need to do that? I get more than enough girls without it,” he said, burying his face in my neck.

“Well, you’re always so horny so I figured you must need more girls to satisfy your needs,” I said cheekily.

“Haha,” he said sarcastically.

“No but seriously, how come you only have an accent when you’re really angry?” I asked as he trailed his lips across my neck again.

“I come from a long line of pureblood, Australian vampires,” he said matter-of-factly, “I just…got sick of my accent after a century so I practiced talking without it. I guess it just comes out when I’m angry since I’m not really thinking about not having an accent then.”

“Hmm, if I had an accent I’d keep it,” I mused.

“Try having it for a century and having girls throw themselves at you with the same lines of ‘I love Australian accents’,” he said, “Trust me, after a long time of hearing the same thing over and over again you tend to want to get rid of the accent.”

“Oops,” I said sheepishly, “I guess me saying the same thing was proving your point.”

He chuckled, “Kind of.”

“Kind of?” I echoed.

He sat up, hands resting on my bare stomach again, “Well, I haven’t heard it for a few decades so it doesn’t bother me to have you say it,” he shrugged.

I frowned, “How old are you?”

“You don’t want to know,” he said seriously before he suddenly smirked, “Wait a minute…so if I wanted to hook up with you I could just speak with an accent and you’d be happy?”

I flushed, “Jeez, I wouldn’t date a guy just because he has a dreamy accent.”

“You think my accent’s dreamy?” his smirk widened.

“Shut up!” I scowled.

“But you love my accent so I should keep talking,” he said, using his accent.

“Blade,” I growled.

“Kiana,” he mocked me.

I gave him ‘the look’ and he rolled his eyes, “Fine. Besides having an accent why would you date a guy?”

I blinked, “I don’t know.”

“Does he have to be good in bed? ‘Cause I assure you I am,” he smirked again, “And I’d be happy to show you.”

“Uh…no thanks,” I said awkwardly, “I’m waiting for someone special.”

Blade snorted, “Special? You do realize how horrible your first time is going to be right?”

“What do you mean?” I frowned.

“If you wait for that ‘special guy’ and he’s a virgin as well,” he made a disgusted face, “Well, that’s probably going to be the worst sex you’ve ever had.”

“It doesn’t have to be great the first time,” I folded my arms over my chest, “I’m just saying I’m waiting for the guy I want to do it with who I think is actually worth it. And who cares if it’s not great? I know as long as it’s sweet and fun it doesn’t matter.”

“You’re such a virgin,” he said, still looking disgusted, “And the guy you do it with will probably be worse.”

“Oh really?” I asked, irritated, “What if I wanted to have sex with Landon?”

He looked at me for a long moment, not even blinking before he shook his head and laughed, “Sweetheart, now that’s a different story. That guy is possibly worse than me when it comes to sex.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.

“I hear the girls talking about him in the locker rooms, all the girls he had sex with,” he rolled his eyes, “That guy managed to sleep around possibly the entire female student body.”

“That was before,” I protested, “He changed.”

He snorted again, “Sweetheart, guys like that don’t change.”

“I guess there’s no hope for you then,” I countered.

“I could change anytime I wanted too,” he said, hands slipping under my shirt, “But I enjoy myself too much to want to give it up.”

His fingers brushed the underside of my bra and I glared up at him.

“What are you going to do about it?” he asked.

I smirked and sat up with him still straddling me and pushed him off me. I was surprised when he actually got off but I smirked when he got surprised when I straddled him instead.

I put my hands on his chest and slid them upwards, trailing along his neck before plunging my fingers through his thick black hair.

“I’m going to do this,” I whispered in his ear before I started to kiss my way down his neck. He stiffened…in more places than one….and I struggled to keep from laughing. Blade was really too easy.

His hand rested on my very lower back and his other hand was tangled in my hair, gripping it tightly as I bit down on his smooth neck.

“Well what do you know?” he chuckled huskily, “You have the makings of a true vampire.”

“I bet that would make it better wouldn’t it?” I whispered in his ear again, “The blood lust?”

He paused, “Yes, that does make it better.”

I shook my head, pulling away slightly, “So what? You and Mona just bite each other while you’re doing it?”

