to what happened today. I enter her dream, and pull her out of it. I then help her to calm and relax. She returns to a peaceful slumber. I message John to come and sit with me, because I will not leave Leigh’s mind again, while she sleeps, and I need him to keep watch out. I enter her dreams and stay, until she wakes, Friday at noon.
I roll over, and look at the clock. Twelve. It is to sunny outside, to be night time. I think, I have only slept a couple of hours, then I pull out my phone, to message Chris. I see, it says, today is Friday. I freak out. My mind goes to Chris’s. I ask him, “is it really Friday?” He says “yes, it is.” He adds “you were utterly exhausted.” He then asks, “How are you feeling?” I say, “I am fine, why do you ask?” He says, “Do you not remember not feeling well yesterday? You called out of work until Monday. You said you felt your mind was in a tunnel, I could sense something was off through our connection.” I say, “Honestly yesterday, is nothing more than a blur. I feel well rested, and really good today, though.” Chris asks, “Will you still stay home today?” I say, “I suppose, since I have the day off, already and I have slept most of the day away.” He then asks what I would like to do. I say “first thing, I would like food, I am starving.” He says, “me too!” He asks “if he can take care of a few things, before we decide what to do?” I say “yes.” He says “you can still reach me here, in our minds, but I won’t be answering my phone messages, for a bit.” I say “okay, then I say, I am going to go and find food.” I tell him, “I love you Chris.” I mean that, too more than he will ever know. He says, “me too Leigh.” Me too. Then we are back on our own. The lovely glow still present in our minds, showing one another, but we are both on our own.
I crawl from bed, and first stop off at the bathroom. I brush, pull my hair back, wash my face and go pee. Yes, I am at least part human, and I do have to go pee at times. Then, I wash up and head to the kitchen. My plate of toast, still sits where it was yesterday. I start my pot of coffee first, then I proceed to clean up. I wash all the dishes, and wipe everything down. I then, decide, to make myself, a couple of fried eggs. I put a couple of slices of toast in the toaster, and grab the pan for frying my eggs. I grab my coffee mug, and start my cup of coffee, as my pan is heating. I take two eggs from the egg carton, and crack them in the pan. Then I wash up and grab a pancake turner. Chris appears in my mind, showing me his breakfast. He is eating the same thing as I am making. I tell him, great minds, eh? As I snap a photo of mine frying in the pan. When he receives it, he smiles at me, in my mind.
As we sit and eat, I realize, tomorrow is the night of Tammy’s party. I bring it up to Chris. He asks me, if I thought, I should go, seeing as I was so sick yesterday, and all. I tell him, “I will go, I have to be there, for Tammy, and John.” He tries more, to persuade me not to go, but my answer never changes. Finally he gives up, and decides to change subjects. Chris asks, “How should we spend the rest of the day today?” I tell him, “I feel amazing, and would honestly like to get out in the yard, and begin my fall garden.” He seems a bit hesitant. He asks, if maybe John could come over and help me out? I tell him, honestly I don’t need help. It is only a bit of digging, and pulling of weeds. No reason to have John come and waste his day here with me. He says, okay, grudgingly. He asks if he may come out with me, into the garden. I say, if you want to. And he knows, in my heart and mind, I would love nothing more.
We finish breakfast, and clean up our dishes. I then head to my room, to change into a pair of my old holey jeans, and a t-shirt. I pull my hair back into a loose braid, and hang my good luck charm around my neck, tucking it into my t-shirt. I love to wear it there. Close to my heart. It may be weird, but it smells how he would smell to me. And it is a lovely scent. Very masculine, and clean. Maybe it’s merely in my head, but I feel so much closer to him, having it around my neck.
I head to the backdoor, and voice message Chris. “Headed out the back door.” I slide on my work boots that are in the mud room, and grab my gloves off the shelf. I then unlock, the door and step out into the beautiful fall sunlight. I close the door behind me, and head out to the shed. I open the door, and jump out of my skin. John is in there, looking thru my gardening tools. I ask him, “What are you doing? Rather loudly and with a bit of irritation in my voice.” John says, “Tammy and I thought, you might like to spend the day with us.” I demand, “Chris put y’all up to this, didn’t he?” John says, “No, it was Tammy’s idea. She wanted to come and see how you were doing after, I told her you had called out of work until Monday.” He then says, nodding, towards the front yard, “here she comes.” Tammy came walking in our direction, waving and smiling, and dressed for yard work. I say “good morning,” to Tammy “or maybe I should say afternoon, seeing as I slept most of the day away.” She laughs, and asks how I am doing. I say, “good”, I then realize, I haven’t heard from Chris, so my mind touches his. He is there, his lovely glow. I assume, he must be busy, and resume talking with Tammy. I apologize, “my mind drifted.” Tammy says, “Don’t worry, mine does it too.” I ask if they have eaten, or if they would like a sweet tea, or anything, they both said, they had just ate, and urge me to get started. Chris enters my mind, saying, he would owe me, but something from work came up. He asks if I am terribly upset? As I kneel down and begin to pull weeds, I say, “no,” in my mind. “Honestly I haven’t talked much to Tammy, since my foot got injured, and it will be nice to catch up.” Chris says he loves me, and then he is gone. Only our lovely glow that links us remains.
John, Tammy, and I dove in hard, and got the area, roped off, and turned over. John was amazing at the manual labor, honestly I was glad he had came, because we got more done than I could have ever imagined. All the weeding was done, and the compost had been turned in. John had more strength and stamina, than Tammy or I.
As we finish up, I ask John and Tammy if they would like to have dinner with me. Tammy says, they would love to. I say, why don’t y’all run home and shower and change, and I will as well. We can meet at the BBQ place in town. My treat. They say, okay, then I hug Tammy first, and kiss her cheek. Telling her, thank you. I repeat with John. Then, playfully John hugs Tammy and says thank you. He then dips her, kissing her very intensely on the lips. I blush, for my sake, and hers. Then he rights her, and takes her by the hand, and says, we will see you in a bit Leigh, as they head out.
I message Chris of my dinner plans. He responds by saying, I’m sorry, I got sidetracked today. I tell him, not to worry, we can’t be with each other always, as much as either of us would love it. He says, I know. He asks if he may accompany me to dinner tonight, so he can at least spend a bit of time with me. I tell Chris, “there is nothing at this moment, I would like more.” Then he sees in my mind. One thing would, having him beside me, tonight. He smiles and says, “I love you, and I agree.”
I messaged John with Leigh’s plans, of working in her yard, and asked him if he and Tammy could spend the afternoon with Leigh. It gave Neil, Alaster and myself, time to get John’s safe house ready for tomorrow night. I wanted to be sure we were prepared, for whatever may happen.
