Ancient Love CH 3.1
“No, no, no, my love Zo...who has done this to you!?”
“Run my Thor, they are coming just leave me behind before he
comes.”
“NO. I will not leave you; I love you too much to leave you here alone
to die, I…” BOOM!
…...
I woke up that morning with that strange dream still in my head from
last night. Who the heck is Thor and that girl Zo lying beside him? I know I
always had weird dreams but this one was just plain crazy. Walking in
the kitchen was my priority of the day, I made breakfast every day since the
big move from Romania. So, I decided to make a breakfast omelet which consisted
of eggs, cheese, and raw bloody meat, and my special made flatbread. I love to
cook but thinking of it as a career is something I just don’t know yet. “Good
Morning son.” my Dad said while walking in the kitchen. I walked over to the
table putting the omelets on them “Good Morning Dad.”.
“So how was your last day of school yesterday?” he asked. “It was the
same as ever, nothing hardly ever changes even in 1915 it was still the same.”
I explained. We both laughed at that statement just thinking back to how long
we’ve been living which just seemed like yesterday to us.
“How was your late shift Dad?” I asked while eating my omelet.
“Well, I didn't work the late shift last night son (biting the omelet)
...I was called in by the Vampire King that night.” he answered.
I choked hard on my food “WHAT!” He got up from the table and speed-walked
over and patted my back making sure I was okay, he was pretty tall in his full
vampire form and his black hair was pretty long too- we almost looked alike
except for the eyes where he had red eyes and I had blue, from my mom side.
“Yep, I was coming home that night when the King's servant popped out of the forest
range and stepped right in my path. She told me “The Vampire King would like to
see you and discuss an important matter”. So I came into the house and left the
note on the fridge and headed out. When I met the King he simply told me
“Dracula Tepes II, I am proud of your progress and your hardship of staying
away from human blood, but I see an era of change in all supernatural history
and it involves your bloodline of family. So stay aware of your surrounding and
keep an eye out for any vicious howls at night, for you and your son.” After
that, he returned me home and when I came in to tell you the big message
you were already sleeping” he explained.
“Howls at night could this have to do with me finding out Yasmine
secret?” I thought. “Oh, thanks for the message Dad.” We
finish eating our breakfast and while I was cleaning the dishes (like always)
my Dad whispers something in my ear before returning to his coffin “Always dare
to defy son”.
…...
It was noon and it was time to meet Yasmine at the Forest District Park.
I chose to wear my black capris, a white tank with a plaid shirt jacket, and my
sneakers. I couldn't risk getting my new combat boots messy at that muddy park.
I walked over to the park which was right in the middle of the forest range so
it wasn’t too far from my house. When I arrived, I couldn't believe my eyes:
first was all the circus decor everywhere, and second was spotting my angel
Yasmine wearing a black jean dress with high top laced shoes and a black
knitted hat only showing her vane and was holding a picnic basket. I walked
over there, and she smiled at me and I couldn't help but blush which showed
easily because of my mild- pale skin. I guess she saw it because she was
blushing too. We walked towards a big willow tree and sat under it.
“So what’s in the basket? Please don’t tell me it’s a steak knife.” I
questioned.
“Yep, I even bought garlic too.
Want to see Mr. Smart-A…”. I stopped her and said “Okay, Okay, I was just
joking no need to call me names, I mean we are surrounded by kids you know.”.
She rolled her eyes and began to smirk “There's that smirk I love seeing.”.
“Now what’s really in the basket Yaz?” I asked.
“A test.” she answered.
“A test?”. She opened the basket and I couldn't believe my eyes again
the basket was filled with sandwiches, but I could smell that wasn’t real meat
used when making them. I could smell blood... the blood of a pig’s heart. “A
pig's heart...really?”. She picked up the sandwich and handed one to me “Yep”
she answered. “I want to see if you’re a vampire with an appetite of
one...bottoms up, Dude.”. I shrugged my shoulders and ate the sandwich; it was
pretty good seasoned perfectly even though it was raw. Yasmine looked at me
shocked but afterward smiled and began to eat her sandwich too.
“Perfectly made and the pig choice was just right.” I said while giving
her a thumbs up.
“Thanks, I also brought some fruit, so we won’t have blood smell all in
our mouths.” she stated as she passed me a small container. I opened it and saw
a whole mix of fruit: pineapples, grapes, pears, watermelon, and so much more.
I looked at her surprised knowing that she put so much work into this meet or
was it a date I never really knew at the time.
“Thanks.” I said taking off the top. I sat closer to her which she seemed
to not mind at all, but I know she wasn’t ready for this. I picked her up and
sat her on my lap and sat the fruit on her lap.
“Hey what are you doing!?” she asked trying to move away.
I picked up a piece of fruit and fed it to her, she looked nervous at
first but soon snapped out it and began to feed me fruit too. We both smiled
flirtatiously while having fun. The fruit was fresh and juicy that some of the
juice got on her fingers. I picked up her hand and licked her fingers so they
wouldn’t become sticky. She blushed so hard that it was actually really cute.
Then I began to lick her neck and she laughed, but then covered her mouth.
“Stop there are kids here like you said we wouldn’t want to scar them
for life.” She was right but her scent was so amazing that my eyes began to
glow with my fangs ascending to, luckily a voice in front of us snapped me out
of it. Her smell of vanilla was so good that I didn't want to stop, but these
morons appeared so I had to for the sake of my identity.
Chapter 3.2 is next
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