“Well, most of the time yeah we do,” he shrugged, unbuttoning his shirt a bit before he moved his shirt off his broad shoulder and showed me two half moons; on the upper half moon there were two noticeable deeper parts where I’m assuming her fangs had been.

I ran my finger over it, “Is that why it’s an open relationship with Mona? When you feed off humans you have sex because of their blood.”

“Yes,” he said quietly, buttoning his shirt back up before he slid his hands up my shirt, resting his hands on my ribs, his thumbs pressed right against the underside of my bra.

“Have you ever been with anyone besides Mona?” I asked, genuinely curious as I started to play with his hair. It was so soft I couldn’t help myself.

“No,” he said solemnly, “The human girls have always been enough variation from Mona for me.”

I tried to suppress a shudder but I couldn’t and Blade let out a chuckle.

“I know you’re not fond of the idea Sweetheart, but it’s what I am and the way I’ll always be,” he said, brushing my hair behind my ear.

“I thought you could change whenever you wanted too?” I reminded him.

“Yeah, but I like it the way things are now,” he said, shrugging.

“So if I were to become a vampire and we got together, you’d be fine with sleeping around with other women and me with other men anyways?” I asked, glaring.

“Well, I doubt you’ll want to spend an eternity with me Sweetheart, but hey, if you ever change your mind,” he smirked, “I wouldn’t mind making love to you over the course of several centuries.”

“Making love? What happened to lust? Unless you’ve had a change of heart,” I smirked.

“I was trying to put it in a nice way, but hey, if you don’t like me saying it like that then I wouldn’t mind fucking you over the course of several centuries,” he rolled his eyes.

I flinched.

“Does that really bother you?” he gaped, “It means the same thing!”

“No it doesn’t,” I shook my head, tugging on his hair pointedly, “Fucking is just having sex without even caring about the person you’re doing it with. Making love is sex…but with someone you love and care about. There’s a very big difference between the two.”

“Well, in my world they mean the exact same thing,” he said, pressing his lips against my throat as he pulled my head back a little with the hand that was tangled in my hair.

“Lust…it’s what I live off of. Love is something that I don’t believe exists,” he said, letting out a sigh before he buried his face in my neck, “Love is just something humans created to fool themselves into thinking what they were doing was okay because they were ‘in love’. But love doesn’t exist. It’s lust. And people often get them confused.”

“Why do you have such a problem with love?” I asked as he pushed me onto my back, face still in my neck.

“I don’t know,” he said quietly, “I just don’t believe in it.”

“You don’t believe in love?” I asked incredulously.

He pulled away and leaned over me, his ruby red eyes almost glowing in the dim lighting of my room, “Like I said before; I don’t believe such a thing exists.”

I felt myself soften, “But it does.”

“No it doesn’t, you’re living in that fantasy land where everyone wants you to believe that,” he shook his head bitterly, “But there is no such thing.”

“But I love you,” I blurted.

His red eyes popped huge.

“I mean…not like I love you…but like I love you in a…weird way…you know like a love-hate relationship…you know our bond…it’s like…” I sputtered, trying to explain myself while my cheeks grew redder and redder and Blade grew smugger and smugger.

“You love me,” he stated, smirking at me again.

“Oh don’t look so happy,” I scowled, “I don’t love you in that way. Besides, I thought you didn’t believe in love.”

“Well, show me how much you love me and maybe I’ll become a believer,” he said, lips hovering just an inch away from mine.

“How exactly would you like to show you that? If you mean hormonal humping than that’s not love,” I scowled, pressing my face in my pillow in attempt to pull away from him but he had me trapped in my bed.

“I know you’d never do that,” he flashed me a devilish grin, “Except on occasion in your bathroom of course.”

I scowled.

“I was thinking something less…messy,” he said, a finger trailing along my cheek to my temple before he turned it around and brushed my hair out of my face with the back of his hand.

“Like what?” I asked nervously.

He pressed his forehead against mine and my eyes slipped shut, “A kiss,” he whispered, his cool breath brushing across my lips.

I started, too stunned to even reply. But then his words finally sunk in and my brain started operating again.

