A Slave to Love (Vampire Love Story) [Chap. 43, part 2]

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Chapter 43, part 2: An Active Sex Life...
When I woke up in the morning I snuck out of his room and went back to mine. After all, I had to get ready for school and I was kind of running late. I checked my cell phone as I hurried through the hall and saw I had over twenty missed calls and unopened texts messages and even a few voice mails.

I checked the missed calls first and noted almost all were from my mother and the rest were from Mick except for one that was a number I didn’t recognize. I skipped to the voice mails and saw all from my mother.

Yikes. They were all from yesterday.

I decided not to listen to the voice mails and went right to just calling her.

“Mom?” I asked hesitantly as I walked down the hall.

“Kiana? Oh my God you’re okay!” relief was clear in my mom’s voice. “Why haven’t you been answering your phone?”

“Oh I just left it in my room and forgot about it until today, sorry,” I hedged.

“Well keep it with you next time! I almost had a heart attack!” the relief was gone and was replaced by anger, “You who I had a message from when I came back from my Mexico trip?”

Before I could even answer she was speaking, or rather, shouting again.

“Your principal! Telling me about how one of your dorm mates was attacked and almost died and how you moved out of your dorm to go live at someone’s house! Did I have a message from you? No. Did you try calling me? No. No! No! No! And why not little missy? Are you okay? Did you get hurt? What happened? And who the hell are you living with?!?!?!”

I held the phone at arms length and I could still hear her shouting perfectly. Once she fell quiet and only the sound of her heavy breathing could be heard I put the phone back to my ear, wincing.

“I’m sorry. I just…I wasn’t thinking. When it happened I just sort of…freaked out. A friend of mine offered me a place in his house to live for the rest of the year since I really didn’t want to ever go back to that dorm or any other dorm for that matter. I just got sidetracked; I didn’t mean to forget to call you mom. But I figured if you were on your trip I wasn’t going to bother you. I was going to call you, I swear I was but it’s been hectic with the attack and moving in to a different house and—”

His house? You’re living with a GUY?” she screeched.

“Well yeah but he’s really nice and—”

“Where did you meet him? How did you meet him? How do you know this guy didn’t just pick you up and wants to rape you or something? That’s just like guys; to find pretty girls and pretend to be a nice guy and then they turn around and—”

“Mom!” I snapped, trying to get her attention, “Would you relax please? I trust him. We knew each other before I came to boarding school. I know he’s a good guy,” I felt Blade come up behind me and turned around to face him, shooting him an exasperated look that was directed mostly at my mother, “He won’t do anything to hurt me. Chill.”

“That’s what they all say! I mean, I haven’t even met the guy! How am I supposed to know if he’s a good guy? And—oh my God! He’s not your boyfriend is it?” she gasped in horror.

I sighed while Blade snickered, “Mom I broke up with my boyfriend; and either way he lives at school. This guy I’m with now doesn’t even go to school.”

“You’re with him? As in together? As in boyfriend?” she asked, her voice deadly.

I swallowed hard and looked to Blade for help. He shrugged.

Wow. Big help he was.

“No, it’s not like that,” I fibbed, “He’s not my boyfriend.” Well the last part wasn’t a lie; he wasn’t my boyfriend. He was Mona’s boyfriend. The thought made me grimace.

“Oh yeah? Are you telling me you’re just friends?” she asked, her voice telling me she wanted to believe me but she didn’t.

“Yeah, just friends. He has a girlfriend; her name is Mona and she’s…definitely something,” I said, pursing my lips to keep from giggling as Blade scooped me up bridal-style and nuzzled my neck.

“So you sleep in different rooms?” she asked sounding slightly calmer.

“Yup,” I said. Most of the time anyways, “And his girlfriend lives here too with her brother.”

“Her brother?” she asked, voice turning angry again.

“He’s gay,” I said quickly, “No worries.”

“Oh,” she breathed out long and slow, “So everything’s okay? You’re fine? You’re not hurt?”

“No mom I’m totally fine here; and if I wasn’t then I’d go to the hospital or something,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“Don’t roll your eyes,” my mom quipped.

I gaped, “How did you know?”

“I’m your mother; I know everything,” she said matter-of-factly.

“If you know everything then why did you have to call me?” I asked smugly as Blade carried me down the stairs.

