After much contemplation, I switched directions and headed toward "The House of Delusions."I arrived at the bar some seconds later. I needed some shots to take my mind off, Hope. I couldn't believe I was in love with her. I thought I had hated her for so long, not knowing I couldn't decipher my feelings for her. It was the love I felt and not unending hatred. I sighed and stared at the door of the bar. The last time I came here, I had fought with some men and brutally wounded them. I had a little contact with Hope before I came here. It seemed my life revolved around her, but I didn't notice until now. I gulped hard and walked into the bar. The bar smelt of alcohol and blood. I hungered for blood. I need blood to calm down my nerves. Blood with alcohol would do the trick. I wanted the blood to go down my throat slowly and cool down my demons. And I liked the alcohol to fire up my neurons and make the feeling of the realization fade away. I sat on a stool at the wooden counter, and
"This is useless,"Solomon said and let get off me. I dropped to the floor and groaned in pain. He turned and walked back into the house. I sighed and laid back down, looking at the stars. They filled the night sky, scattered around it like pearls on a beach. I heard Hope rush towards me. Her face appeared, covering my view of the stars. I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Desmond,"she said. "Are you alright?". I sat up and buckled my knees with my hands. She sat beside me. I clenched my jaws as the pain eased away. "Talk to me,"she begged. "What do you want me to do, Hope? What do you want from me?"I roared. I stood up and faced her. She sat on her legs, her face up as she listened to me. "The only thing you have done ever since you came into my life is to ruin everything!"I roared. "I hate you, Hope Wallace!"I added. I panted as the anger faded away slowly. She was crying as she looked at me. She sniffed and wi
I arrived at Hope's house in my car the following day. I halted the car in her driveway and killed the engine. I got out of the Audi and closed the door behind me. I leaned back on the door and waited for her.Though I didn't tell her I was coming to pick her up today, I felt it was gentlemanly to do so. And because I loved her. Yes, I did. And I was glad I was finally getting used to it. I looked at the car parked before mine. It was a police cruiser. It was probably her mother's. She was the town's sheriff, and I knew she wouldn't like us seeing each other. It was just the simple truth. Parents always got hard-headed about teenage love and acted like chaperones at a prom.I heard the door open, and I leaned off the door, expecting to see Hope walk down the short stairs. Instead, I saw her mother walk up to me with a pistol. I was perplexed. I raised my hands in surrender. It was sarcastic in the fact that the bullets couldn't hurt me."Who are you, and what is
We arrived home devastated and unsure of what to do. Where would we find someone to act as a parent for us? The only solution was Aleksandr Karavev, over a thousand miles away. Even if we were to place a call right now, he would never reach on time. Even if you used his superspeed, he still wouldn't arrive on time. This is why we were so frustrated. I sighed and opened a bottle of alcohol, pouring it into a glass afterward. I took the half-filled glass and gulped it down at a go. The alcohol burnt my throat, and I felt the heat expel from my nose. It certainly did the job of calming my nerves. "Solomon,"I called. "You should try this. It will calm your nerves." He turned and looked at me with rage in his eyes. He certainly didn't look calm. He was terrified of another human knowledge of our secret. He wasn't still happy about Hope learning of our secret. And speaking of Hope, she had successfully snubbed me throughout today. Something I never thought was poss
I sat back on the couch with Hope, but we didn't talk. We just watched a programme on television. The program was about a boy who was an alien and had lived on Earth for more than four hundred years. The boy didn't like the girl at first, but after some experiences with each other, they got close, and he fell for her.The girl confessed her feelings to him, but he told her he couldn't be with her because he was dangerous; when she asked him why, he confessed to her that he was an alien, an impostor on Earth. He showed her his true form, and she still didn't want to leave him. He finally accepted her, and they began dating.The program was ironic because it described the situation Hope and I were in right now. I couldn't be with her because I was dangerous. She had never seen the lousy vampire side of me before. I was sure if she did, she would run away and never look back. It was better to hurt her now than to accept her now and hurt her more later.Back to the
I walked into the hallway with my hands in the pockets of my black leather jacket. It was snowing heavily outside, and the weather was getting cold. I realized this from the visibility of my breath. The first flake of snow fell immediately after I left Hope's home.Hope didn't like what was happening, but she couldn't do anything about it. I told her we couldn't be together because of the vampire hunter. Thank God she had bought it because I had no other excuse to give. I sighed and walked into history class.I took a sit at my usual spot, which was behind Hope. Her seat was empty, meaning she wasn't in class yet. I leaned back in my seat and relaxed. The whole class was shivering. It was definitely that cold, and it was only a matter of time before people found out I wasn't shivering like they were.I looked up impulsively and saw Hope walk into class. Our eyes met, and I gave her a smirk. She rolled her eyes, ignoring it. I smiled to myself. She sat before me,
I froze as I saw him look at me through the window of the passenger's seat. How did he know I schooled here? Was he stalking me? If he had hunted me in the daytime, I would have known. Was he stalking me? If he had stalked me in the daytime, I would have known. The reason he found out where I schooled was because I got to school at night when he was mainly active. I gritted my teeth, realizing I had made a huge mistake.He disappeared from there, and I wondered where he had gone to. In a split second, I saw him speed toward me and grab me, smashing me against a car. He held me up afterward, and I could hear his heavy breathing. It was so gruesome and uncanny."Where is it?"I heard his hoarse voice ask.I smiled, knowing exactly what he was talking about. When we had last fought, I had escaped with his weapon. The only weapon that could kill a pure vampire. The weapon we thought we had destroyed long ago—a stake from a red sycamore tree. I was happy knowing
We all sat in our sitting room, every single body that knew about our secret. Jocelyn, Zion, Hope, and Zack Walker. Solomon and I were telling them about the vampire hunter and about him being our biology teacher. We were grateful because today was a Saturday, meaning there was no school.My mind was racing through many scenes. How could I not have known that Silas was a vampire? He deceived I and Solomon. I was angry at myself for not listening to my guts appropriately. I knew there was something off about him. But I couldn't understand it, and he drank alcohol here on his first visit. Other vampires couldn't drink alcohol. Their stomach wouldn't have accepted it. They would have vomited it out. My mind was entangled in trying to put the pieces together, but I shrugged everything off."So what are we going to do now?"Zack asked."I do not know,"I answered. "At least we have the weapon that he possesses."Solomon squinted, trying to recall something