“You want me to kiss you?” I asked doubtfully.

“For belief purposes only,” he replied.

“Allow me to re-phrase that then,” I said, “You want me to kiss you….before I even kiss Landon? Sorry, but I’ve got a strict no-kissing-until-at-least-second-date rule. And also a date-only-one-guy-at-a-time-rule.”

“There are exceptions to every rule,” he said, pulling away from me and I opened my eyes to see him giving me a smug look, “But if you don’t want to bend your rules I suppose I could comply.”

“Comply?” I asked suspiciously.

“You and I,” he said, leaning close again as he pinned my hands above my head, “On a date or two so that way you aren’t breaking your rule and I get my kiss.”

“Yeah, that’s fine and dandy and all…except for two things. One, I don’t want to date you or kiss you. Two, I still have that dating only one guy rule,” I grinned, “Sorry but I’m a follow the rules kind of gal.”

“Well, I believe rules are meant to be broken,” he said, dipping his head to nip at my neck, “So when am I picking you up?”

“We’re not going out,” I hissed, wriggling underneath him in attempt to get him off.

“Fine, I guess we’ll stay like this all night,” he said casually, unperturbed at my struggling.

“Excuse me?” I sputtered.

“Well, I’m not leaving until you accept my offer for a date,” he said firmly, “I’ll be here all night if I have to.”

“Yeah right,” I snorted, “You’re bluffing.”

“Am I?” he said, perfect poker face, “How would you know?”

I opened my mouth but then clamped it shut. He was right; I wouldn’t know.

Damn vampire.

“Ah, for once you’re speechless,” he chuckled.

“I hope you go out in the sun and die,” I spat at him.

He laughed, “You think the sunlight would actually kill me?”

“Well as soon as we came out of the theatre you disappeared,” I said.

“So?” he shook his head, rolling his ruby eyes, “Humans are so ridiculous. The sun will only kill me if I’m out in it for a long time,” he chuckled again, “But until that point the sun is just incredibly uncomfortable. And every minute it keeps getting worse and worse until basically I would start to fry before I burned out completely.”

“Why is that?” I asked, genuinely curious about it.

“Well…I’m dead. Obviously my body doesn’t function like yours does,” he said, shaking his head to get his black hair out of his eyes, “Anyways, there are chemicals in your skin…” he trailed off as he let go of my hand and drew an icy finger along my arm downwards.

I shivered and he smirked.

“Those chemicals protect you from the sun and such so you don’t burn,” he continued, “Pale kids don’t have a lot of this chemical, hence they burn easily. Vampires is basically the same thing as a pale kid; except we have absolutely none of this chemical therefore we could actually die from too much exposure to the sun.”

“Wow,” I said, awed, “You could die from a sunburn. That’s sad.”

He narrowed his eyes at me, “And you could die by tripping down the stairs or choking on a peanut. My limited amount of ways to die may seem silly but you humans can die in so many different ways that it’s almost laughable.”

“Talk about morbid,” I said dryly.

“What do I care?” he snorted, “Either way, we’re straying from the point.”

“And what was the point?” I asked innocently.

“You and I going on a date,” he said, leaning close to my face again.

“No,” I said firmly, “I’m not doing it.”

“But my heart is at stake here,” he whined.

I giggled and he gave me a weird look.

“Sorry, it’s just you’re a vampire and you’re talking about your heart and a stake…” I laughed again.

“Do you enjoy making stupid vampire jokes?” he scowled.

“Maybe,” I said cheekily, “But anyways, I’m not dating you. I’m dating Landon. The end. Ciao!”

“Uh…no,” he said, “Not the end. Not by a long shot.”

I groaned, “Come on! I’m tired so let me sleep already!”

“No, I’m not letting you sleep until you agree to go on at least three dates with me,” he persisted.

“Why three?” I cried.

“Well I figured if the second date I get a kiss I figure I’d get something else on the third date,” he said, grinning wickedly.

“Uh…no. Not in this century,” I shook my head furiously.

“That’s alright, I can wait for the next one to roll around,” he flashed his fangs, “But I’d have to turn you so you could survive until our dates.”

