Forever Yours (#4) (2 page)

“Rose, you can’t feed on me.” I nod –I know, but I wanted to taste your blood
like you have tasted mine. Dalton lets go of me and he focuses back on the road
ahead. He pushes his foot back down onto the gas pedal. I look at him, smiling
from ear to ear.

We reach the town and the streets are busy and filled with people. As we stop at
a red light, I can hear the soft voices of the passers-by. Some are taking about
money, chocolate and shopping. Others are discussing their lives, what to have
for dinner and what movie to watch tonight. A little girl runs across the street,
and she is very close to our car. I can hear her tiny heart, pumping blood to her
veins and my lips begin to shake with desire. I grab the door handle, but Dalton
crushes my hand before I have the chance to open it. He shakes his head at me,
and he slams his foot down onto the gas pedal in frustration. We sit in silence,
as Dalton drives us to a deserted gas station on the edge of town. He pulls the
car into the lot, and he switches off the engine. He turns to face me, and his
expression is extra serious.

“I’m going to find someone for you to feed on, wait in the car.” Dalton stares at
me as he waits for me to agree with him. I don’t speak, I just stare at him. He is
so gorgeous. “Rose, do you understand me?” He urges again. I snap out of my
daze and I smile at him, agreeing to what he is saying.

“Yeah, I understand.” Dalton leans in and he kisses me on my forehead. He
jumps out of the car and I watch, and hear him as he marches into the gas
station. My heart is racing, and I can’t believe what has happened. I am about to
become a vampire. This is so unreal and captivating. My whole world has
changed, for the better. I can see clearer, hear things that I would never have
before. My mind is strong; I am determined and even surer that I love Dalton.
When I see him, it’s like my whole life comes into focus. He is the air that fills
my vampire lungs, and he is the light that burns through me. My feelings for
him are stronger than ever –I’m certain that I have made the right decision. I
look out the window of the car and although I can’t see Dalton, I can hear him
speaking. I can’t fully make out what he is saying, but I know that he is on his
way back to me. I can hear his footsteps and he is not alone. He bursts into my
vision and he is walking across the lot, carrying a young boy. He rushes towards
the car and he thrusts the door open, he slides the boy into the back seat and
jumps into the driver’s side. He starts the engine and speeds out of the parking
lot. My lips are shaking and my ears can’t adjust to the noise. But it’s not the
Porsche’s engine that’s distracting me; it’s the beating of the boy’s heart. I can
see a vein bulging through the skin of his neck and I can’t resist. I lunge into the
back seat and I pin the boy’s head down onto the seat. My throat is burning with
desire –I am starving, I need blood. I crush the boy with my body, and I feel the
car swerve as Dalton tries to pull me away from the boy. I fight him off, and
Dalton spins the car to halting stop. He jumps out of the car and he pulls the boy
from under me. I hiss at him and he frowns at me.

“I’m starving,” I say in a rough voice. My knees are weak and my skin is on
fire. I can’t wait any longer, I need to feed. Dalton pushes past me and he sets
the boy back down into the car. I follow him and I hound him until he pushes
me forward. The boy is about to wake up, I can hear his heart rate increasing
and his breathing is heavy. Dalton grabs onto my face and he pulls me towards
him.

“You don’t have long before he wakes up. I need you to feed on him, but you
must stop when I tell you to, is that understood?” My lips are shaking –I agree
with him and pull myself out of his grasp. I lunge into the back of his tiny car,
and I set myself down next to the boy. His eyes are fluttering under their lids
and he is about to wake up. I sense that I don’t have long, so grab his head and
tilt it to the side. His dark hair is long and it touches his neck, I push it away and
my lips begin to quiver. I move closer to him, eyeing the spot that I want to bite.
I fix my eyes on his tanned skin, and I move my lips onto his neck. My gums
are stinging and urging me to bite. A deep hissing forms in my throat, I can’t
resist any longer. I tear into his skin and I taste his blood. It’s sweet and fills my
entire body with pleasure. My throat fills with the boy’s blood, and the burning
dryness is slowly fading into a pleasurable state. As I draw more blood, I hear
him, I see into his mind and I read his thoughts. He is scared and helpless as his
eyes open he screams out in pain, and I can feel that pain deep in my soul. He is
terrified of me and even though I am lost in the pleasure of feeding on him, I
don’t want to hurt him. I pull my teeth out of his neck and I wipe my lips with
my fingers. The boy is scared and Dalton quickly interferes and eases the boys
fear. I jump out of the car and I feel –revitalized. My head is clear and my body
is vibrant, I am finally a vampire.