I finish dressing, and putting my hair into a tighter, more formal braid. I didn’t bother with any makeup, other than a bit of chap stick and a little mascara, my nose and cheeks had gotten quite rosy, from the sun today. I decided on jeans and a tank top, with a light jacket. The weather, was still nice, but having gotten sun, I was feeling a bit chilly. I added my good luck charm to my neck, it was visible in my tank top. It looked very lovely, in my eyes. I then decide it is picture time, I snap a quick photo of myself, and hit send. Chris’s reply comes after a few minutes, while I am collecting up my keys and bag, and about to head out the door. Chris, tells me, “Leigh, you look very beautiful tonight. You have such rosy cheeks.” I say, “it is only normal everyday me, with a bit of sunburn.” I then begin to giggle. He replies, “I am very fond of normal every day you!” Chris then asks,” would you do me a favor, snap a pic of your necklace, you are wearing?” I say “sure,” and flip the view of my phone so it is facing me, then I snap a photo, it contains, my neck, my top of my chest, and my necklace. Chris says, “Leigh, that photo is absolutely breathtaking! I love the beautiful little dusting of freckles, on your chest, I have loved them from the first photo you sent showing them. That is very lovely, what you have done with the charm I sent you.” I blush, and reply thru voice message. “Thank you Chris, you made me blush, again, although with my pink nose and cheeks, you could never tell.” I add, “I love the charm, it means so much to me, I keep it near my heart.” At that, Chris says, “I love you,” I say “me too.”
I return to Chris’s mind, “heading out the door.” He says, “I am here with you.” I step out, to find, a car and driver, waiting in front of my house. John pops out, I ask, “what are you doing here?” He says, “Chris set this up, dinner too. He told me he owed you for today, and this was his way of apologizing.” I voice message Chris, “you didn’t have to do that.” He replies, “I know, but I wanted you to know I miss you, and I wanted you to spend more time with John and Tammy. Especially, since, I have work, that came up again.” I reply, “Chris, you don’t have to try and buy me. I am yours. Forever.” He says, “That wasn’t my intentions. I just wanted you to know, I love you, and, you should get use to being driven around, because, Leigh, I have money, most places we go, we will be driven, by others.” I apologize, to Chris, I say, “I am sorry, I’m not use to being taken care of by anyone”. He smiles in my mind, and tells me “you will get use to it, I love you, all the way up to the moon, and back down again.” I tell him in my mind, “I love you, all the way up to the moon, and back down again.” I say “thank you.” He says, “Enjoy your evening my love, I will be here in your mind, but may not answer my phone.” I reply “okay, I miss you so much Chris.” He says “I know, me too,” then he is gone.
When John informed me of their dinner plans, Alaster and myself, figured a way, to keep Leigh safe. Aedam would be their driver, for added protection. Since it is evening, I went and checked out the restaurant. Anyone on staff, could be a vampire, and after dark, any vampire can walk freely. Since the time change, it gets dark quite early. I decided to actually sit and eat, observe, the atmosphere.
Alaster arrived a few minutes after I had. He first checked other entrances, and called and placed some of our newer vampires on guard duty around the building. Then, he came and joined me. As we dined, we observed, a few vampires, coming and going, they were in other groups, mainly large groups of humans. No one stood out, as if they were scoping out the place to come back later. We finished up dinner, I paid the bill, and asked to meet the manager. Yes, I know it is bad, but I used compulsion on him. I needed to make sure, he wasn’t a vampire. I also searched his mind. When I was finished, I made him forget what I had done. I also stuffed a hundred dollar bill in his jacket pocket, to help ease my guilt for doing it. I know it had to be done, but it did not make me feel any better.
We head outside, I climb into Alaster’s truck, to sit and watch this evening. Alaster took my motorcycle back, and informed Aedam, and Neil of this evenings plans. Neil would be having dinner at the same time, as the others. A dinner date. He would bring along a female companion, who was a vampire, for more security, that way he would not be forced to join them, if Leigh seen him and asked.
We all pile into the car, and head for the restaurant. There is a dark glass partition between us and the driver. We sit and talk, on the short drive there. Then John and Tammy, get a bit lost in each other’s eyes, and kiss. Chris’s mind touches mine, and he sees how happy I am at this moment. He sees, my image from earlier, once again, and knows, the only way I would be happier, is if he were sitting beside me in the car. I feel his love, it is the best feeling in the world. He tells me he loves me, and to be sure and have some ribs for him. I smile to him in my mind, and tell him I love him as well. I tell him, don’t worry, I will!
Tammy blushes, and apologizes, for them being so wrapped up in each other. I tell her, not to worry, I say, “my mind had drifted to thoughts of Chris,” and I smile. She smiles back at me, I add, “I have sort of been monopolizing a great deal of John’s time, lately. I apologize for that.” She tells me “don’t ever worry about that, we both understand, and we want you to feel and be safe. So, never worry over that, please.” I lean forward, and grab Tammy’s hand, and squeeze it, I have tears welling up in my eyes, and a warm loved feeling all over. Chris feels it and I feel his presence stronger, I feel him sitting beside me, I feel his hand, on my back, rubbing.
We arrive at the restaurant, and the chauffer steps out, and opens our door. First John exits the car, he scans the parking lot, and surrounding area. Then he gives Tammy his hand, and helps her from the car. Last, I scoot forward, to exit, and Chris grabs me around the waist, and pulls me in for a kiss. Our lips meet, and there is such electricity flowing between us, I can hardly believe he is only here in shadow form. His lips release mine, and I open my eyes. He is staring straight into them, as I do. He tells me, “have a good night out my love, I will see you soon.” I whisper, “I love you,” and he is gone. I then grab John’s hand, and get to my feet. It appears to go unnoticed, by all except the driver, that I took longer than I should have to get out of the car. The driver looks at me rather odd, as I walk past him, and head into the restaurant.
As we enter the restaurant, we are seated immediately. All the way in the back, a booth, against the brick wall, John and Tammy take the side against the wall, they can see everyone, coming and going. I am on the opposite, with my back too everyone. Before I sit, I throw my bag so it lands beside the wall of the booth, then I remove my jacket. As I do, I scan the restaurant. I see, our boss, Neil. He is accompanied by a very lovely tall slender blonde. He sees me and waves, I wave in return. I then sit, and tell John and Tammy, “must be a popular place tonight, our boss is here, and it appears he is on a date.” Tammy cranes her neck around me to sneak a peek. I too, turn in my seat, Neil is lost in his date’s eyes, and doesn’t notice us. I turn back around, to lay my jacket on top of my bag, however, I have to lean across Chris, he has joined us for dinner in shadow form. I then feel his leg against mine, his body, pressed as closely to mine as possible. He is in my head, telling me, “put your hand closest to me, under the table.” I do as he asks, I feel his strong hand, take mine, and hold it. Tammy and John, continue talking, never knowing Chris is here with us.
