Forbidden, Yet Desired by Jaden Bieber (ebook reader screen txt) 📖

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"I don't know! He wouldn't tell me anything." Brandy made a growl and got comfortable on the bed.
"Maybe it was a bet or something. Maybe you'll never seem him again." I got what she was saying. My dad's house was so-called 'haunted', like I explained earlier. It wouldn't be weird if the teens around town dared one another to come on our property.
"God, I hope so. He was scary as hell. Let alone he said he was my worst nightmare." I heard Ellie sigh, not really know what to say or do doing this situation.
"Cross your fingers." She sing-songed. I rolled my eyes and laughed.
"Oh, I am not just crossing my fingers. Toes, legs, eyes, EVERYTHING. Crossed." Ellie laughed.
"GABBRIELLA!" I heard John yell. God I hate my full name. I covered the mouth piece of the phone.
"WHAT?!"
"DINNER IS READY!"
"BE RIGHT DOWN!" I uncovered the mouth piece.
"Ow?" Was the first thing I hear. Iguess covering the mouth piece doesn't work. Stupid movies and their false...ness.
"Sorry. I-"
"Dinner. Right. Got'cha. Talk to you later." I laughed and clicked the 'end' button. I put my phone down and hopped off my bed. I tied my hair up in a high pony tail and went down stairs for dinner.

If tonight was a Sunday night, my dad would be driving me home right now. But it's not, and this is my weekend with my dad.
And I really wished it wasn't.
"Gabby?" Louis asked, walking into my room. I was laying on my bed, full from Heather's horrible cooking. I had my right arm over my eyes, and my left on my stomach. I moved my arm to look at Louis.
"What?" I asked, hoping my annoyed tone will give him the message. It didn't, as usual.
"I'm bored." He jumped on my bed, making me groan and sit up.
"And what makes you think that I can help that?" I asked him.
"Play with me." He demanded with a creepy smile. Ah, yes. That is my future step brother right there.
"Out." I pointed to the door. He frowned.
"Aw." He pouted all the way out of my room. I sighed as Brandy made her way in my room, her nails taping on the hard wooden floor as she walked.
She hopped on my bed and laid down after circling her spot for a few seconds. I always wondered why dogs did that before they laid down.
I felt safer knowing that she'd be sleeping with me tonight. I got up and shut my door and put the Tv on before I laid back down. I got under the covers and apparently disturbed Brandy, who stood, circled, then laid back down.
Brandy is a very friendly boxer. She's only a pup. She will lick your face off if you let her. Although she's friendly to the the kids, Dad, and Heather, I feel like I'm her favorite human. The kids beat her up and tease her, my dad teases her to death, Heather doesn't really acknowledge her.
"Hey, Brandy." I smiled and pet her ears. God, I loved her ears. They were so soft and cute.
I decided to get up again and made sure all my windows were locked and all my curtains were closed over before I finally fell asleep cuddling Brandy.
Chapter Two

I woke up to the sound of my door opening and imediatly shot up, bumping heads with someone. I held my head and looked at John doing the same and mouthing, "Ow."
"Ow, John. What the hell?!"
"I didn't think that was going to happened." He groaned, holding his head, and walked out. I shook it off and looked at Brandy who stood and made her way over to me. She licked my cheek and her bad breath filled my nose. That's the only thing bad about this dog. Her farts and her breath.
I made my way to the bathroom, showered, brushed my teeth, and all that stuff. I went back into my room and got dressed into a purple sweater and black skinny jeans with purple uggs.
Brandy must've went down stairs to go outside and eat. I made my way down stairs as well. I laughed when John had an ice pack on his head.
"It's not funny!" He yelled, which made Louis laugh. John gave him a death look. "Shut up before I PURPOSLY do it to you."
"Now, now. He's just laughing because I am. No need to threaten." I said, but I was ignored. Louis shot back a comeback and pissed John off. I walked into the kitchen before it turned into a blood battle.
"Mornin', Dad. Mornin', Heather."
"Mornin'." They said in unison. I sat on a bar stool by the table.
My dad was bald, only because he shaved his head. He was very muscular, but not bulgy. He had a little bit of a tummy and had a gotee. My dad was very musical. He was a drummer in a band and can play the guitar, but not as well as the drums. He was also very atristic and used to paint when I was little. Then my parents got a divorce and all that had stopped.
Heather was a nail stylist. She owned a nail salon. She had long, dark brown hair that reach the small of her back. She usually straightens it and ties it up, but sometimes she leaves it down. She was tan and had John's blue eyes. Well, I guess he had her blue eyes. She's a little over curvy, but I do think she is very pretty. Her and I aren't really close. We don't talk at all, barely even say our 'hi''s and 'bye''s.
"You hungry?" My dad asked me. I nodded, shyly. I always got a little shy around Heather. She notices it, I'm sure. My dad, on the other hand, does not.
"We have cereal, eggs, waffles, pa-"
"WAFFLES!" I cut him off. His eyes widened, but a smile formed on his face.
"Okay. Waffles it is." I smiled happily and kicked my feet under the table. I looked to the corner of my eye and sudden froze. I turned my head towards the window that had perfect view of the woods and the Beumont mansion across the side yard.
Something happened to me in those woods yesterday. Something you'd read in a book or see in a movie happened to me. Something scared me yesterday. And it all happened in thoughs woods.
My train of thought was interupted when my cell phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and opened the text.