“Um…”

I laughed, “Owned. How was your trip?”

“Oh it was amazing! I got burned though so that part sucked but the rest was awesome! The beach, the food, the room, the weather…” she broke off with a happy sigh, “And Peter was even more amazing than the entire trip put together.”

“EW! MOM!” I cried, “I did not need to know that!”

Blade laughed and I covered his mouth while shooting him the death glare.

It was my mom’s turn to laugh now, “Oh honey! Come on; don’t be so immature. I’m sure you’ve done it already.”

“NO!” I practically shouted, cheeks burning hotter than the sun, “And five seconds ago you were chewing me out for living with a guy but you’re okay with me having sex?”

“I’m not ecstatic about it but I’m okay with it plus I know you’re going to do it eventually…besides I figured with all the boys you attract you’d have done it by now,” she replied.

“You know what Mom?” I said as Blade sent me down on my feet and held the door open for me. I stepped outside and shivered against the cold, “I’m going to school now so I’ll talk to you later. Bye.”

And then I hung up without waiting for an answer. That was so embarrassing. My cheeks were burning and my face and neck were warm from my blush but the rest of me was cold despite my thick hoodie. I got into the car quickly and wrapped my arms around my waist as I shivered.

Blade got in next to me and started the car, turning the heat up to full blast before he peeled off his jacket and handed to me. He spoke as he shot out of the driveway, “Tonight we’re going shopping.”

“Why?” I whined, trying to keep my teeth from chattering as I took his jacket gratefully and pulled it on. It wasn’t too warm but it was better than nothing.

He shot me a pointed look, “You need a coat. And a dress. So don’t start; we only have to go once and that’s it.”

“Fine,” I grumbled, rolling the sleeves of his black jacket up.

“Don’t ‘fine’ me,” he said, resting his hand on my thigh, “I don’t want that attitude.”

I snorted, “I’ll give you what ever attitude I want; you’re not my mother.”

He smirked, “It seems like your mother has a more active sex life than I do,” he snickered.

I covered my face with my hands, “Please don’t remind me. I don’t need to know. I’ve already heard them once and that was enough for me.”

“Wow, you have a knack for hearing people getting it on,” he laughed.

“Shut up,” I muttered, folding my arms over my chest.

“Make me,” he rolled his eyes.

“I would but you’re driving and I’m far too young to die.”

“Jeez what are you going to do?” he asked, giving me a weird look.

“Get your head out of the gutter; I was only going to kiss you,” I said, fiddling with my seat belt.

“Damn,” he took his hand off the steering wheel to snap his fingers.

“Blade!” I cried, eyes popping open.

“Relax,” he laughed, putting his hand back on the steering wheel, “I’m a pro.”

“I don’t care! Even pro’s have accidents! And did you not hear me? I’m too young to die!” I said, taking a huge breath.

“Oh my God you’re such a drama queen,” he took his hand off my thigh and took my hand, giving it a squeeze, “As long as I’m around you’re not going to die.”

I know he was joking and trying to appease my ‘drama queen’ mind but it wasn’t funny. I was struck by my nightmare again, his bloody beaten body…his snapped neck…

As long as he was around it seemed like he was right, I wasn’t going to die…but he was.

I shuddered, my stomach twisting uncomfortably. I took Blade’s hand in both of mine and squeezed his hand hard, trying to push the thoughts out of my head.

When we got to school I started to get out of the car but he pulled me back and kissed me. I melted against him, reaching my hand up to touch his cheek. His lips were warm and soft against mine, no roughness or anything. Just a sweetness that made my toes curl and my stomach do flips. He pulled away, resting his forehead against mine, lips just hovering near mine.

“I’ll see you later,” he whispered, his cool sweet breath on my lips.

I sighed, not wanting to leave but knowing I had too. “Bye,” I said glumly, starting to pull away. He pulled me back and kissed me again, threading his fingers through my hair.

“Blade,” I said in between kisses, “I have to go.”

“I know,” he said, resting his forehead against mine again for a moment before he pulled away and studied my face, “I just don’t want you too.”

“Well I’m not exactly thrilled about school either,” I snorted, “But I’m going to be late if I don’t leave now.”

“Fine,” he grumbled.

I laughed, “Don’t ‘fine’ me, mister. I don’t want that attitude,” I mocked him.

