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About six days later. Richerd has been a little off, but he try not to let me see it. He has been zoning out more and more. One moment he's talking to you, the next he's staring into space. I wonder what he's thinking about. I was siting next to him on the couch. He was, again, zoned out. "Richerd", I called his name. "Yes", he answered with a false smiled. He looked at me. "What are you thinking about", I asked. He had to see this question coming. He's been thinking about something for the last week. He looked shocked as if he wasn't thinking about anything. "What", he said. Then later he gave in. "Is it that noticeable", he asked. "Yeah, you're making me worry about you", I answered. "Sorry, I tried to make it not noticeable. But I just have a lot on my mind", he confessed. I just let it go. Ok, he's has a lot on his mind. That's just fine. Richerd's cell phone began to ring. He took his time answering it, seeming to know who it was. "Hello . . . . yes ma'am . . . . ok . . . . right away . . . ok . . . . bye", he frowned when he hung up the phone. "Who was that" I asked. "Your mother. She wants you home ASAP", he answered. What! She think she can just order me home. Ugh, that female is really testing my nerves. "Lets go then", I pouted. When I got up I felt sick. I felt so sick, I had to sit back down for a moment. Richerd looked at me worried. "You ok", he asked. I nodded. "Yeah, I'm just feeling a little sick", I felt like I was gong throw-up. The sick feeling increased as I tried to stand up
again. "Are you sure your ok", he asked again. He was still looking at me worried. I thought the queasy feeling would go away, but it only got worst. I began to gag. It wasn't just going to go away. I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. I was lucky I made it just in time. I regurgitated into the clean toilet bowl. I bet is was never used. I pulled my head up, still feeling a little woozy. Richerd was right over me, handing me a a few paper towels. I gabbed them, and whipped my mouth clean. "Thanks" I mumbled. "Do you need a doctor", he asked twice as worried. Gosh, he's so protective. I wonder if all men are like this, or is it just the vampires. "No, I'm ok", I stood up and smiled to show I was ok. He knew i forced the smile, but he only smiled back. His smile looking a lot more real than mine. "Ok, lets go. Your mother sounded worried on the phone", he guide me through the house and to his car. He opened my door for me. Now, isn't he nice. He later got in the car. We drove off. "So why does she want me home", I asked. "She wants to have "The Talk" with us. She wants to make sure we didn't unprotected sex yet. She's always worried about you. She thinks we already had it", he chuckled at his own joke. Oh my. Please not the talk. "Please tell me your lying", I said. He shook his head. "Nope not lying", he said. I rolled my eyes from annoyance at my mother. What was her problem. Well, she did have right to worry. I mean, I am pregnant. "I think this is the right time to tell her I'm pregnant", I said. Reason number one, Richerd's there. I wont feel as scared if he's there with me. "Are you sure", he asked. "Perfectly sure", I answered. He drove in my drive way. This is it. I'm going to tell my parents that I'm pregnant.Richerd
opened my door for me. I walked out the car. He walked me to the door. Richerd didn't even have to knock, I guess she already heard the car pull up in the drive way. "Come on", she said. Richerd and I sat on the couch nears to the door. I looked around to see my father. Great, he's here too. Why is he here. Richerd felt me tense up, so he put his arm around me and rubbed my arm with his hand. "I wanted to talk to you kids abou-" "Mom, there's no need. I'm pregnant", I said. She froze. My father looked evilly at Richerd, as if this was all his fault. "You got my baby pregnant", father yelled. Oh, gosh. He's really mad. His face a bright red as he yelled more at my boyfriend. "Dad, stop yelling at him", I said shocked Richerd didn't stand up for himself. That's unlike him. "Did he force you into this", father asked me in a lower tone. "No, I was just as willing as he was. That's why it's not fair that you're yelling him without yelling at me too" I said. He looked down, feeling bad he just went off on Richerd. Mother said her first words since I confessed I'm pregnant. "Baby, what happened. Were you guys kissing and it just happened", she asked. "Yes, a few nights ago", I answered. Richerd was still silent. "You were in her room, at night", my father burst out yelling at Richerd again. I zoned him out. He's yelling was giving a me a headache. The lights began to flicker as father continued to yell. Then every thing went black. All the power in the house shut off. I have a feeling Richerd did this. The lights flicked on a few times before staying on. Father's yelling was really getting to Richerd. "Father, stop yelling at him", I yelled. He didn't stop, he increased. "Sorry, I didn't mean to get her pregnant, but I love her. I won't leave her or anything like that. The only thing that can get me away from her is death", he said. When Richerd