Marie: Can you sleep over tonight? Ellie is, too.

Once again, Marie saves me. I really don't want to be near thoughs woods anymore.
"Dad, Marie wants to know if I can sleep over her house tonight."
"Depends," He said, turning to me, "Who will be there?"
"Her, Ellie, me, and probably her sister."
"No boys?" He said, cocking an eye brow. If I had water in my mouth just then, I would've had to spit it out all over.
"NO, DAD!" I laughed out.
Well, I hope not.
"Fine, then. I'm heading her way later anyway. I can drop you off." I nodded.
"Thank you." I texted Marie back that I can sleep over and put my phone back in my pocket. Maybe I should get Marie's opinion on this scary guy, too.


"VAMPIRE!" Marie pratically yelled, making me and Ellie's eyes pop out of our heads. We were in her room, sitting in a triangle on her bed. The room was all dark besides the three candles around the bed.
"V-Vampire?" Ellie asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Yes! He's good looking, pale, and obviously has speed!"
"You're right... But we're forgetting something." I said, tapping my chin. "Vampires don't exist." Ellie fell over laughing.
"Wha- HOW DO YOU KNOW?!" Marie held her heart, hurt that I questioned her story.
"It's not possible." I said, crossing my arms. Sheesh, so much for her help with this.
My phone buzzed. I pulled it out and looked at the called ID, which on restricted.
"Who is it?" They asked in unison. I shugged and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Put it on speaker." Ellie whispered. I did.
"Where the hell are you?" A male voice asked. My eyes widened. I know that voice.
"None of your business, you fucking stalker. How the hell did you get my number?"
"Phone book. Now where the fuck are you?"
"Ask him if he's a vampire!" Marie whispered in my ear. I shook my head and put my index finger to my lips to shush her.
"What makes you think I'm going to tell my worst night mare where I am?"
"Gabriela, I am warning you. If I have to go out of my way to find you. I swe-
"Bye, freak." I hung up the phone. I looked at Marie and Ellie, biting my lip.
"That's fucking creepy. Call the police." Marie said.
"I still think it's a prank." Ellie said, nodding. "Getting the police involved would be stupid. We'll just make sure she's not alone until we know for sure." I nodded, kind of weirded out how good of an idea that was. Especially because it was Ellie's idea.
"Fine. But if he is a vampire, I will laugh at your blood-drainned body." My eyes widened at Marie's statement and how serious is was.
"Thanks." I said sarcastically.
"Anytime, love." Marie winked at me and hopped off her bed, walking out of her room. Ellie and I shared glances.
"Are you okay?" She asked me. I squinted my eyes and nodded.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked.
"You're shaking." I looked down to my hands. She was right. I was trembling.
"Oh. I didn't realize." I said, smiling back up at her.
"Is this scaring you THAT much? Maybe you should go to the police." I shook my head.
"No, no. I'm going to let this kid have his fun, then he'll, hopefully, leave me alone." I said, getting up to follow Marie.
I ended up down stairs. She was setting up sleeping bags, pillows, and blankets all over the living room floor.
"We're sleeping down here tonight." Marie told me and Ellie, who followed me.
"But this is closer to windows... and the door." Ellie pointed out. She was right. Windows surrounded our sleeping spot and the door would be right at our feet.
"Exactly. I want to see this kid try to get to her. I will kick his ass." Marie said, putting her hands on her hips.
Marie had shoulder length red hair. She was taller than me and Ellie and had big brown eyes. She had freckles running along her nose and cheeks. Marie grinned, showing her braces.
"What if he has weapons?" Ellie asked, making me twice as paranoid as I was. Now it was my turn to calm down.
"Look, guys. It's not like he's a phsyco murderer or anything. He's just some kid pulling a prank. Maybe he's John's friend