by N. R. Willis
Anyways, getting off track, we went to some fancy restaurant with a water fountain in front and a valet that took his car away. I guess kids like him like to show off. Pansy.
I attempted to stop thinking about punching him in the face but it just seemed so satisfying.
I think I am smart enough to know that it is a bad idea to punch a vampire in the face, especially a rich one… that would kill you and then gain all of your powers. He is the last person that needs my powers. I take that back. Satan would be worse.
So we went into the restaurant, me trying to avoid his hands just in case he got the wise idea to try and hold mine. Him; being smart enough to know my plans and grabbed my hand anyways.
Sneaky butt hole.
Luckily for me we were seated in a swift manner and I had an excuse to make him let go. I was slightly alarmed when the waiter greeted him by name. Did he take all of his dates to the same place?
Wait… his dad owns that place doesn’t he? I should have figured that out sooner. I guess it was rather obvious but that is beside the point. Because, although I knew he paid for dinner and pretended to be the gentleman he’s not I kinda… wasn’t there to see it.
The conversation was awesome. Not really. It pretty much went like this:
“So what do you think?” He asked me in what I assumed to be a seductive voice but my ears didn’t hear it. I was too busy being annoyed.
“A little on the fancy side.” I told him nonchalantly.
“Really, where would you have gone?” He asked me with an eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face.
“Somewhere better.” I stuck my nose in the air pretending to be one of the princess squad. But it appeared the tactic wasn’t working when he laughed at my antics. And I’ll admit I chuckled a little to.
I had to change the subject and fast to get myself out of this little rut.
“You know, sharks can smell blood in the ocean.” He looked at me with an eyebrow raised, “So does that mean that all vampires are part shark and this is like the ocean?” I somehow managed to hold a poker face because that was completely ridiculous.
There was this awkward silence and I was really unsure of what to do. Things were getting a little awkward and I felt myself making a face as he seemed to be getting closer… with a look on his face… Wait I know that look.
He was getting awfully close. A little too close if I don’t say so myself… Holy hell he’s going to kiss me! So I did the only thing I could think of.
I fainted.
Maybe I didn’t actually faint but I did pretend to and it hurt a lot. I mean who tries to kiss a girl after she makes a freaking comment about sharks… and vampires being part shark.
“OOWWWWWW!!!” I cried after I’d hit the ground. Niklas, of course came rushing up to me. Trying to ‘help’ me but at the same time laughing at my antics.
Jerk face.
“Quite the fall you had there.” He laughed out. I attempted not to smack him… once again.
“Yeah… I’m just going to…” I stood up slowly, “Go to the bathroom and fix myself…” I hurriedly rushed passed Niklas and to the ladies room before he could say anything.
This night definitely wasn’t going as I had expected but it didn’t mean that I still couldn’t make it turn.
And you know what I wasn’t expecting? Seth… in the women’s bathroom.
“What the hell?!” I cried and I’ll admit I did that little girly thing where you bring your hands into your chest all surprised. “What is wrong with you people?! Oh, that’s right you’re not people.” I growled and turned to the mirror to at least pretend like I was doing something.
So I washed my hands.
Seth laughed and asked me what was up. Like he actually wanted to know but I was still concerned about the fact that he was hanging out in the girl’s restroom trying to have this conversation with me.
“Oh you, know… he only tried to kiss me like 15 minutes into the date!” I cried. I threw the paper towel that I dried my hands on down on to the counter.
“Good ol’ Niklas, ever the charmer.” Seth was way too amused for my liking.
“Charmer my ass.” I mumbled. “He doesn’t know the first thing about me and therefore has not impressed me in the slightest.”
“He’s trying… no matter how sad the effort is.” I snorted. It was a very sad effort considering he couldn’t just ask me to my face like a normal person. No he had to go around me and ask my parents. What was this? 1842?
“The effort is worse than sad. It’s pathetic and awkward… and I kind of wish I had a way out.” I snorted.
“Do you want to get out of here?” Seth asked rather slyly. I fell right into that trap.
“Get out of the bathroom. Nah, I’m good for now.” I replied sarcastically. I kind of did have a way of avoiding things.
“You know what I mean. If you find yourself not liking the bathroom anymore just go out the back door through the kitchens.” Seth didn’t say anything else he just left. Why was everyone so weird?
I huffed and looked at myself in the mirror. The way I saw I had two options. I could continue this date with Niklas and continue of this awkward night feeling awkward all night or I could follow Seth and potentially have an adventure. Who was I kidding? I’m a teenager. The choice was quite easy.
And that is how I found myself sitting in the passenger seat of Seth Camaro.
