When I woke up I was stark naked and was lying in Alex's bed under the comforter. I can't blieve I let Alex took my virginity. I sat up feeling really light-headed.
"Why the fuck do I feel like I have a hangover?," I asked myself.
"Because I drank some of your blood and fed you some of mine while you were unconscience," Alex said walking in.
"Wait, you drank my blood?!," I said.
"Yes, and for a witch you're pretty tasty," he sat beside me, "here's a shirt."
I didn't trust him. I backed away and held the blanket against my chest. I leaned against the head board in fear and denial hoping that last night was all just a dream. Those were all just fairy-tales and ghost stories to scare the shit out of little kids. I shook my head and tried to wake up from this dream. But I opened my eyes and there he still was. Standing as still as stone looking a little sad.
"Get the fuck away from me!," I shouted.
"I-I didn't mean to do that to you last night," he lowered his arm holding his shirt that he'd offered for me.
"What? Let me offer up my virginity then you almost fucking drain me dry!," I felt the side of my neck and it was smooth and no punctures.
"I'm sorry. You can go if you want," he stated.
More questions were piling up. I felt like I was a whore that was about to be thrown on the street. My heart slowed and I locked eyes with Alex. It seemed like he was actually sorry. I sighed and I had a change of heart. It didn't seem like that he actually wanted to hurt me. I relaxed my muscles and looked up at his face.
"I-I want to say t-that I am scared," I held my hand out and he gave me his shirt.
I pulled it on and made sure he couldn't my boobs. Yeah I didn't want him seeing me now though he saw mw pretty well last night. I stood up, but all of my strength hadn't come back and i fell. Alex caught me though and I leaned into him. i wasn't happy about it, but I obviously couldn't walk. He scooped me up andI couldn't look up at him. When we got downstairs in the kitchen I was set down on the kitchen counter. Then the front door burst open and Star, Kashmina, Carl, and Joey came in.
"We're back!," Star yelled walking into the kitchen.
i just stared at them. I was pretty sure they all knew about Alex and was pretty sure that they all were... vampires. Kashmina looked at me and I could see her arm around Star's waist. I looked at the floor and heard her speak.
"What's going on?," Kashmina looked at me.
"Nothing," I muttered.
She must've been hit with realization because she glared at Alex. It was an evil threatening glare.
"Alex what the hell?! She's scared out of her fucking skin!," her voice made me jump.
"Kashmina, what the fuck are you talking about?!," Carl asked.
"Look at the poor thing!," she walked up to me and helped me down.
I couldn't stand yet and she caught me before I could bang my head on the edge. Id forgotten that vampires were strong. She helped me stand and sighed.
"I didn't mean to hurt her," he looked sadder.
"I'm fine okay," I stood up straight and walked away and back up the stairs.
I knew some were arguing, but it felt like someone was following me. It must be Kashmina because she seemed to have the most concern for me. She put her hand on my shoulder gently. I turned around and looked in her eyes and saw that she was okay. I still felt like a whore and I'd enjoyed last night aside from me loosing a lot of blood. I looked at my feet.
"You are no whore, trust me," she smiled at me.
"How did you know what I was thinking?," I asked.
"I'm the only one that has the ability of reading minds," she rubbed my arm.
"Oh," I laughed.
"Come on I have some clothes you can wear," she guided me to her bedroom.
I walked in and she told me to sit on her bed. I did as she opened her closet and pulled a hot pink dress out, a black one-button vest, and some black heals. I pulled the dress on andit fit just right and I put the vest on. She came over to me and told me to hold still and did my face a make-over. When she showed me a mirror I didn't look like myself.
"Oh my god!," I looked myself over and over again.
"Yeah, I love doing make-up and hair," she put my hair in curls without even using curlers or a curling iron.
"I know this probably won't make up for what happened, but I want to take you out," she motioned for me to put the shoes on.
I put the shoes on and followed her down the stairs and to her car. But not before everyone hastled us.
"Where the hell are you going?," Joey shouted.
"Taking her for some fresh air," she answered and we drove off.