Another Chappie, Enjoy :D
I woke up a few hours later to the candles burning out, the smell of peppermint and Trent and me holding each other spoon like. His breath was ruffling my hair and I sighed very content for the first time in my life, with no worries to bother me. My mind was calm and very blank. I slowly slid out of his hold, standing and stretching I yawned.
I heard movement, then Trent pushed against me, holding me to his nakedness. I didn’t mind, leaning my head to his shoulder he brushed my hair out of my face giving me a soft kiss.
“Hi baby.” I giggled softly.
“Hi.” I turned around and pressed myself to him hugging him. When I pulled back I looked down at myself and gasped. There was dried blood on my thighs and little trickled of it down my legs. I pushed myself away from Trent, embarrassed. It wasn’t my time of the month was it?
“Oh, baby thats just virgin blood. Not a big deal, come on and we’ll clean you up.” He grabbed my hand and guided me to the bathroom. I walked in there was a black toilet, sink and shower. Very stylus. He walked over to the shower which was directly in front of the door and turned it on to a good hot temperature. He pulled the curtain back and swept his hand in. I walked to the shower and climbed in feeling tender in my intimate areas.
I felt the water race down me, it felt so nice, but not as nice as Trent coming up behind me holding me close. He turned me around and grabbed a bar of soap getting his hands soapy he slid his hands up and down my legs and to the junction of my legs. Cleaning off all the blood, he was gently as he also massaged my nub easily and I groaned. Pulling him closer, I whispered my want of him, my need, and he groaned. Lifted me up he held me up to the shower wall and held me there using his hips and thighs as he slowly slid inside me, it was a bit sore, but nothing enough to stop our coupling.
I threw my head back and rolled it from side to side.
“Trent... mmm. Faster.” I barley got out my demand before he complied, clamping my hips he thrusting in and out of me, until I shattered into a thousand pieces and he spilt himself in me. Panting he lower both of us slowly down, we were sitting on the floor breathing hard with Trent still inside me, reluctant to separate us.
I loosened my hold on him with my legs letting them rest as the water poured down on us, soothing like. I pulled him closer and huddled my face in the crock of his neck, counting his heartbeats and breathe takes. When the water started to cool, Trent still inside me helped my up and slid out, I whimpered and try to pull him back, he chuckled and shut the water off.
Pulling open the curtain he grabbed a towel and helped dry me off, once I was dry I did the same to him and I was glowing from the inside out. We walked back into the bedroom and he tugged the sheets off and threw them in the hamper, he went into his closet and pulled out clean red satin sheets and a red comforter. He made the bed quickly as I found my panties and nightgown, I slipped them on and looked at the clock.
“Wow it’s only eight o’clock?” I asked dazed, he glanced over surprised.
“Hmm I thought it was later than that, how about we go visit Carla and Drake?” I nodded, happily. Then my stomach started rumbling, I laughed.
“I guess I burned off all of thanksgiving huh?” He chuckled, bringing himself closer to me, giving me a light kiss, he lingered and took his time before pulling back.
“I guess so, how about I grab the bag of your clothes in the car you get dressed and we’ll go visit Carla. They always have food and blood at TVC.”
“Ok sounds like a plan.” He nodded and was gone before I finished my sentence. I shook my head and sat down on the newly made bed, letting my thoughts drift to where ever they went. Trent came back in no time carrying the black duffle bag giving it a toss it landed on the bed.
I stood up, ruffling through the contents until I found a bra, socks, a purple sweater, white tank top and a pair of store bought ripped jeans.
“Ha. Ha, Trent your just a riot is this wow you always act when you get laid?” Trent frowned at me, and shoved me to the bed I fell on it with a bounce. He crawled on top of me, nuzzling my neck, he growled out.
“That Ella was not getting laid, that was making love and you better learn the difference before I have bit you.” I giggled, and said.
“Well, perhaps I want you to bit me? Hmm, what are you gonna do then?” His eyes twinkled.