The waitress, finally makes her way to our table. We all order sweet teas, then she takes time with each of us, getting our specific dinner orders. After she finishes, she heads back to the kitchen, and we resume chatting. Then, a short while later, the waitress returns, bearing drinks and dinner plates. I release Chris’s hand, as the waitress, sets my plate in front of me. His hand, then goes to rest on my thigh. I smile to him in my mind. I reach over, and grab the sweet bbq sauce, and squeeze a small lake onto my plate. I then hand it to Tammy. She copies my actions, creating a small lake on her plate, as well. John, however, grabs the hot and spicy, I ask, “when did you switch from the sweet?” He said, “oh a couple of months ago.” Tammy says laughing, “I know, if I didn’t know better, I would think he was pregnant, the foods he now eats.” Both John and I laugh as well. Then we all begin to eat.
We finish eating, our dinner, and the waitress, returns to clear plates, and ask if we saved room for dessert. We all decline dessert, having eaten so much delicious bbq. She steps away, for a moment, and returns with the receipt, where Chris has paid. She hands it to John, and wishes us all a good night. We wish her one as well, and as John stands, he sees Neil headed our way, with his lovely date. Tammy, stands, as well, and I am about to, but first, my mind goes to Chris. I tell him, “I love you, see you soon.” “I love you too Leigh, see you soon”, Chris replies. Neil is now beside me, standing, he looks down at me, with an odd look on his face. I reach over Chris, to grab my bag and jacket. Chris’s hand goes to my back, holding me in a hug, his lips graze my cheek, and he whispers in my ear, “I love you Leigh.” He then releases me. When I look back at Neil, he no longer has the strange look on his face, it has been replaces with a warm smile. I then get to my feet, and Neil says, “I would like to introduce you to my date.” He says, “Leigh, this is Melisa.” I reach my hand out and say, “pleased to meet you.” She then notices my necklace, and her hand, goes up to touch it. When she does, her hand, as it touches the charm, she screams. Neil apologizes, and ushers her out. Chris is still with us, and in my mind, he says, “she must have an iron allergy like mine.” I shutter, at the thought. I could hear it, it sounded as if she was burned by it, when it touched her skin.
We head out of the restaurant, back to the car. Our driver, holds the door open, as we climb in. First I go in, I sit on my side, next is Tammy, she returns to John’s and her side. John pokes his head in and says he will be back in a minute, he wanted to check on Neil’s date. Tammy and I sit together, chatting.
I felt Leigh’s feelings of being loved, tonight, on the way to dinner. She literally had a golden glow about her. Similar to the one Alaster and the other hunters get, when they take their true form. She felt so warm, and magical to me.
I honestly worried, if anyone would be able to see me, besides Leigh, I know Alaster had, that day, in Leigh’s bedroom. However, when I sat beside Leigh in the car on the way to the restaurant, neither John nor Tammy could. I had informed John earlier, I would be with Leigh, and to ignore me if they could see me, but text me immediately.
After dinner, as they got ready to leave, Neil and Melisa came by Leigh’s table, and by the look on Neil’s face, I knew he seen me. John had noticed Neil’s reaction, and whispered, as Leigh leaned across me to collect her things, ignore Chris, if you see him. It is apparent, all hunters are able to see me, when I am, in what Leigh and I call my shadow form.
Then when the girls got in the car, Neil, John, and I talked, as we stood in the parking lot by Alaster’s truck, out of the view of Leigh and Tammy. Neil said, “you were a shadow, a mere outline of a man, and yet, Leigh had to lean across you. She could not reach thru you.” I say, “I know, we were actually sitting holding hands, most of the evening”. Chris says, “Alaster or myself, can’t explain it, he thinks, it is because of the magic present in Leigh, and the love we share, that allows it. I have to agree with him, because it has never happened before.” Neil smiles, and says, “I have to admit, that is amazing.”
The drive home, was rather quick and uneventful. John walked me up to the door, and inside. He checked around, making sure doors and windows, were still locked, that everything was how it should be. I seen him back to the front door, and told him goodnight, as I gave him a hug. I waved to Tammy, and then I closed and locked the door.
I turned off the lights in the living room, kitchen, and mudroom, on my way to my room. I pulled my phone out, and messaged Chris, in and locked, going to take a quick shower. No reply, so I grabbed my towels, and headed into my shower. I was rather quick, in case Chris messaged. I then brushed and dressed. I turned on the tv and muted it, after I shut off the bathroom light. I crawled into a nice warm bed, and to my surprise, Chris was in it, in his shadow form. I cuddled in closely, and his arms wrapped around me. I was asleep in seconds. I was truly exhausted from all of the work, today.
Saturday morning, and I woke at eight. Tonight, is Tammy’s birthday party, and I am very excited to get to see everyone. Chris was in my head, immediately. Trying once again to persuade me to not go. I tell him, again, I am going. He then asks if he can at least send a car and driver to take me to and from the party. I tell him “no. I just want to drive there, have a good time, and relax for a while.” With all that has been happening, I really want to, do this. He stops trying for now, and changes subjects.
We are still in bed, spooning. Chris runs his hand, from my thigh up to my ribcage. Then, he slides it under my cheek, and turns my head to face him. Our lips meet. His fingers are in my hair, and his palm rests on my cheek. With him in shadow form, there is such electricity, I cannot imagine, how it would feel, were his flesh lips to touch mine. Our lips touching, sends such fire through my body. Our kisses, grow more and more intense, he rolls me to my back, and he is on top of me. His hands touching my face, his body pressed against mine. My hands, pulling him closer to me. I wrap my legs, around his body, my nails, go to his back. Suddenly he disappears. Chris texts, “I am sorry. I got a business call.” I reply back thru text, “it’s okay, I really should be getting out of bed anyways J”. I text “I love you Chris.” He replies, “and I you, Leigh.” Then I crawl from my bed.