Chapter 11: Why are my dates creepy?
Saturday September 8, 2012
1:34pm
I fell asleep writing the last journal entry as you can tell by the smudge and the words on my face. I guess Niklas really isn’t all that interesting even if he thinks he is the king of the universe. But there is plenty more to talk about. I am sure you’re dying to hear about it so I will jump right into it. The drama continues!
I don’t know what Niklas did when he realized that I ditched him but I wish I was there to see the look on his face. I’m one hundred percent positive it was priceless.
Anyways we sat in Seth’s car for a moment almost as if he was thinking where to go. I thought the dude would have it all planned out. Guess I was wrong. As soon as I had the thought, however, he quickly put the car in drive and we were away from the restaurant and Niklas in his sweet, sweet car.
“Where are we going?” I asked being the curious person that I am.
“It’s a surprise.” He smirked a little bit at the word surprise and I found myself baffled at the fact that I was not irked by his words… or his smirk. What is with these guys?
“I’m not gonna lie, it kind of sounds like you’re taking me off somewhere to kill me.” I said rather boldly. He started to laugh. Like hard core, and I felt a little embarrassed that I let my mouth get away from me once again.
This was starting to feel a little bit like Déjà vu. Did that mean someone was going to try to kill me again? I almost hoped so because it was actually entertaining how terrible these hit men were.
Once his laughter had died down there was a small awkward silence that I felt obligated to break.
“So… why did you do this for me? You know the whole rescue the damsel thing…?” I asked almost hesitantly. “Or is there something for you in this?”
“Why do you think?” he didn’t look away from the road which irritated me a little.
I scoffed, “Because, you made a deal. Gotta make sure that it is upheld.” I crossed my arms over my chest like a little brat. I’m sure he noticed, especially since he chuckled.
He has a bad habit of doing that. What’s worse is that I secretly find it sexy, but I’ll never admit that to anyone besides my trusty journal. “You’re funny.”
“But seriously, is there a real reason that you rescued me… and continue to show up around me? Are you stalking me or something?”
“That’s not a conversation for a short car ride.” He replied seriously. A bundle of nerves grew in my stomach. “What I can say is that Niklas and his family are douche bags, their motives are n
ever clear.”
Was he insinuating Niklas wanted to kill me because that was dumb?
I raised an eyebrow at him. So, Niklas wanted something from me. That’s never a good sign. Maybe Seth was using me to get back at Niklas…
Seth successfully shifted my attention when he took me to get ice cream, which I shouldn’t have been surprised about because Ice cream? Really that is an easy solution for a quick date… well, if you could call it that. Anyways, he took me to get ice cream and then we went to the park of all places which was completely abandoned and ate our ice cream there.
Like Mexicans.
I sniffed my arm pit attempting to be discrete but he totally saw me. I shrugged my shoulders not at all embarrassed, “What? I am a chump who has an irrational fear of being smelly.”
I couldn’t help but think back to our previous conversation in the car. “It still seems like you’ve taken me to a prime place to murder me. But now it is all fancy… because there is ice cream involved.”
“I’m not here to kill you D.” I was surprised at the nickname he’d given me. I’d never been called anything but my full name and was surprised that I didn’t mind him calling me by something different.
“So… the park. Like Mexicans…” I wasn’t sure what else to say. I knew I didn’t want to come right out and say what I wanted and ask if he could tell me if I could attempt to pry the truth from him. Maybe it was time for me to start being sneaky with my interrogations.
“I don’t think you realize it.” He looked at me with somewhat analytical eyes.
“Realize what?” I hate it when people speak in code. They never come straight out and say what they mean or they think that you automatically know what they’re talking about so you have to guess.
“Realize what you do, what you are doing. You aren’t as hidden as you think you are.” He said somewhat cryptically.
“How am I not as hidden as I think I am?” I asked suddenly out raged and then I realized what had come out of my mouth, my admittance to the fact that I wasn’t human.
“You draw me in.” He stepped closer to me, closer to the swing I was perched on.
“D… draw you in?” I wanted to laugh but swallowed instead, to push the laughter back down.
“I know you.” He continued to slowly get closer until he was holding on to the chains on the swing that I was sitting on.
Suddenly we weren’t at the park anymore. We were in a room filled with people, people with blank faces. The room was white and there was nothing on the walls. The only thing in the room was a number of benched, simple and white. I was sitting in the middle, still on the swing.
There are so many thoughts they’re all mixing together swirling around some screaming some whispers. I had a hard time blocking them and I don’t know why there is something wrong and I don’t know what it is. It is almost as if someone has control of me and they want me to feel all of this. To hear all of this.
