Okay, so let's recap. I'm a total freak with blue blood and am a bit of EVERYTHING. Joy, oh joy.
"So....what's next?" I ask. He looks at me.
"Well, I'm going back to war. You, on the other hand, are going back home. No excuses." My mouth gapes open.
"What? No way! I'm fighting, too." His eyebrows knit together in frustration.
"You've already fought. You are going back to the castle."
"You've already fought, too!!" I point out.
"But I am a vampire fighting demons. You,"
"Are part vampire!"
"Only part. A very small part."
"Just let her fight, Harver!" Aiden finally says. I give him a grateful look. A growl comes out of Harver's mouth. Aiden holds up his hands. "Relax, man." I swear that Harver wanted to punch him at that very moment. I had to hide my smile. He turns back to me, his face crimpled and angry.
"You aren't fighting. I am personally escorting you to the train." He states, and grabs my arm, pulling me in the direction of the train. I try to pull back, but he's pretty strong.
He pulls me to the train and talks to a man, telling him that I'm getting on, and to make sure someone watches me.
"I don't need babysat." I complained. He ignored me. His pale face came near mine and he breathed on me.
"Don't try and stay, Rayne. It would not turn out nicely."
"Is that...a threat of some sort?" I ask, gasping. He just smirks and turns on his heel. "Wait!" I call after him, but he gets away too fast. "Stupid Harver." I mumble to myself. Fine, don't say goodbye.
I walk into the castle after the train ride. I am definetly not happy about this. If I had my way, I would be fighting right now, beside Harver, and stabbing all the stupid demons. Harver better not get himself killed, because then I won't get the chance to hurt him myself.
And what do I hate right now? That I still inexplicatbly love him. It's so stupid!
Two weeks later, after my anger is almost drained, word spreads that the war is over, and we've won. And I'll finally get to see Harver, and he's going to get it.
As soon as Harver steps into the castle, I run to him. He looks a little battered, but with him being a vampire, I'm sure he'll be fine. Besides, hopefully I was going to add to those stupid cuts and slices.
I hugged him, then started pounding my fists against his chest.
"You stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid vampire! How could you just leave me like that? Do you know how WORRIED I've been?!" Harver laughs, and grabs my wrists gently.
"Hello to you, too." I struggle against his grip on my wrists, but then give up. He lets go. He lifts my chin and kisses me on the lips gently. But I'm not going to let him get away with it that easily. I pull back.
Then I hear a high pitched voice,"Oh Harver! Oh my gosh I'm so glad you're back!" I turn around. A girl maybe two years older than me runs up to us. She has bright red lipstick on. She has pale skin, meaning what else is she but a vampire, and bouncing blond curls. She's smiling, revealing her pearly white teeth, and fangs. She hugs Harver, my boyfriend, and, I swear I'll kill her for it, kisses him on both cheeks.
"Hello Margaret, my dear friend." Harver replies gently. Anger boils inside me. His dear friend? Some beautiful tramp comes along and I'm over? This means war.