I wash up, dress, and start my day. I head towards the kitchen, phone in hand. I make myself a bowl of oatmeal, and some coffee, and sit at the table. I text Chris, “so what are your plans for the day?” He does not reply, so I decide, to go and game, while I eat my breakfast. It has been quite a while, since I have signed in. Immediately, I check, to see if Chris is on line. His green light is off. I decide to play it safe, and stay out of GC. I go into our safe house chat. I see, that we have a new member, in our safe house. His name, is a screen name I am sure. The Hunter. I say hi, and leave my friend code, in safe house chat, so he can friend me, if he chooses, when he is on again. I then decide, to heal so no one will know I am on. Namely Nic. I start healing, and then think to myself, I really should take down my picture of me, and post something else as my Avi. I decide, I will have John or Chris photo shop a pic of me and Chris together, and use it. Then maybe, Nic will see, I am spoken for. I go in and delete my current photo, and use, what we call on the game, my grey. It is the avatar, that comes with the game. You get to choose between six. I chose the fierce looking girl, in cut off jean shorts, hair in pig tails, donning a gardening tool, as her zombie fighting weapon. I go back to healing, using all of my stamina, then I sign out. I text Chris, asking if he would mind making me a photo of myself, and him together, using photo shop, or something. He was then in my head. He seen the reason, I wanted it, and he liked the idea. He said he would get one for me asap. I decided, to start cleaning up the kitchen, and start a bit of laundry to wash. Chris, then appeared, in his shadow form, in my big comfy chair. He cleared his throat, to let me know he was here. I dropped the sheets I was loading into the washer, and went running in there with him. He pulled me onto his lap, pulling my head, to his chest, his hand, went to my back, and started caressing it. He started singing to me. We sat there like that, not moving an inch, outside of his hand, for a few hours. I cannot tell you how good it felt. I felt as though I were glowing.
After he finished the current song he was singing, his lips went to my head. He then said, “I have used up much of your day. I am sorry”. I said, Chris,” don’t be sorry. I cannot imagine anything, I would have loved doing more, unless, maybe you were actually here with me.” I blush, as he sees in my mind, what we would have been doing. He says,” I agree, that would be good as well,” with a bit of teasing in his voice. He releases me and says “back to work. I know you have a lot to get done.” When I stand to go, he playfully smacks me on the butt. I turn around, but he is already gone. I go to his mind immediately, and he knows, I am blushing. He feels it, and smiles. He then says, “I love you Leigh, See you soon.” I say “me too Chris, See you soon.”
I head back to work, loading the washer, and starting it. I head to the linen cabinet, and as I go to grab another set of sheets, my left knee, hits a nail, that is facing out of the door jam. The cut isn’t bad, in fact, it almost immediately stops bleeding, and begins to heal. However, a little pink scar will remain, for a few days, I am sure. I grab the sheets, and some pillow cases, and head to my room to make my bed. I throw them onto the mattress, then walk into the bathroom, to clean the blood from my leg. Once done, I wash up, and resume the chore of making my bed. I accomplish it, and so much more. I then look at the clock, and realize, it is time to get my things together and get showered. I go to my closet, and rummage thru. I want something more special, than just plain jeans and a t-shirt tonight. I pick out my clothes, and lay them on the bed. My favorite pair of blue jeans they have beautiful hand sewn detailing down the leg, and a beautiful pink satin shirt. It has a strap, on one side only. I go and search thru my chest of drawers to find my clear bra straps. While I’m searching, I receive a message from Chris. “What are you doing right now?” I reply, “Actually, I’m digging thru my bra drawer, trying to find my clear straps. LOL” Then, a voice message arrives. “Sounds like fun,” he says, with a hint of interest. He then says, “I can’t talk you out of going, can I?” “No Chris,” I voice message, “There is no reason, for me to not go.” He says “okay, will you please wear your good luck charm, I sent?” I say “yes, if it makes you feel better, then yes, I will”. He replies, “thank you, yes, it does.”
We talk until I find my straps, then I grab a pair of boy shorts, and socks and add them to my suit of clothes on the bed. I go in the bathroom, grab my bottle of perfume, and spritz all of my clothes. I then grab my towels, and phone, and head to the shower. I tell Chris, “I’ll be back soon, Shower time!” He asks, “May I join you?” I blush, but message, “yes, you may.” He said, “I promise, to be good.” I laugh into the phone, unable to talk. I then text, “we will see. LOL”
I begin, to undress, first, my shorts then my shirt. I start the shower, and pull the curtain closed. My phone dings, it’s a picture Chris has sent me. His shoulders, neck, and lower face. I am speechless, his skin is pale, but he is beautiful. His being here in the shower, in shadow form, it does not do him justice. He is so beautiful. I catch myself, imagining him above me, the weight of his body on mine. My phone dings, again, pulling me back to reality. His message says, “Before you get in, put our songs on, and listen to them, while we shower.” I text,” they are already on J.” I take my necklace off and hang it on the nail above the door. I step into the warm water of the shower, pulling the curtain closed behind me. I dunk my head into the stream of water, closing my eyes, as I do. When I open my eyes back, Chris is standing in my shower. He is just standing, looking at me. I pick up the shampoo, squeezing a small amount of it into my palm. I turn my back to Chris, as I start to wash my hair. His hands are in my hair too, I feel them. He turns me to face him. Then he reaches down, and tilts my head up, his lips touch mine. He feels so real. My eyes close, as I get lost in our kiss, I open my eyes, after our kiss ends, and he is smiling down at me, almost a tiny laugh. I smile back and dunk my head under the water stream again, to rinse. Next, I grab the conditioner, and squirt a large amount in my hand. I run my hands thru my hair, his hands fall on top of mine, as I do. Our hands, move all my hair, to one shoulder, leaving the other, bare and exposed. His mouth goes to my shoulder and begins softly kissing, moving his way up to my neck. He is kissing my neck, moving around slightly, sort of nibbling one could say. Suddenly, I feel his teeth graze my neck. Then he is gone. Suddenly, my phone dings. “I’m sorry, I was interrupted.” I type “its ok,” with my wet hand. I resume my shower, and after a moment, he is there, again, watching me. I begin, lathering my right leg up from ankle to hip, then, I take my razor, and shave very slowly, as he stares, at me. Watching each long stroke of my hand. I finish, my right leg, and start on my left, lathering. He is behind me again, up close, his hand takes mine, as I start slowly shaving my leg. We were almost finished, when the razor hit the scar on my knee. Blood begins to run down my leg. He disappeared again. I quickly finish showering, and hop out. I wrap a towel around my hair, and one around my body. Then I look in the medicine cabinet and find the gauze. As I wipe the blood from the cut, I see the wound is already closing. No bandage is required. I then, voice message, Chris, “Are you okay?” His reply came in the form of text. “Yes, I am. Work call.” I say “ok”. I add, “Us being able to connect like that, I love it. It’s as if we are truly together. Even though you are a mere shadow, I feel everything about you. Your hands in my hair, lips on mine, even your teeth grazing my neck, it felt so good.” He says, “I know. I can even taste the sweetness of your skin, on my lips.” Then changing subjects, It felt like, for his comfort, he tells me, give me ten to fifteen minutes, then voice message, please. I reply, “Okay.” I grab my necklace, and pull it over my head, it falls around my neck. Then, I proceed to start to dress.