started to talked the whole room got silent. The lights flickered once more, then every light bulb in the house exploded. Richerd is causing this. Who said boys weren't emotional. Clearly some are. "Richerd, you ok", I asked him. He nodded, but I didn't believe him. Maybe telling my parents I'm pregnant wasn't such a good idea. "You said I didn't love her", he was talking my father now. I don't know what he said, I zoned him out. How could he say he didn't love me. "But you don't understand anything. That's the reason why most of us vam-" he almost said vampires. He was only a few seconds from telling my parents about vampires "don't hang out with you humans. You're to quick to judge. You think I'm just some another boy who messed up your baby girl. Listen to me when I say this. I love her. Her and I are leaving to an uncharted island. I wanted it to be a vacation for you and her, but I see now that you wouldn't want to be around me. Here's two choices. One, you come with us, good. Two, you stay here, but do not try to stop us. If you dare send the police after us, the first police officer that is a good 100 yards by us, I will kill him. I don't mind taking another human's life. There is a war that's going on that you don't know about, nor will you ever know. I will do everything in my power to make sure she makes it through it. Now, if you need time to deal with what we have told you, we can leave and give you that time", Richerd said straight forward. He sounded hurt in way at something my father said. Richerd had this dead serious look in his face. "She's not leaving with yo-", My mother tried to protest, but was cut off by Richerd. "She is leaving with me, unless she doesn't want to. You will have no say so over where she is until I have done what I have to do", he told my mother. Her mouth dropped. She was so shocked that I allowed this to happen, but I know she thinks this is an abusive relationship. It's so far from that.
"What's that on your arm", she pointed at the fading marks on my arm. Oh, gosh, I forgot to wear long sheaths. "Nothing", I answered. "Richerd lets go", I rushed him. He got up, controlling his speed. He walked to the door, following me. When we got in the car, I decided to talk about what just happened. "I like your parents", he first said before I could get anything out. "Oh, everyone does", I joked with him. "Was that you who made the lights go out", I asked him. "Yep, sorry about that. Your father said some hash things", he answered. "So, your emotions can control your powers", I asked. "Yep. Sorry about that", he answered, again apologizing. It wasn't his fault that my father went whack-o on him and he had a reaction. in my eyes it was perfectly normal. My parents can buy new light bulbs. I'm sure they wouldn't mind. "Don't be. It's not your fault", I told him. His cell phone rang again. "Hello", He answered the phone. "Yes . . . . ok . . . . I'll tell you . . . . ok . . . I will . . . . bye", he hung up. I waited to see if he was going to tell me who that was on the phone. "Your mother they will be coming to the vacation. They said that they love you and told me to tell them where you're going. They seemed to have calmed down", he said happily. "So have you", I noted. "I guess. Do you wanna go somewhere", he asked. "Where", I asked. I don't know if I want to go somewhere, if I don't know where somewhere is. "Just somewhere. You ever been to a party", he asked. Well . . . no. It all depend what type of party he's talking about. "Depends", I answered. "I don't know if beer is going to be there, but it's a party I got invited to. Some guy got my number and called last night", he answered. Hummmm. I wonder who.
"Do you know who", I asked. "Nope. He didn't say. He just gave me a time, date, and address", he answered. That's a little werid, but ok. "I'll go", I answered. He smiled at my answer. He seemed he wanted to go. I didn't know he was a party type of guy. I guess I learn something new every day. "Great. It's just around the counter", he made a sharp turn. I was scared. Why didn't he warn me? He knows I don't like it when he drives fast, so why would he think I like it when he makes sharps turns at full speed. "It's ok. I'm not going to let you die", he said. I released my heart beat was speeding. I needed really calm myself. "Don't do that again, you know how scared I am of your driving", I told him. He smiled. "Ok, sweety. Next time I'll try go the speed limit", he joke. I hope he meant it. I don't want his driving to cause me to have a heat-attack. "Ok, I hope so", I responded. The car stopped, we must be here. I unbuckled my seat belt. Richerd was out the car before I could even open my door. I got out the car, looking at all the other cars that were here also. "There's a lot of people here", Richerd commented, also looking at the cars that seemed to be packed on this one street. I followed him to the door of the house. The house was big, almost as big as Richerd's. He knocked on the door, and some girl answered. "Who are you", she asked Richerd. "Richerd Davis", he answered. He seemed like he didn't know why she asked. I guess only some people were invited to the party. "Oh. come in", she smiled and opened the door wider so both Richerd and I could get in. We entered. "Do you know a lot of people from school", I asked. He has to know someone to get invited. "Ummm . . . weirdly no. Oh-wait, this girl had a crush on me.