Dalton drove me back to his house and now we are sitting in the lounge, as he
tries to explain the dos and don’ts of being a vampire. I never knew that there
were so many rules for me to obey and if I am honest, I don’t know that I will
be able to stick to any of them. He says that I must stay indoors for at least a
week, and that I can’t go to work or see my family. He says that since I am a
newbie, I won’t be able to control myself around my family and he doesn’t want
to risk exposition. Nicholas and Dalton have been extra careful since they
moved to Portland, and they don’t want me to ruin their hard efforts. The only
person in town who knows what they are is me, and now I am one of them.
Dalton was right; I do feel different once I have fed. My head is clearer,
stronger and I know exactly what I want –Dalton. I can’t see straight, as I look
at him –he is all that I want. My feelings are stronger, and they ache every part
of my body. He is the reason that I breathe. He is worth the burning hunger, and
the risk of losing myself into a homicidal mess. I fed on a young boy, and I felt
his pain as I drew out his blood –that memory will stay with me forever. It will
guide me and stop me from losing control –I will never hurt anyone. I know that
I am newbie and Dalton insists that my desire for blood will take over me, but I
don’t believe that it will. I feel strong and in control. I feel like I could stand in a
room full of humans and not hurt them –am I just wishful thinking?

“Rose, do you understand everything that I have said to you?” My mind races –
think Rose.
I clear my mind and I think back on what I have just heard him say.
I nod and I part my lips. “Yeah, I understand, but I have a question.” I say as I
move closer to him. Dalton stares at me, waiting for me to speak. “You said that
I can’t go home, where am I gonna stay?” Dalton smiles and he grazes my
cheek with his hand.
“With me,” I shake my head at his answer –I can’t stay with him.

“I can’t, my Uncle will go crazy if he finds out, and what am I gonna say to him
anyways? We haven’t thought of a story. What’s my reason for not going
home?” My voice is urgent and my temper is sliding off the scale –I feel as if I
could demolish the whole house. My hands are trembling and I can feel my eyes
burning. I jump off the sofa and I rush towards the nearest mirror. I fall back at
my reflection –I look like a demon. My eyes are burning red and my lips are
parted to reveal two sharp daggers. “DALTON,” I scream. He flies over to me
and he grabs hold of me by my waist.

“Baby, it’s okay, just breathe,” Dalton says as he tries to soothe me. I violently
shake my head as I continue to stare at my demon looks. “Close your eyes and
breathe through your hunger.”

“Close your eyes, count to three and remember to breathe. Trust me it works.” I
take his advice, and my temper is slowly fading. My eyes have faded back to
their original colour, and my lips and body have stopped shaking. I run my
tongue across my teeth and I smile when I don’t feel the two sharp daggers. I
spin around, and I look at myself in the mirror –I look like me. I spin back
around to face Dalton, and he grips onto my waist. He violently pulls me
towards him and he places his lips onto mine. He spins me around and I spin
him back –holy cow it feels amazing to have the same power as him. He pushes
me down onto the sofa, and he runs his fingers through my hair. He rips off his
shirt and he crashes against me. I let out a deafening laugh, and grip onto his
back. He slides his lips onto my neck, and he grazes my skin with his fingers.
He laughs and he looks up at me, pulling his lips away from my neck. “Your
wounds are gone. It’s like I never fed on you.” My heart melts at his words, and
I grab him, pulling his head back to join mine. My lips collide with his, and the
sensation is mind-blowing. I reluctantly pull back from him, gasping as I stare
deep into his eyes.

