VAMPIRE'S ADDICTION

4. Blame game

CHAPTER FOUR

“I’m still a little lost here. Someone beat us in raising Stormy? I don’t get it,” Nothing was making any sense to me but then again, I didn’t speak witch language.

“My spell and the timing were right but someone raised Stormy before we did. I have no idea who and how they even got a witch here but she won’t be able to stay in Christine’s body long. That is a human body and she is a vampire. Whoever they used to bring Stormy back is very powerful but why would they bring her back? Oh, I really have a bad feeling about this,” Worry was written all over her features, not helping with my frustration.

“This is all Damien’s fault. If he didn’t show up in my life, I would still be so normal. Ugh! I even had a man that was in love with me and I lost him because I was stupid enough to think I was in love with that vampire i***t,” I plumped down on the sofa, blowing out a wisp of air.

“Are you really that mad at me?” Damien’s quiet voice grabbed my attention. When did he get back inside? I glanced behind him but there was no Christine or Stormy or whoever she really was.

“You’ve ruined my life, don’t you see that?” I snapped.

“Keep it on hold you two. Now, care to spill about your ex-wife?” Madeline prompted, cutting off the word battle that was about to spurt.

“She wouldn’t say who brought her back but she is definitely not Sean’s sire because you kno well she stuck in a human body for now. Whoever the sire is, has sort of, well, instructed him to only drink from Jenny until she is dead. This sire must be working with Stormy and that just means trouble,”

“Great. Now your psychopathic ex-wife wants to kill me. Just how much worse can my life get?” I threw my hands in the air, sighing in frustration. All this would have been better if I had moved out of town but for some reason I couldn’t.

“And what happens if he doesn’t feed?” Chloe questioned.

“Well, he dies and trust me, its not the most pleasant sight to witness. Right now, he can’t stomach blood from any other person unless its Jenny. I’m really sorry but I think we’ll just have to kill him before it gets worse,”

“What? Are you insane? Sean is my friend and I just got him back. I’m not going to lose him again,” I snapped. I did not understand the meaning of what I was saying but all I knew is that I would not let Sean go just like that.

“And I’m not going to lose you either. Look, I can’t change what I’m Jenny and I can’t as well change what I feel for you. Yes, I kept our intimacy away from you and I’m not proud of that. I want to make things right between us and whether you want it or not, you do see me as more than just a blood drinking creature. So accept it Jenny,” he snapped right back before adding in a softened voice,” accept the reality for what it is because it won’t change,”

“Why did you have to come here of all places?” I whispered after a few seconds of silence.

“Looks like you guys are about to have a heart to heart. So, Chloe and I will just take a walk and grab some latte while talking witch business,” Madeline said, already pulling Chloe out.

“My life was perfect Damien. I had normal friends, a normal sister and even a normal life. I worked hard so my sister can go to a good college and have a better life than me. My life was going great but then you walked in and now I have no idea what normal is,’ I whispered, feeling the first fresh tears wetting my cheeks for the first time in many days.

“Your life was not perfect Jenny. Life is never perfect for anyone. The reality is that I’m a vampire, Madeline is a witch, Chloe is now a witch too, Sean is transitioning and that there have been vampires here for so damn long. My kind have been existing way before even your great grandparents were born and we won’t be the last of my kind to-“Suddenly I cut him off with my lips. Maybe it was because I could bear to hear the harsh truth of what was now my reality. Finally, it was sinking in my head that this was not a bad dream I’d be waking up from anytime soon. This was my reality. This was my life now.

Strange isn’t it? How you find yourself hating someone but then you kiss them so hard despite the tears still streaming down your face? I wanted so bad to loathe him but his lips tasted way too heavenly and now I couldn’t stop the sudden heat evading every single cell in my body. Tossing my emotions aside, I let my body burn under his touch as his hands went around my waist. It was supposed to be a stop-talking kiss but now I wanted him all over me just like in my dreams. Maybe I did want him wrecking my walls but after this I was going to blame it on my emotions.

“f**k! I can’t-“ he pulled away breathing fast but I was quick to stop him from completing his sentence.

“Don’t stop Damien. They’ll probably not going to be another time,” I cut him off, my chest heaving as I captured is lips once again.

“f**k it!” He cussed, grabbing my ass cheeks as hoisted me around his waist with ease before speeding towards my room.

There were no words uttered between us as he literally tore the clothes off me, his lips never leaving mine.

I was so going to blame this on my emotions.