I don't think she invited me, it was a dude I talked to on the phone", he answered. Ok, so he doesn't know anyone. I still find it weird that all of a sudden he got invited to a party. Maybe he's cool like that. I smiled slightly to the thought. Maybe he is cool like that. "Ok. Lets just have fun. You know how to dance", I asked him hoping for a yes. I can't dance at all. "I am a little out dated on dancing", he confessed. Oh right, he's a good 300 years old. Of course he's out dated. I was shocked to see Peter come out the crowd full of dancing people. He was a guy who had a crush on me a few years back. I think he's gave up on anything more than a friendship. "Jenny, hi", he greeted me. "who's your friend", he asked right away. "Richerd, my boy-friend", I answered. "Hi", Richerd did a short wave. "How long have you two been together", he asked. I haven't thought about that for awhile now. "A while", I answered. He frowned, but smiled again. He stills have that crush on me, gosh why won't he give up. "Can I talk to you alone for a moment", he asked. What could be the worst thing that could happen if I talked with him. "Sure, Richerd will you be ok by yourself for a moment", I asked him. He nodded and smiled. "Go ahead, have fun", he quoted me. Peter grabbed my arm and pulled me somewhere through the crowd, Then he pulled me upstairs. What he has to talk about must be very important. I followed him a room. He closed the door behind me. "I need to tell you something", he said. I waited on what he had to tell me. "I love you so much. I've known you more than Richerd has, and I love you more", he said. I grabbed my hands, looking me right in the eyes. Peter has this
dreamy green color eyes, so it took me awhile to respond. I was almost lost in them. "Peter, I'm with someone", I said. I tried to pull away but he didn't let go. "Peter I don't love you like that", I told him. He stepped closer to me and pulled me closer to him. Feeling too uneasy I looked away. "Jenny", he called my name. I looked up to see what he wanted. He lend in and kiss me. His kiss was forceful. As I tried to push away, he only pulled me closer to him. This is a great time for Richerd to burst in and save me. but he didn't come. His lips parted from mine. "You can't tell me you didn't like that", he said. He was still holding me. I tried to pull away again, but I had no luck. He forcefully kissed me again. I stood there, like I was dead. He began to get more forceful, which scared me. He began to push me back against the wall. I landed hard, my back smashing against the wall. He began to fill my hips, which was off limits to him. He parted his lips from mine. "Richerd", I yelled. As soon as I yelled it, Richerd burst through the door. He had a look on his face that would scare anyone away. Peter was cought in the act, his hand gripping my waist. I pulled away from him. This time I was able to run. I ran to the other side of the room. "It's not what it looks like", Peter said, but Richerd didn't change his look. "You touched her. How dare you touch her", Richerd said. He took one step toward Peter. Peter looked at door, tiring to see a way past Richerd, but Richerd wasn't going to allow him to escape. Richerd took a desk that was sitting by me, and put it in front of the door. The desk looked about 70 pounds. Peter wasn't going to make a run for it and get away. "Sorry, I thought she wanted it", Peter tried to reason with Richerd, but it didn't work. Richerd began to walk toward Peter slowly, his fist balled up. Oh,no. RIcherd's going to kill
Peter if he hits him. I just now realized how big Richerd's temper really is. He will kill someone for doing what peter just did to me. Richerd let out a big growl before punching the wall right above Peter's head. Richerd's hand went straight through the wall. I was a little shocked to see how mad he really was. "I don't care what you thought. I the right mind to kill you right now", Richerd said lowly. "Richerd, don't kill him", I said. He paused. He looked like he had gained his sanity back. Richerd all of sudden grabbed the boy's neck. He raised him off the ground. "Richerd don't do it", I told him again. He seemed to listening me, putting him back on the ground. He didn't let go of the guy's neck yet. "Richerd, I don't you to kill anyone", I said. Richerd let go of Peter's neck. "Next time, if there's a next time, she will not stop me from killing you", he growled. Richerd kicked the desk out of the way of the door. Peter ran out as fast as he could. I stood there frozen, looking at Richerd. He still had that killer look on his face. I ran up to him and hugged him, and it faded away. The lights flickered as he returned to his normal self.
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