He leaned forward and kissed me again, this time biting my lower lip, tugging on it insistently. I grinned slightly before I poked him in the neck, quite hard I might add. He let go of my lip and growled at me.

“Sorry, but I have to go. We have plenty of time to do this at home,” I winked, “Later.”

I got out of the car easily and blew him a kiss before I shut the door and turned around, crashing into someone.

“It’s about time, cutie!” a familiar voice said as someone caught me around the waist to keep from falling against Blade’s car.

I looked up and saw Mick grinning down hugely at me.

“Hey stud muffin,” I said cheerily, hugging him tightly as I heard Blade’s car take off.

“Damn, is he in the Fast and the Furious or something?” Mick teased.

“No; he always drives like that,” I said, taking Mick’s hand as we started walking to the school building to my locker. “So what’s up? You don’t usually come wait for me.”

“I know but I have great news!” he burst, “But first I have to ask you a question.”

I frowned, “Okay. Shoot.”

“Are you and Blade together now? ‘Cause I saw you two kissing his car and the last few ones seemed pretty intense to me,” he wiggled his eyebrows at me, a big goofy grin on his face.

I blushed, “No.”

He stopped short, grin falling off his face, “What? Why not?”

I swallowed, “It’s complicated.” I shook my head.

Mick gaped at me, “He’s still with that blonde bimbo, isn’t he?”

I winced, “Don’t tell anyone, please?”

He shook his head as we continued walking, “I won’t but damn cutie you’ve got yourself into some issues. How are you two…not together…with Blade’s girlfriend around and in the picture?”

“Well technically she’s away for work for the next month or so and Blade doesn’t even like her…he just hasn’t dumped her yet,” I said, hating the position I put myself in. A freezing wind blew and I shuddered with the cold.

Mick laughed and dropped my hand, instead wrapping his arm around me. Even Blade’s jacket and my hoodie wasn’t enough to keep me warm, “Wow. That’s going to be fun when she finds out.”

I grimaced, “Oh yeah, loads of fun. The girl already hates me I’m sure if she hears I’ve been making out with her boyfriend she’ll snap my neck in two seconds.”

“Maybe not snap your neck; she’ll probably just yell at you,” Mick said, squeezing my waist.

I shot him a narrowed eyed look, “You don’t know Mona like I do; she’ll kill me.”

If she slashed my leg open for no reason I can just imagine what she’d do to me if she found out I was ‘moving in’ on her ‘potential blood mate’.

I shuddered.

“Anyways, what was the big news?” I asked, trying to change topic.

“Oh!” he jumped forward. He opened the door to the school building. I walked through first and he came in after me. It was practically empty surprisingly so I guess I was kind of earlier than I thought.

Oh well.

He hopped in front of me and wide grin stretched across his face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look so happy.

“Guess who has a date with Aidan when he comes back from work with Mona?” he said excitedly.

My mouth fell open in shock for about two seconds before his words registered. I grinned and hugged him, “Oh my God! That’s great!” I cried, “How did it happen? Tell me everything!”

He hugged me back and spun me in a circle before he set me back down on my feet.

“Well over the weekend I kept trying to call him but I kept chickening out and then last night he called me and then we started talking…” he got a dreamy look on his face, “And the he asked me out. But he was all nervous about it and he sounded so cute. It was a good thing it was on the phone or I would have probably kissed the guy.”

I laughed, “I think you should save that for at least the first date.”

“Probably…but it’s so far away,” he pouted as we continued to my locker.

I patted his arm, “I know but just think how great it’ll be after the wait? I want him to come back too; he’s a good guy…if only Mona didn’t have to come back with him.”

“Ugh, Mona. When he was asking me out she kept yelling at him to go get stuff,” Mick shook his head, chewing on his lip ring making little clicking noises as his teeth hit metal, “I don’t know how he keeps so calm about it.”

“He’s used to her,” I shrugged, “I think he’s like the only person who can actually stand to be around her like 24/7.”

“Blade can’t?” Mick’s eyebrow shot up.

I snickered as I opened my locker and tossed my school bag in with Blade’s jacket, “Half the time he wants to kill her so no, he can’t stand her either.”

“So why is he dating her?” Mick asked, leaning against the locker next to mine.