I want to tell Leigh, so bad, what I am, that she is the reason we can connect the way we do. But I am scared, I am afraid, she will be upset, and leave me.
Her skin is so beautiful, I was kissing her neck, but I got carried away. I grazed her with my teeth. My fangs, started to come, I had to leave her side. I relaxed, and returned to normal, then I returned to her. We hit the scar on her knee, my face changed, I couldn’t let her see me. She was terrified of Nic, when he was in vampire form when she hid in the closet. I must tell her. Tomorrow. After her party. I must find a way.
I stand in front of the mirror in my room, adding a touch of color to my eyes, my cheeks are still rosy from the sun I got yesterday. Then a bit of chap stick, I rarely wear lipstick, my lips are full and fairly nice colored. Besides, I can’t stand the feeling of it on my lips! Tonight, I am wearing my hair down, I took the time, to tame the frizz, and I have many soft curls, hanging half way down my back. I add mascara, and then, decide, picture time. I snap a few, making silly faces, at Chris. I send those, and he messages me immediately, back, with silly pictures of himself. He has made his hair stick up on top of his head, and made silly expressions. We are both laughing. I then text, “okay, a real one.” I snap a quick pic without looking, and hit send. He receives it, and immediately replies. “Leigh, oh my, you are beyond breathtaking. I think this is the first time, I have seen you with your hair that way. It is so very beautiful. You are beautiful! I love you!” I blush, and text, “thank you Chris, you aren’t so bad yourself ;-)!” He laughs at that. I then tell him, I have to hit the road. Chris asks to keep me company. I agree, I love having him with me, constantly. I grab my keys, Tammy’s present, and my bag. I have stuck my phone in my jeans pocket. I step outside, and lock up the house. I walk to my truck, and unlock it, turning off the alarm at the same time. I slide behind the wheel, and throw my bag into the passenger’s seat. I set the small gift box on top of my bag. I take my phone out, and place it on the seat beside me. I start the engine, and turn the radio on, low. I then decide, I feel like singing to Chris, “Home, by Phillip Phillips” is playing. I decide, this is perfect. I begin singing!
Chris appears in my truck as I sing to him. He is in shadow form, he moves my bag, to the other side of himself, stuffing the gift down inside of it. He wants to be as close to me as possible, I feel the same. He sits staring at me as I finish up singing to him. After my lovely rendition of Home, Chris decides, he will sing to me as well. He chooses a new song, one I have never heard. He sings, “Cause all of me loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections…” When Chris finishes up singing to me, he tells me, “It’s John Legend’s song, All of me.” I tell him, “It is a very beautiful song Chris, I think that is the first time I ever heard it.” Chris tells me, “you will hear it much more,” with a smile touching his lips.
I arrive, at the party, and am greeted immediately by John, and Tammy. I give them each a hug, and kiss on the cheek. I reach over to the passenger seat of my truck, and pull out Tammy’s gift, and hand it to her. I say, “I know, you have had your eye on it for a while.” She looks at John, and then at me, and then she tears into the gift wrap. She opens the small box and is speechless. She then says “this isn’t the same ring! Mine I had picked was so different, plain. It was a match to John’s necklace.” I said, “Chris, had it altered. If you don’t like it, we can put it back.” She said, “No! I like it, I more than like it, I love it!” She has tears in her eyes, and tells me, as she slides the ring on her finger, “you don’t know what this means to me.” I tell her, “I hope this gives you a small hint as to what you mean, to me and Chris.” She smiles, and I smile, then she grabs me around my neck, and hugs me tight! I then, reach back into my truck, for something else. Hidden in the glove box, is a second small box. I remove it, and turn and hand it to John. I say “it is also from Chris and me. A sort of thank you, for everything you have done for us over the last couple of months.” His expression is blank, as he opens the box. Tammy squeals in delight, “They match!” I ask, “If he likes it.” He shakes his head, yes, and says, “thank you Leigh.” He takes the ring from the box, and slides it on his finger. Then Tammy takes his hand in hers, and they kiss. Feeling a bit like an intruder, I start to walk up the path.
After a few minutes of walking, I pause, and yell over my shoulder, “where are we having the party?” “It is going to be in the safe house,” John says. As he comes running to catch up with me. “I can’t wait for you to see the changes, I have made” John adds. He is more excited, than Tammy, I think. I wait another moment, so Tammy can catch us. Then we walk in. Everything, looks amazing. There is a huge stage, John has added, the place is now triple the size it was, last time I was here. There is a very large banquet table set for fifteen, and all of John’s recliners, and tvs have been moved into one corner, so there can be dancing after dinner.
We walk around chatting, Heather and David, from our game are here, we stop by and chat for a few minutes, with them, before Neil and Alaster, join us. Everyone is catching up, it feels as if we have not seen each other in ages. Eventually, John goes over his mic, and announces, if everyone would please find a seat at the table, dinner is about to be served. Tammy sits first, John has her seated at the head of the table, seven of us on each side. John sits at Tammy’s right side, David to her left. I sit by John, and Alaster takes the seat by me. Heather, sits by David, and Neil by her. John then introduces the live band, a surprise, for Tammy, and dinner is served.
After, dinner, it’s time for the cake. Two rather big guys, bring it in. It is huge, at least three feet tall white with beautiful flowers of fall are all over it. John picks up his mic and asks everyone to please join in singing Happy Birthday to the love of his life, and wonderful partner. We all sing, then the cake is served, along with Champaign, for toasting. After that, everything is cleaned up, and the floor is open for dancing. More guests begin arriving. John and Tammy are the first and only couple, on the dance floor. The band is playing Tammy’s favorite slow song. As it plays, I think of Chris, our minds meet, and he knows how I wish he were here to dance with.