It was overwhelming and I did the only thing any normal person would do. I fell to my knees out of the swing inches from Seth and clutched at my head.
It stopped.
Dead silence.
I know what you are. I’ve always known.
Those were the only words I heard in the room. It was the end of the madness and I knew exactly what had just happened.
My eyes widened and teary eyed I looked up a Seth who was wearing this expression that almost confused me. It was almost as if he was telling me he knew what I was … am and he didn’t care, that he wouldn’t use it. But of course I didn’t believe that. No one knew what I was without wanting something from it.
But there was the matter of the contract that I still knew nothing about and because of it I knew I couldn’t just get rid of him. I couldn’t just leave and never see him again. It would never happen especially with a legally binding contract.
The scene changed back. We were in the park again. I was on the ground my breath was labored, slowly I stood.
“You know then.” I let out under my breath. I knew he heard every word.
Chapter 12: Shenanigans
Thursday September 13th, 2012
3:33 pm
So on Monday after the date I knew that he would find me later so I steered clear for a while. I found Niklas at school surrounded by his army of Princesses as usual. So there was no doubt I would steer clear of that crap shoot.
Unfortunately for me he is he found me during free period, like the stalker he is, when he could corner me alone somewhere to complain that I’d ditched him. And surprise he shoved me into a broom closet. Awesome, broom pilot rumors continue…
“Hey!” I cried when he dragged me in by the arm.
“Don’t sound so surprised Dia.” Niklas said darkly.
“You need to be less… I don’t know, aggressive. Some girls don’t find that attractive.” I glared.
“And some girls do.” He countered. “I wonder if those girls include girls who ditch their dates…”
“Who says ditching girls like it rough?” I growled.
“Oh, they don’t say it but their blood says it all.” He backed me into a wall where I winced visibly. He freaking sniffed me!
“That’s not creepy at all.” I muttered.
“Not one bit.” His face was getting close and it was freaking me out. I was never one for vampire attempts at seduction especially not when it involved Niklas. They always found a way to make me feel awkward. Like hide under the bed till he goes away awkward.
“I think you’re forgetting the fact that I date ditched you this weekend…” I said slowly. My insides were cringing. I hoped he’d step off… or just take a step back.
“I haven’t forgotten anything.” He got a centimeter close and I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a little squeak. Stop smelling me!
He stepped back and I let out a breath, a sigh of relief and then proceeded to mutter curses.
“Where did you go? Why did you just ditch me like that?” Niklas glared… at my face and let me tell you, his glarey face is ugly.
“I passed out in the bathroom after a stint of coke… The drinky kind.” I deadpanned just for emphasis.
“Really now?” He raised an eyebrow. Somewhat amused by my stupid sarcastic wit.
“Actually, I broke my foot on the way back to the table and was taken to the hospital… by the valet.” I blinked twice. I hoped he was getting mad but I doubted it. Things never worked out how I wanted them to.
“And he took you out the back door?” He was playing along now.
“And then I was kidnapped by the busboy. He has a dirty car.” I was trying not to smile; the BS was getting to me. Although it would be much better if he believed it.
“You’ve had your fun, now tell me what actually happened. You weren’t in the bathroom and you didn’t break your foot.” He gestured to my not so broken foot… Whoops.
“Did you like… check the bathroom or something? Because that’s weird.” It really, really was.
“Of course I checked the bathroom I was worried you fell in after the first 30 minutes you were gone.” I was his turn to blink at me… glarey blink.
“What is with dudes being where they’re not supposed to be?” I muttered. These guys must find joy in creeping me out so much.
“So, you left with someone?” He deduced with narrowed eyes.
I should stop dropping so many hints.
“I left with your mom…!” I replied nervously, trying to suppress the urge to giggle. Stupid nervous ticks…
“Stop bullshitting. I know you’re not what you say you are. I know you’re not what you pretend to be.” I gulped at his accusation. How the hell does everyone know?!
If this was an interrogation I would be sweating my ass off. Vampires are a huge pain in my ass!
“That’s not vague at all…” I looked at his shoes hoping the shoelaces would come to life and stab him a little.
“No it’s not. I know there is something going on with you. Your dad hanging
around my house and then all of a sudden he disappears and starts hanging with those demon types…” He spat. Guess someone doesn’t like demons.
“Wait… my dad was hanging around your house?” I could feel fear start to bubble below the surface. Not good.
“Yes, yes he was. I’m sure that demon decided to offer a better deal with a bigger price.” We both knew what he was talking about. Demons deal in souls so the answer was logical.