I chewed my lip, “I asked him that too…he said he didn’t know. He just is. But I think he’s lying; I’m sure there’s a reason for it.”

“And you didn’t bug him? That’s so not like you,” Mick shook his head at me as I slammed my locker shut and we started walking again.

“There’s no point. With Blade no matter how much you push and bug him he’ll never tell you anything; you have to wait for him to come to you,” I said, “I kind of like it that way; he tells me stuff because he wants too and not because I asked him. It means he trusts me.”

“Does he have trust issues?”

“I think he does,” I said quietly, “He never lets anyone in his room but we stayed in his room all day yesterday together and I went into his room a while before that as well. He acts like he’s so badass but he’s actually a real sweat heart once you get passed that wall of his. It takes a long time but I think he’s worth it.”

“You love him, don’t you?” Mick asked, touching my arm.

My jaw nearly hit the ground, “No! I like him a lot but I don’t love him.”

Mick pulled me to a stop and scrutinized me, “You’re pretty damn close to it though. Just the way you talk about him and the way you look when you talk about him. And I might not have seen you guys together a lot but the times I did you guys seemed close…and you kept giving each other little looks. And even when you were just talking together you looked at each other…you might not love him but you’re almost there. And so is he.”

I shook my head, “No. Blade doesn’t…” I swallowed, “He doesn’t love me. He just likes me. That’s it.”

Mick snorted, “Cutie you may be able to match everyone else up but when it comes to your own love life you’re failing miserably.”

“Oh well, pity for me. If Blade apparently likes me so much he’s practically in love with me then why doesn’t he dump Mona?” I rattled off bitterly.

“Probably for the same reason he started dating her,” he shrugged, brushing his black floppy hair out of his brown eyes before focusing them on me, “But you might want to figure this out; I have a feeling a few people are going to get hurt and the faster you figure this out the less it’ll hurt. Maybe you should ask Aidan for help; he might know something since Mona is his sister after all. Shouldn’t he have been around when they got together?”

“Um…yeah. I think that’s a good idea; I’ll see if I can call him tonight after shopping,” I said, hugging Mick, “Thanks for being so great about all this. And I really hope you and Aidan work out; I have a good feeling about you two.”

He blushed, “Thanks cutie, but you better get to class the bells going to ring soon.”

“Ah! True, later stud muffin,” I said, pecking his cheek before I bolted down the hall to drama and Mick went the opposite way.

I made it just on time and went to go sit by Landon like usual and was surprised to see Jill take a seat next to me. She sat unusually close to me while the rest of her annoying, slutty friends sat on the other side of the room along with boy toy who seemed to be dating Jill’s best friend Nina…who also seemed to have taken over Jill’s status as Queen Bee of the group.

Wow. Harsh. Poor Jill.

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“This is impossible,” I groaned, banging my head against a support pillar of the store. We had been to at least five different dress shops and had yet to find anything appropriate for a ball. That was both human and vampire stores alike. Even in the vampire stores we hadn’t found anything that was particularly my thing or that I liked or that looked nice on me.

“Must I go to this damn ball?” I whined as Blade continued scanning the racks with his red eyes.

“Yes you must,” he said, shaking his head before he ushered me from the store. “We’ll just have to come back another day.”

“You said we’d only have to go shopping once!” I said accusingly as I pulled up the collar of my new coat to cover my neck. At least we found a coat for me; it was black. That’s all I can really say for it, I mean it’s just a winter jacket not a fashion statement.

“Well do you want to go to a ball in a club dress? I would love that but I’m not so sure my parents and all the older vampires would appreciate that…not to mention the younger vamps would be checking you out and hitting on you,” he quipped as we got back into his car and he took us home.

“Still,” I grumbled.

“Man, I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl who detests shopping,” he shook his head at me.

I shrugged, “Shopping was never my thing. Neither were dresses and skirts and heels and makeup and all the other things most girls adore.”

“You’re a weird girl.”

“You’re an annoying vampire.”

“I don’t see your point,” he said, rubbing my thigh with his hand.

“I didn’t have one, I was just saying…oh! Did you hear?” I said suddenly excited.

“Hear what?” he cast me a strange look.

“Aidan and Mick are going out when Aidan comes back with Mona!” I grinned.

He smiled, “Good for them. But you do realize that Mona’s going to be back when that happens?”