“Blade!” I exclaimed, “Don’t you fucking dare!”

He rolled his eyes, “Trust me; I won’t willingly have you around for eternity. I’m letting you stay human so that way when you die I can go back to being free again.”

“Excuse me? You’ll let me stay human? I didn’t know I needed your permission,” I said venomously.

“Well, I’m your master remember?” he said, kissing my neck for a moment before he sat upright, a wide grin on his face.

“Whoa, what’s with the goofy smile?” I asked, frowning at him.

“Nothing,” he said, his accent creeping into his voice as he grinned lazily at me, “I was just wondering if you’d like to go out with me sometime.”

I cringed; no fair! He was using his accent against me! Superman’s weakness might have been Kryptonite but mine was sexy accents. And chocolate. But I digress.

“Stop that!” I groaned.

“Why? Does it make you want to say yes?” he purred in that oh so dreamy accent of his, kissing my neck again slowly.

“No,” I said pathetically. Shit, I really was pathetic. Swooning because of an accent. Ridiculous.

“Mmmm,” he hummed, “So? What do you say?”

“I say…no…” I said uncertainly. Well, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad…and maybe I could pretend we were going out as…friends.

I nearly laughed at the thought. Friends; ha! As if.

“Are you sure?” he asked huskily, lips skimming up my throat as my head tilted back, eyes slipping shut.

“No,” I admitted.

He chuckled, “Why’s that?”

“Um…” I stalled, not too sure of a reason, “Because I may have a boyfriend now?” I said slowly.

My eyes flew open, “Oh my God Landon!” I exclaimed, “Blade stop!”

“Relax Sweetheart,” he sighed, rolling off me as I sat up.

I tugged anxiously on my hair, “Oh my God! What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Nothing,” he said, perfectly calm as he leaned against my headboard and watched me in amusement.

“Are you sure? Because I’m sure there is something wrong with you! Why the hell are you….your girlfriend…I can’t believe you….ugh!” I struggled to get coherent phrases out as I stood up, clutching my stomach as my cramps started up again while I pointed to my window with my finger, “Out.”

“What?” he asked, confused and shocked.

“Get out of my room now,” I said firmly, “Go on. Out.”

“I’m not a dog,” he said crossly, folding his arms over his chest.

“I don’t care,” I hissed, sneaking a glance at my alarm clock. Ten minutes before curfew! “Blade leave now.”

“Why?” he asked childishly.

“Because Jill and Katie are coming back and I don’t want to have to explain to them why I had a guy in my room after coming back from a date with Landon!” I said, grabbing the sleeve of his shirt as I gave it a hard tug.

He sighed and didn’t even move an inch, “Don’t bother Sweetheart, you’ll just tire yourself out.”

“Blade go!” I snapped before I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my teeth gritting together, “Please,” I spat the word out through my teeth.

“Ah,” he smirked, “That’s better.”

My fists clenched and I yelped when I flexed my fractured hand in its splint. Blade arched an eyebrow at me and I pointed to the window, fuming.

“What? No ‘goodnight Blade?’” he teased, wrapping an arm around me as he yanked me against him roughly.

“Goodnight Blade,” I hissed, my teeth still grinding together.

“Goodnight Sweetheart,” he said, giving my neck a playful nibble before he dropped me to my feet and disappeared.

“Damn vampire, no manners,” I muttered darkly under my breath as I wandered over to the window he left open when he ‘disappeared’ and slammed it shut, locking it for added measure.

I curled back into bed, a hand on my neck from where he bit me, fingering the small teeth marks he’d left behind as I waited for my cramps to ease off and my dorm mates to come back.

I passed out before they even arrived, my hand still over his bite mark.
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Teehee. Blade.
I love him :)
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Songs of the Chapter:
-Situations ~ Escape the Fate (I'm pretty sure I put this song already but I love it and it's perfect for Blade! :D OH GOD! I was writing out the lyrics to that song and I realized I almost gave away my plot line! XD and now i'm giggling like an idiot so I'll write lyrics that DON'T give away anything. Like....I love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me! XD perfect, no?)
-Church ~ T.Pain (He has an awesome voice! XD)
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