I Hate That I Love You by funsized101 (life changing books to read .TXT) 📖

I was leaning against the wall, staring at blank space. That night played in my head about a thousand times. The cold night air blew in my face as I was walking home. A dark figure suddenly appeared and saunted towards me. I turned around and tried to run, but he caught me and dragged me back to him. I kicked my feet and screamed as loud as I could. He picked me up and threw me against a hard brick wall. Then he slapped me.
"Shut up, bitch!" He yelled at me, his tone hard. I started to cry, and he laughed at me. He lifted my head and forced me to look at him. I gasped as his fangs came out and he was looking hungrily at my body. "You'll do." He said, and I froze. He brought his head down to my neck and bit into me. I screamed and writhed in pain. He's going to kill me, I thought to myself. I started to get dizzy, and my legs grew weak, but his arms kept me from falling. When he was done he licked where he had bitten me and stood up. All I did was stare at him and soon, everything went black.
That happened SO many years ago, but... it still hurts. You might not think this but, vampires can cry. But their aching heart stays silent. The door opened and I looked away from where I was staring and saw Drew walking through the door in his gray suit. I inhaled slowly, and my cheeks were stiff. I sighed, that's a sign of dried tears on my cheeks. I looked down to the floor, he doesn't have the right to see me so weak. With my acute hearing, I heard his almost silent footsteps making their way towards me. His hand came and disappeared behind my eyes. Then I felt his finger under my chin and he guided it up so that he could see my face. His expression was soft, and his eyes held regret.
"Have you been crying?" He asked me, his voice soft. I nodded, there was no use lying to him, he already knows the answer. He pulled flowers from behind his back, and handed them to me. I took them and smiled to myself. Orchids. My favorite flower.

- Drew -
I saw her smiling as she took the bouqet of flowers that I brought her. Usually, women prefer Roses, but NO Orchids are her favorite. She's different... and beautiful. She has soft, red-brown wavy hair that reaches her waist. Her eyes match her hair, they're a lovely brown. Her figure is beautifully crafted. She has the sexiest curves that I've ever seen in my whole entire life. I was still staring at her when she murmured, "Thank you, Drew," and looked at my face. I looked up and chuckled, her eyes were sincere. She walked away, swaying her hips as she did. She filled a glass vase with water and put the orchids in them, and placed it on the dining table.
"It wasn't any trouble, it was my pleasure." I said to her, and she blushed scarlet. She looked tired, like she hasn't slept at all.
"Well... thank you, again. I'm going to go upstairs and take a shower, I have to get ready for work." She said before walking out and up the stairs. I grimaced, work. Of course she loved singing-and that's what she does. She's a professional singer, and I love her voice. The only thing I DON'T like is how sexual her videos are. They sometimes have her nakad, or in very little clothes. I growled when this next thought came to me. Men. She was surrounded by a dozen men in her videos. I talked to her director and he said, "She's hot, and needs to start showing it," Really? I sighed, there was nothing I could do about it.
I avoided going into her bathroom while she was taking a shower, everytime I did that, I would just get hard. She doesn't wasnt me, I know that much, so would definetly say no for taking care of it. Sometimes I wish, that I didn't turn her, that she'd get to know me. Then she would love me. But she doesn't... I took everything away from her. Her parents, friends, her life. Maybe tonight we should just talk about eachother, so she can get to know me. IF she would even talk. Talking isn't really her thing with me. Mostly, just awkward glances, and sometimes glares. Yes, I'll get her to really know me, then, I would know her, and we'd love eachother. Like it's supposed to be...

Later that night(Sorry, I really don't want to write about the WHOLE day)

- Mary -
After work, I walked into the dining room and saw Drew standing by the door, his grin widdened when he saw me. He came right up to me and kissed me on the cheek. I was about to speak when he took my jacket off, hung it up, then lead me to the living room, where dinner was on the table and he sat me down. This is really weird, I thought to myself. He usually doesn't do this kind of thing-oh, who am I kidding? He NEVER does this kind of thing! I have to ask him.
"Uhmm... what's all this? I mean, I appreciate it, really... I do. But, I'm confused, why?" I asked him, kind of growing impatient. He pursed his lips and looked at me. Oh, I thought to myself, he looks SO cute like that! His brown hair was disheveled-but in a cute way. His gold eyes were looking down, deep in thought. If I wasn't mad at him, and I actually WANTED him to turn me... Oh, my gosh. We would be going at it.
"Well, I was thinking that maybe we could talk tonight. Y'know... get to know eachother better. Over dinner, because I thought that you could, or maybe, might be hungry afer work. What do you say?" He explained to me. Oh... well, isn't he just SO sweet? He's actually trying to get to know me, and work things out... this might as well been the best gift ever.
"Sure... that sounds like it could be fun." I told him, while smiling. His eyes lit up and he smiled huge again. I love his smile. Dinner smelled good, even though we're vampires we can still eat food, and yes, it DOES still taste good. Not as good as blood but... it's still somethin'. After we ate, we sat down on the couch, and he started the quesions. They were pretty simple questions. "Where were you born?" "Did you have a boyfriend?" "What's your favorite color?" And the list goes on... and on. It wasn't boring though, I was actually having a good time. I found myself laughing and smiling more as we went on. I asked him questions (the same ones he asked me) and he answered, smiling. Then he asked something that if I still had a beating heart, it would've pounded out of my chest.
"Can I... kiss you?" He asked me nervously, and I stayed silent. Can he, I mean... do I want him to? I don't know. Yes... yes, I want him to kiss me, even more than that. I want him to take me so hard. "I'm sorry... if I made you uncomfortable, Mary. I just had to ask and-" He sputtered until I cut him off.
"Yes... you can kiss me, Drew." I said to him, and his eyes widened a little and his gaze went straight to my lips. I was ready, right?

- Drew -
"Yes....you can kiss me, Drew." She said to me, and my eyes widened a little in shock. I couldn't help it that my eyes went straight to her lips. I leaned forward and she did too. My breathing had picked up and hers had too. My eyes never left her mouth, until there was no more space between us, and I closed my eyes. Her lips were soft and smooth. Without warning she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me closer, kissing me with passion. I quickly responded, and she moaned into my mouth. My tongue traced her bottom lip asking for enterance, which she granted me, and I slid it in. She tasted so good! My hands went to her hips and gripped them tightly. Her hips rose and grinded against me, causing me to become aroused... fast. Her hands went from my neck, to down my arms, and inside my shirt. She ran her hands up my chest then back down repeatedly. I groaned... I really hope that she didn't want me to stop.
"Oh, Gosh. Take me, Drew." She whispered to me, unbuttoning my shirt. I stopped her and looked into her eyes. They were lustfull and full of desire to make me want her even more. If that was actaully possible.
"Are you sure, Mary?" I asked her, silently begging her to say yes. She nodded, and smiled then went back to my shirt. I didn't want to make love to the woman I love on this couch. No, I want my bed.
"No, let's do it upstairs." I said pushing off her, and offering my hand. She took it smiling, and I carried her upstairs bridal style. My member was aching for release, but I want to do this right. I opened the door to my bedroom and gently set her on the bed. I slowly undressed her, kissing and licking her soft skin. Then I undressed myself, and her eyes grew big when they landed on my erection. I smiled and did what I have been wanting to do for a VERY long time.