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“And?”
“Well, I sort of ended up shoving a stake through some guy's heart and beheading him.”
Lance's eyes went wide, “Ouch. What did he do to deserve that?”
“He attacked her.”
Van was listening and found holes in his stories, “Wait a minute, I thought you said you followed her to a club?”
“I did.”
“So then what happened at the club?”
“She picked up some guy and they headed back to his place.”
Lance's loud laugh echoed through out the library.
“So, she's an club hopper, Oh, my god Stefan, did you link yourself to a street walker?”
I licked my lips feeling sickened at that thought.
“She's not a whore, Reina, just a little open with her sexuality.” I defended, but even as I said it, it sounded kind of dumb. As if knowing that, Lance broke out in another fit of laughter.
“Shut up Lance,” Van growled.
“Nicely done brother. First you screw her brains out and then you turn her, and now your life depends on whether she lives or not, how poetic. You take hers and now she has yours in the balance.”
I inhaled sharply and said, “I just wanted to let you guys know that she'd be coming here.”
Van and Reina glared at me, because they knew it meant that they would have to fight too.
“One week, that's all.” I stated.
Van threw the book in his hand down on the table and walked out of the room without so much as a look in my direction.
Lance stood up, stretched and said, “Well, let the games begin. Maybe I'll get to use that machete I bought five years ago.” He looked at me with a grin and said, “You sure know how to pick em Stefan, maybe I will let you pick my mate.” After saying this, he laughed again and shook his head, walking out. I was left alone with Reina. She didn't say anything, just exhaled sharply, grabbed me in her arms and ran her fingers over my hair. “You try too hard sometimes Stefan.”
“I don't know why I didn't see the realization that she did this on a regular basis. I don't know what came over me. Everything just felt so intense, so right. The way she responded and everything was enough to make me know that she was who I wanted.” I stated, still confused over my choice.
I heard Reina sigh behind me as she continued to stroke my forehead in a motherly fashion. “Dear brother, I'm sure there is more to her than meets the eye. Maybe you saw what she could be.”
I groaned and pulled away from her, “No. I saw what I wanted, not what I needed.” I took this time to take my leave.
Odilia
Imprint
Text: Brandy Mundy
Editing: Brandy Mundy
Publication Date: 07-18-2012
All Rights Reserved
Dedication:
Dedicated to my family and friends who gave me the idea to do something I've never done.
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