I fall back, behind the crowd, and sneak my way out, heading towards the lake, behind the safe house. I start, texting Chris, he asks if I am having a good time, I say yes. I then switch to voice message, as I walk towards the lake. I pick up a couple of stones, and toss them into the lake. Chris, asks, “Why is it so quiet, if you are at a party,” he sees in my mind, as I say, “I sort of snuck away, down to the lake.” He disappears, for a few seconds, then he texts, “get to John, now. He is on his way out to meet you.” I ask “what is wrong, I’m alone out here?” He says, “No you are not. Just please, do as I ask.” I am frantic now, how does he know I am not alone? Did John say something was out here? “Oh My Gosh,” I say “it’s dogs, isn’t it?” Chris doesn’t reply, he only says, “be as quiet and quick as possible. My heart is pounding! I feel light headed. I walk, as fast as I can, Chris comes to me in my mind, “Hide Leigh, now!” I listen, and duck behind, a large bush. In my head, he tells me “slow your breathing, or you will pass out.” I try hard to concentrate, on him, and slow my breathing down. I look up, and see John headed my way, Neil and Alaster are as well. Behind them, the two big guys, who brought in the cake, follow. Chris, says to me in my mind, “when John is near you get up and run. Don’t look back, just run for your truck, and get in. Lock it and head home, do not stop for anything. When you get home, get inside, and lock your doors. I will message as soon as I can. And Leigh, no matter what you do, please do not remove your good luck charm!” I don’t respond, all he can feel is my sheer terror. He tells me, “Leigh, my love, you are doing great, just a little longer. I love you.” I feel as if I am frozen in my spot. Suddenly, John is within a foot of me, and Chris, says “now Leigh, go.” I jump up, and run to John. I look back over my shoulder, and that is when I see them. At least twenty big guys, heading our way, quick. John says, “Look at me not them. Remember what Chris told you. Get to your truck, and get home.” I nod, and run. I run as hard and fast, as I can, in cowboy boots.
I headed to John’s as soon as Leigh did. I sat out on the pier, most of the night, listening to their party, wishing I was there beside Leigh tonight. Then the slow dance, and her mind met mine, she wished the same, she pictured us dancing very slowly. Her head on my chest, our arms wrapped around each other. Then she started heading my way. I knew, I needed to hide, quickly. I went to the woods, at the edge of the lake. It would have been so nice, to spend a few minutes, lost in each other’s minds, alone, in such a romantic spot. However, it was not meant to be. I caught their scent, then I heard them coming. There were many. They were still off in the distance, but moving fast. A group of vampires, coming for my Leigh. I texted John, told him to come and bring reinforcements. I told him, I will tell Leigh, to get to her truck and get home. John says we will be there in seconds.
I could hear, the other vampires were close, close enough to hear her walking. I told her hide. I did as well. I was two feet away from her, ready to attack, if I had to, even if I would have had to reveal myself to her. I would not let anyone harm her. As soon as John got to her, she was up and gone. Then, I went into action. I transformed into a killer. Taking down the first five vampires in the pack. Neil and Alaster, transformed, into their true hunter form, once again, in front of my eyes. They were wielding, their beautiful swords, made of iron, and adorned with yew wood. I had to duck, as Neil swung, taking the heads off five vampires. John, and the other two young vampires, each took down one. Alaster, moved with such grace, and finesse. He took down five vampires as well, with a single swing of his blade. Suddenly, heads are falling to the ground, and Alaster is moving on to more. Neil begins, stabbing each body thru the heart. I see, they are in control, so I take off on foot, following Leigh, Making sure, she stays safe. I would not allow her to be harmed. I will protect her even if it cost me my life.
I go to her mind, as she drives. “You are safe, Leigh, please, slow down, and be safe.” She is frozen, with fear in her mind. I start singing, in my mind to her, I feel her start to slow, and awake from the trance she seemed to be in. She then, starts twenty questions, in her mind, “who were they, how did I know they were there, what was going on, then she switched to they will kill John, Alaster, Neil and the others, then they may come for me.” I tell her, “please, Leigh just get home.”
Leigh pulls into her drive, and quickly, gets out of her truck. She runs frantically to her house, forgetting to lock her truck. She unlocks her doorknob, and then struggles with the deadbolt. She gets it unlocked, and slams the door open, she steps across her threshold, and quickly slams the door back shut, locking it, immediately. She then slides down the door, and sits, she begins to cry. I am sitting on her truck, listening to her. I go to her in her mind, I sit beside her. I put my arm around her, and tell her everything will be okay. I lean over, and kiss her head. She looks in my direction, and says, “How do you know?” I tell her, “Please trust me”. She says, “I am trying Chris, honest, I am.” I tell her “I know my love.” I ask her, “Did you lock your truck? Leigh says, I don’t know. I tell her, “Hit the alarm. It won’t hurt anything if you have already.” I hop down, and head towards her porch. I text Leigh, “when you are done, go get in the shower. Okay.” She texts back,” okay.” She says, “by the way, I am in and locked. And so is my truck.” I type, “Good girl.”
I make it back to my truck, I hit the alarm, right as I grab for the handle. I jump behind the wheel, and lock the door, as it closes. I manage to get the key in the ignition. I keep thinking, don’t look back! Don’t look back! I throw the truck into gear, and tear out of the drive way. I speed down the road, trying to get home as fast as I can. I feel frozen with fear. Soon, Chris, enters my mind. He tries to calm and reassure me. Then he starts to sing his song to me, thru his mind. I start to calm, but then, my mind starts racing, who were they? What did they want? What about everyone who was there? Will they kill them? Will they come after me? Chris, says, “Please just get home, it will all be okay. I doubt it, but he says to trust him.”
I arrive back at my house, I am a total mess. I am scrambling to get in the house as quick as I can. I close the door behind me, and lock it, then, I slide to the floor at the door, and cry. Chris enters my mind, and soothes me. He sits by me, and puts an arm around me. When I calm, he asks if I locked my truck. I can’t remember, I hit the arm button, on the keychain, beep beep. Now it is. He then tells me to take a shower. I let him know, I am in and locked, and so is my truck. Then, I head to my shower.
As I walk towards the bathroom, I turn on light switches, I am scared, really scared. I grab towels, and text to Chris, “getting in.” He messages back, “play our songs, please.” I hit the button, and the music starts. I strip off my clothes, and step into the shower. I turn the water on, and it is rather cold. It shocks me to the here and now. As it warms, I relax into it. I close my eyes, and Chris is with me. Fully dressed, shoes and all, he is standing with me watching me as I wash away the makeup, and all of the stress of the night. I turn and face the showerhead, and his hands, go to my shoulders, rubbing them. He feels so real. He turns me around, and kisses my forehead, he says, “I will stay with you all night, in shadow form.” I say “thank you.”