“No love making for a week.” My eyes widen. *Omg the horror!*
“Pff, you’ll be begging for it in two days max.” Trent, shook his head.
“Nope, for once my little butterfly’s gonna be the one begging.” I scoffed at that, and pushed him off.
“Let me get dressed why don’t cha’? He shook his head, burring his face in the valley of my breasts he sighed, content. I slipped my hand threw his velvety hair, it smelled like blueberries. I took a deep sniff of his hair, sighed and whispered.
“Mmm, yummy.” He nodded and pulled up from me.
“We better go, get dressed.” He walked over to his dresser pulled out black pants, underwear, and a red shirt.
“What’s with all the red?” I said as I pulled on my bra and tugged up my pants.
“In the vampire world red means life, love, and sex of course.” I nodded, understanding how it could mean that, and tugged my tank on. He was staring at me intently and pulling on his own clothes.
“Your a pedo you know that right?” He snorted.
“And what are you babe?”
“An angel.” I replied, walking out the door while pulling my sweater on, I hopped down the stairs, pulling my socks on. I found my shoes near the door again and tugged them on wait for Trent by the door.
He climbed down the stairs quickly, buttoning up his shirt and humming. I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed my coat. “I’m driving.” I call out to him and run outside jumping in the car, he walks out with his leather jacket on just looking so hot and smug. He climbed in, giving me a kiss on the cheek he leaned back on the seat, and started singing under his breath. Shaking my head at such a strange way he was acting, so weird!
I back out of the drive way and drove down the street until we were all most at TVC, I kept to myself pulling in a parking space on the curb. I shut off the car, getting out I smelled the crisp air, I have always enjoyed winter. When you first walk out in it, the way how winter wipes the earth clean so that new things can grow.
I was pulled out of my thinking spot when Trent’s arms circled around my waist, pressing his face in the curve of my neck and nipped me there a few times. I giggled, for it tickled me and tried to push him away from my ticklish neck, but he held on to me continuing to torture me with his light kiss’ and nips.
“Trent.” I whispered, horrified at the thought of someone catching us, but not wanting him to let me go just yet. “Let me go, before someone see’s us.”
“Quick question before I do, when we first met you said that you shouldn’t be sadat lest your family’s alive, but they didn’t want to see you. Your family is great, what were you talking about?” I sighed.
“My mom is my real mom, but Weston is my stepdad. My mom was seventeen when she had Josh and was nineteen when she had me with our father Brain. He took us away when we were little and I didn’t get to see my mom for a really long time.
My real dad didn’t really want us he just wanted to make my mom hate him. He then promptly left us at the front step of mom’s currant house she was living at with Weston. I was eight and Josh was ten, I remember Weston opening up the door to us and looking at us so kindly. He ask if we were lost and Josh shook his head saying that their father had just dropped them off here to live with our mom.
Weston’s face lit up and said ‘So your Josh and Ella. I think your mom will be very happy to see you.’ We walked in, mom came out in a robe and asked ‘So who was at the door?’ Thats when she saw us and she fell on her knee crying. She looked up at us and said ‘Ella, Josh?’ We both nodded, she held out her arms and we ran to them hugging her. She kept muttering ‘My baby’s.’ over and over again.
Weston just stood back watching everything, smiling. He then spoke up after a minute. ‘So which room do you guys think you want?’ I looked up at him with such hope and asked timidly ‘Are we staying here then?’ He chuckled, and nodded. My face I’m sure, was lit in excitement and I said, ‘So your what a Dad’s suppose to be like.’
Weston crouch on the ground with mom, ruffled both of our hairs and said, “We’ll be a proper family don’t worry about it.’ ” I paused for a breath. “And he’s never gone back on his word.”
I looked up at Trent and there were tears sparkling in my eyes.
“Your Dad’s a good man, butterfly.” He reassured me, while he held onto my waist, pulling me to the club’s door.
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