“It’s better this way; I’m finally your equal.” Dalton laughs and he licks his lips
in a tender way. His eyes flash red, and I can feel mine doing the same. Our
jolting bodies connect and I let out a massive squeal –he is mine, forever.
The day has come and gone in a flash, and as the hours tick away on Dalton’s
grandfather clock, I start to think about my uncle. I haven’t called him to say
that I won’t be home tonight, and I know that I should. But something is
holding me back. I can’t bring myself to pick up the phone and call him. I don’t
know what is stopping me from calling. Something just feels wrong, and I don’t
know what it is. My body is aching at the thought of seeing him, because I
know that when I do, I will have to lie to him. I hate lying to him, my uncle has
done so much for me, and I owe a lot to him. Every sense in my body is
pulsating. My feelings for my uncle are multiplied –how I am going to cope? I
don’t want to stay away from family, but I know that I have to. I choose this; I
choose to become a vampire, and to be with Dalton. I knew that I would have to
sacrifice my family life to be with him, but now that I have, it’s harder than I
thought. When I was human my life didn’t seem important. I floated from day
to day. Working a dead beat job and reading books into the wee hours. But now
that I am a vampire, everything has changed. I feel alive. More alive than ever
before. Every sense in my body is on overdrive. I can see things that didn’t exist
before. I can hear things that no one else can. My vampire life has been short –a
few hours to be exact. But I have felt more alive in those few hours than I ever
did in my nineteen years of being a human.

The door of Dalton’s bedroom bursts open and I jump off the bed at the noise.
My eyes focus on Dalton as he stands in the doorjamb. He has changed his
clothes, and he is now wearing a dark blue hoodie and light coloured jeans. His
hair looks wet as he slides over to me. He wraps his arms around my waist and
he gently kisses my forehead. I squeeze him with all my force and he grunts and
loosens my arms from around his neck.

“You’re crushing my bones. I told you that you’d be the death of me.” I smile at
his words and I march back over to the bed. I flop down onto the surface and the
bed shakes and pulls away from the wall. I bite my lip as I apologise.

“I’m sorry. I guess I don’t know my own strength.” Dalton laughs and he makes
his way over to me. He gently sits down onto the bed, and he folds his arms
across his chest. I look at him –holy crap he’s gorgeous.

“You’ll soon get to use to your extra strength. Rose, have you called your Uncle
yet?” I blush and my eyes fall onto the bed. I nervously play with covers, until
Dalton grabs my hand and stops me. My eyes lift from the bed and meet his
stare. He looks worried, and I know that he is going to force me to call George.
My frozen heart starts to race as he continues to stare at me.

“No, I haven’t.” I say in a sharp tone. Dalton presses his eyebrows together at
my firmness, he doesn’t look happy with me. His eyes darken and his lips
quiver. I smile –he doesn’t scare me anymore.

“What are you smiling about? You think it’s funny that you haven’t called to let
your uncle know that you’re safe? He is probably worried out of his mind about
you.” I blush. He doesn’t scare me, but he still intimidates the hell out of me. He
has just made me feel like a naughty school kid. But I get his reasons and I
agree with them. My uncle will be worrying about me. I need to man-up and I
need to call him, before he comes to look for me. I reach into the pocket of my
jeans, and I take out my phone. I search my contacts until I find the house
number. I pause before I hit send.

“You haven’t lied yet. So just call him.” Dalton is firm and I feel that he doesn’t
understand. I shake my head as I look at him. When I first met him he told me
that being a vampire made him not care about anyone or anything. I don’t see
how that’s true. Since I turned, I have felt stronger about every passion that I
have. I feel things more intensely; my heart is like a ticking time-bomb full of
emotions. One that’s ready to explode at any moment.

“You told me that you couldn’t feel, and that I would be an empty shell. That’s
not true; I care more about my family than I ever did. My emotions are high,
and I feel awful about the way I am treating my Uncle.” Dalton sighs and he
takes the phone out of my hand. He throws it down onto the bed and he pulls me
close to him. I rest my cheek against his hoodie, I break down into tears.

“Don’t cry, your emotions are high because you’re new. When you wake up
tomorrow, you’ll feel different. Everything will be clearer and your guilt will
pass.” I sob at his words.