I finish showering, and step out. I quickly brush, dry off, and dress. I leave my hair down, and head to bed. I message Chris, telling him, “I am crawling into bed.” He says “just finished changing. I am crawling in with you.” He is in the sitting position, and in my mind, “tells me to lay my head, on his lap.” I scoot over close. He tells me “I will keep a watch out for you, so you can sleep.” He then starts to play with my wet hair. I kiss his thigh. He tells me “he loves me”, and I him. I drift off to sleep, as his touch calms me.
I message John, and tell him to bring me clean clothes, and a couple of blankets. I am sitting camped out, right outside of Leigh’s bedroom window. I change quickly, in the woods, and give John all of my things, he puts them into a bag he brought for me. I then tell him, “Leigh is ready for bed. I need you and the others to patrol the area. No one in or out, without my knowledge.” John replies, “will do.” I tell him, “thank you John, I mean it, thank you.” John shoots me a crooked smile and heads off.
I awake, at noon. I still am not quite sure, what had gone on last night. I don’t understand what those men wanted from me. I had never seen them before. I felt better, having Chris, keep me safe all night long, even if he wasn’t actually here. I am still a bit shaken, from all of the events that have occurred, in the last couple of months.
My mind touches Chris’s, seeing if he is awake yet. He feels me, and asks immediately. “How are you this morning Leigh?” I reply, “still a bit shaken, I don’t understand any of this.” He says, “I know.” He then takes my mind off of things. He tells me, “Today, we will spend our whole day inside, together, agreed?” I say “yes, agreed.” He then tells me “you will have a knock at the door in about five minutes. It will be John, let him in.” I say “what are you up to now?” Chris says, “I am trying hard to take your mind off everything.” I then say, “okay, I will open the door for him.” A slight laugh in my voice.
Knock, knock. “Just a minute John,” I yell running to the front door. I open it and he is standing there, with a picnic basket, a vase of flowers, and a canvas bag containing movies. Inside is a note. I recognize Chris’s handwriting.
My dearest Leigh,
Today, is our anniversary, and I would very much enjoy, if you would consent to a picnic in your living room with me. I have prepared, a picnic, just for you, to include your beverage of choice ;-), sweet tea. There are finger foods. Things, were I there, I would feed to your beautiful mouth, myself. I can hardly wait until the day we can actually meet in person. I love you Leigh, more than words could ever describe. More than any other man has loved any other woman in any great love story ever written. I love you all the way up to the moon, and all the way back down again.
Forever yours Love, Chris
I voice message immediately, John still standing at the door, holding everything. I have tears of joy running down my cheeks. I say, ou want to meet me in person?” He says, “yes, Leigh. How else will you become my wife, if we do not meet in person.” I am speechless, try as I may to respond. John steps through the door, and takes my phone, and messages, telling Chris, “she can’t speak, she is happy, but words, will not come.” Chris then tells John, “set it all up and head out. Make sure she locks up when you go.” John replies, “will do.” He hands my phone back, and I text, “Chris, are you sure, you want to meet me?” He replies, “I have never been more, sure of anything in my whole life, Leigh.” I was secretly wishing for this the whole time. Now that it is an option, I am scared, what if he does not find me as beautiful, in person, what if I am too curvy for his taste, what if I am to tall or not smart enough for him. My mind was going thru endless thoughts, I took a deep breath, and said to myself, there is only one way to find out. I voice message. “Okay, I agree,” I whisper, as loud as I can.
John finishes setting everything up. He then smiles and gives me a hug. I ask him, “You are okay, aren’t you? After last night and all.” He says,” yes, not a scratch on me.” I hug him again, and tell him to give Tammy my love, and apologies for last night. He says, “No apologies needed. You did what you were told. She understands. Honestly she does.” I thank him and kiss his cheek, he then heads to the door. He opens it and steps thru closing it. He then pops his head back in, and says “bye sweetie, be safe. Oh and Chris said lock this door when I leave!” With laughter in his voice. Then he was gone. I text Chris “we are all alone.” He types “are the doors and windows all locked?” I reply “yes.” He says “good.”
Chris then voice messages “I have you to myself, do I?” I say “that you do”. He replies, “This could mean trouble for you.” I laugh, and say “how much trouble could I be in, you are like a million miles away.” He snickers and concedes. Then he says, “What are you wearing?” I say, “Really?” With both surprise and intrigue in my voice. I then respond, “I am still in my pjs.” Laughing myself. He says, “Well, I suppose they will do. Give me about five minutes to get back in mine.” I say “okay, I need to pull my hair up and wash my face anyways.” He says, “Wash your face, but please leave your hair down.” I reply, “ok.” I head to my room, and quickly change into my cute pj shorts, tank top and matching sports bra. I then run in the bathroom, and pull my hair back, while I wash my face. A quick sweep of mascara on my lashes and a swipe of chap stick on my lips. I let my hair loose from the clip holding it up, and it falls, in soft curls, around my shoulders. I then stand in front of the mirror in my bedroom and snap a photo. As I hit send, one arrives of him. He is adorable. Beautiful. He has messy hair, I imagine running my fingers thru. A well groomed stubbly face, his lips, so red, with a perfect bow on his top lip. His beautiful brown eyes, feels like he is looking straight at me. I feel like I am seeing him for the first time. My heart beat quickens. My cheeks flush. I feel a bit lightheaded. I sit on the edge of the bed, and message. “Are you really real? Am I dreaming?” He replies back, “I could ask you those same questions. Leigh, you are simply beautiful. I have never in my lifetime seen anyone who compares to you. Not just in looks, but your heart, it is pure. You are beautiful from your skin to your soul.” I blush, and text him, “Chris, I love you. Then I think only love is not a strong enough word. I more than love you.” Chris is in my mind, he says, “I know what you mean, I feel the same way.” Then I text, you made me speechless again. He voice messages, “shall we have a picnic?” I type “yes, please.”
I head back to the living room, and sit on the blanket in the floor. I lean back onto the pillows, John placed for me earlier today. Chris snaps a photo of himself, and sends it me. He is sitting in the floor, too. Matching blankets, and pillow cases. I snap a quick one of myself, and hit send. He messages, “Pour yourself a glass of tea, in the wine glass in the basket.” I follow his instructions. He then messages, “take out the plate, look thru everything and make your plate.” I ask, “Whatever I choose?” He says “yes, whatever you choose.” I look thru there are grapes, apple slices, strawberries dipped in chocolate, tiny sandwiches, I open a few and look inside. A peanut butter and jelly, turkey and Swiss, and ham and American. I message,” let me guess which one you will not be eating of the sandwiches.” He messages, “go ahead and try.” I say “peanut butter and jelly.” He says nope, “I eat all three kinds”. I say, “But you said you don’t like it.” He says, “I said I don’t like it much. However, a pb&j, everyone loves that.” I laugh, and continue looking.