My grin faded and I sighed, “I know. But I’ll take Mona any day if it means Mick gets to be happy.”

“Even if it meant that we couldn’t be together?” he asked quietly.

I pursed my lips, thinking for a moment. “Yes.”

I may have strong feelings for Blade but for me friends always came first. Besides we could be together if he just dumped Mona.

His words completely registered and my eyes popped, “Wait a second. I wasn’t aware that we were even ‘together’!”

“Well technically speaking we are together in a way, just not the official boyfriend/girlfriend status,” he said, peeking at me quickly.

I looked down at his hand on my thigh and slowly picked it up to hold it in mine, not saying anything.

“Kiana?” he asked warily.

I looked up at him and forced a smile before I looked back down, smile fading.

I heard him let out a long breath, “I know you don’t like it but I don’t know what else to do,” he said, suddenly sounding tired.

“Break up with her. You don’t even like her so just cut her loose already,” I said, looking at his hand in mine.

“I want too, I really fucking do but I just…can’t do it,” he squeezed my hand before he lifted our hands and put his under my chin, lifting my face up to his. His red eyes were sad and pleading with me to understand.

I gazed at him for a moment before I looked out the window, “You should watch the road,” I said quietly, letting his hand go to drop my hand into my lap.

“Kiana I’m sorry,” his hand touched the back of my hand but I didn’t even move.

“I know,” was all I said. Simply because there was nothing else to say.

When we got home we went inside quietly, not touching or looking at each other. I decided to go to the attic like room again so I headed there while Blade went…somewhere. I wandered around the attic, exploring the drawers and chests. I went to one of the chests that had dresses in it and looked them over.

I found one that looked promising; it was a deep blood red color, strapless with white embroidery under the pleated red bra part. It came tight and slimming down past the hips and then from that part came a slightly poofed out red skirt. Unfortunately the skirt part was dirty and tattered, mostly in the front so that killed any chance it had of being a possible contender for the ball.

Not to mention I didn’t even know if it fit.

I sighed. This was hopeless. And I didn’t just mean the dress situation. I meant also my precarious non-relationship-relationship with Blade.

Every time I thought it was going okay it would always get ruined and make things weird, awkward or uncomfortable.

And it was all because he couldn’t dump Mona for some damn mysterious reason.
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Okay guys. What the fuck? Why do I keep getting fucking moderated and getting my chapters taken off the web? I haven't even written anything explicit or innapropriate so would whoever is doing it please stop? Because even if you keep doing it I'm going to keep posting the chapters anyways; so it's moot point to keep doing it.
I don't get it. If you don't like swearing/sensuality/gore or anything then leave now. If you think it's bad it's only going to get worse. And no I will not censor my writing to suit your preference. If you don't like it don't read it! My God! Is that concept reallyso hard to understand?
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BUT anyways before I get back into that whole thing again....
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I'm not done writing Slave to Love (Even with the reportings) and I have a sequel planned for this story so STOP WORRYING. I'm not done yet. The reason for the long lack of updates was because of my vacation (which I told you all about) and the fact that I DO HAVE OTHER STORIES I WRITE. I am trying to update those as well as this one; so I'm sorry if I can't get updates out as fast as I used to. I'm trying to be good and update everything whenever I can.
I know I promised an update sometime this week or before Monday, and I really hope I can update before Monday but if I don't then I'm sorry. But I do have a life outside of writing and soon school is going to be starting (September 1st actually) so I know updates are going to be slower then.
But for the next week I will be trying to update and write as much as I can before school comes but don't worry; I will still be trying my hardest to write as much as possible even with school.
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NOW. On a lighter note; I am back (clearly) and yes I did have fun on vacation. If you want to hear about my vacation go to my journal (there's even a picture of me where you can see most of my face actually XD) and school is starting soon again.
Everyone knows that though so...yeah XD I'm kind of excited for the new year; I'm dying to get my schedule so I can check my classes with my friends and see if I have any with them and what teachers I have and stuff (Please God don't give me Mr. Bourke!) But I really don't want to go to school and get projects and homework and stuff.
I mean come on! I have math four times a week for like....1hr and a few minutes every day. Blech. That's going to suck. I have no idea how many times I have my other classes though...I guess I'll find out later!
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