I snap a photo of my plate all fixed. I say, I am kind of hunger. I chose one of each kind of tiny sandwich, a few apple slices, a small bunch of grapes and 4 of the large chocolate dipped strawberries. He says, “Good, I like a girl who eats.” I laugh at his comment, and ask, “Okay, where is the pic of yours?” His photo comes thru, his plate is piled high, with food. He says, “I am a bit hungry myself.” His glass, is filled with what appears to be tea, as well. I ask him, “What is your drink?” He says, “It’s tea. Just like yours. Sweet Tea.” I laugh into the next message, saying “did you have to make it yourself, all the way up there in Canada?” He said, “Well not exactly.” He then tells “me to open up”, and sends a photo of his hand, with a grape in it, as if he were going to feed it to me. I tell him, “sorry if I nibble your finger as well.” He makes a sort of growling noise, in his next message. I quickly say, “I was only kidding.” He says, “I think we should watch a movie, a comedy.” I was worried, what I said, bothered him. I text “ok.” He asks me, “What is wrong?” I type “nothing.” He says, “I know something is, please tell me.” I text, “what I said, bothered you, but you wouldn’t just tell me that.” He replies, sort of laughing. “That is because of how it bothered me. It was in a good way. Trust me. Please. I had to take my mind off of the thought of your mouth, your teeth, touching the skin of my hand, the sensation, I would feel, Leigh, it’s almost unbearable.” I blush, and say, “why couldn’t you just say, that to begin with? You think I don’t have thoughts of you like that?” He replies, “Because that isn’t being very gentlemanly.” Then he says, “really, you do.” Totally shocked at what I had said. I say, “Yes Chris, you bother me in a very good way.” He goes silent. I ask, “Are you okay?” He types, “I am speechless.”
We eat, and watch movies, comedy after comedy. He takes my mind off of everything, unusual that has happened in the last few weeks. We are lost in our own world, sitting together, curled up on a blanket, Chris is with me in shadow form, he is engrossed in our latest movie. I reach my hand up and stroke his cheek. He feels so real to me. I can feel his cool skin, the stubble on his face. I lean in and kiss his cheek. He grabs me, and pulls me towards him, we sort of roll and end up him laying on top of me. He pins me to the floor, and just sits, there staring down into my eyes. He then says, “I will love you forever, no matter what happens, Leigh, I promise.” I tell him, “I will love you forever as well Chris, no matter what happens.” He looks away. I hear a faint whisper, “I hope you will after tonight.” Then he is gone.
Evening is on us, I send a voice message, “what would you like for dinner tonight?” He says, “I don’t know, what do you feel like?” I say, “Maybe Chinese?” He says, “I will have John bring you some, what are you in the mood for?” I reply, “What is your favorite?” He says, “I think, probably beef and broccoli, but then again, I like sesame chicken with pork fried rice.” I say, “throw in an eggroll, and I am all yours!” He laughs, and says “that sounds like a really good deal.” I blush, and text, “Thank you.” He says, “Give it about 20 minutes, and he will be there.” I say, “Don’t forget my fortune cookie!” He says, “I will be sure and tell him that.” “Thank you Chris,” I reply.
Once again, there is a knock at my door, I peek out, and John is standing there holding up a large bag, of Chinese takeout. I open the door, and ask, “Are you feeding an army?” With a bit of laughter in my voice. He says, “Chris told me what to order.” I say, “Are there fortune cookies?” He say, “Yes ma’am, I made sure.” I tell him, “come on in.” He says, “I am suppose to drop it off and head out.” I say, “Oh you are busy. I am sorry to be such an inconvenience.” He says, “No, you are no inconvenience. Just Chris’s orders, so to say.” I look at him odd. He says, “Go text him, and don’t forget to lock.” I reach up and kiss John’s cheek. He smiles, and puts on his sunglasses, and walks away.
I close and lock my door, then I text Chris. I ask, “What’s on your agenda, now?” He messages back, “you, me and Chinese!” He is laughing. I laugh into the phone, messaging him back. I set the bag, on the counter, and open it. Inside, I find, my Chinese food, candles, and my fortune cookies, two to be exact, one for me, and one for Chris. He messages, sending a photo. His plate is massive. I don’t think, I have ever seen so much food on anyone’s plate in my life. I message, “you must really love Chinese.” He says, “Honestly, yes, I do.” He then asks me “where my plate pic is.” I say, “I have to make one.” He says, “Hurry, or I will eat all of your eggrolls.” I growl into the phone. He messages, “did you just growl at me?” I said “yes, I do that, from time to time, so get use to it.” He laughs into the phone, “saying you are adorable!”
I grab a plate, and glass, and set them on the table, I then place the candles, and light them. I fill my glass, with tea, and make my plate of food. I snap a pic, first of me munching on an eggroll, then one of my plate and table. He messages back, “you are so cute, when you eat.” I blush, and laugh into the phone saying “thank you.” He says, “You ready to sit and eat with me?” I say, “Yes.” We talk throughout dinner, we share photos. Finally it is fortune cookie time. I tell him, “Open mine first.” He opens his, for me, and I open mine. Mine reads, “A time of change is soon upon you.” His for me read, “Love is closer than you know.” I say interesting, he agrees, and says, your fortunes, sound good, shall we read mine? I say yes, Very excited! I say me first. “You will have to make a very difficult choice for love.” He says, that sounds a bit stressful. He says, ok here is mine. “You will marry an auburn haired girl, with beautiful green eyes and freckles.” I say, “That is not what it says.” He teases, saying, “No it is not, but I like it much better, than any other words of wisdom, a fortune cookie could give.” I say, “Read it Chris,” so he does. “The right choice, ensures life.” I say, “That is rather cryptic.” He agrees.
After, we eat dinner, I am sitting on my couch, in the living room, Chris had a business call he had to take, so I am texting him. We are chatting nothing important, just being together. I tell Chris, “It has only been a few months since we met, and yet, it feels as if we have known each other, our whole lives, even longer. Like we have known each other for all of time.” Chris texts, “I know. I feel it too.” Suddenly Chris appears, on the couch beside me, in shadow form. I motion for him to lay his head in my lap. I sit, running my fingers thru his hair, as he talks. He then, gets serious, sits up, and looks me straight in the eyes. He says to me, “Leigh, there is something, I really need to tell you.” I am sitting here, thinking the worst, he is a serial killer, he has been lying the whole time, he is a woman…. The thoughts were endless. He finally says, “Leigh, I am a Vampire.”
Copyright 2015 by MLSteele