Fallen (Fallen 1)

“Well, he is a typical teenage boy,” I said. What Jonathon had said brought all kinds of fears to the forefront of my mind. I hadn’t thought of Jonathon and I having sex. I was too busy relishing in the thought of us. I hadn’t had time to even stop and think about the future.

“Well, I grew up in a more conservative time. Mason and Danny aren’t that old, even for vampires. Amelia gave birth to them in eighteen ninety – one. She became a vampire that day, giving birth to a dhampir especially two nearly, actually almost always, kills the female. Mason and Danny became vampires in nineteen o eight. Seventeen years later. They’ve grown up in a time when waiting until you’re married to have sex, rarely happens.”

“If I hear another word uttered from one of their lips about what we are and aren’t doing, I’m going to kill them,” I said lightly trying erase the frown lines from his beautiful face.

“Good luck with that.” He said sarcastically.

“Why was his blood blue?” I asked suddenly snapping out of my sulking.

“When we change, our blood also changes, so that we can do the stuff we do. Flying, running, jumping, the strength, a little mind reading. Our blood changes to accommodate what we’ve become. So, the color change distinguishes us for what we are. But the more scientific reasoning is the fact that we don’t need any oxygen to live and therefore are blood doesn’t react to it. But we rarely bleed. Like I demonstrated with the knife we are pretty much impenetrable. But a punch from another vampire will hurt us. We may not feel the physical pain but it can still do damage. We can also be shot. I’ve experienced that first hand and it’s not fun. I had to dig the bullets out of myself before I could heal. ”

“Can you really read minds?” I asked.

“We can’t read them; we pick up bits and pieces. But I guess technically we can read them. ”

“That’s kind of cool but also kind of frightening,” I said.

He laughed.

“We should do something fun this weekend. I haven’t done anything fun in a long time.” He said.

“Like what?” I asked.

“Poetry reading? Art show?” asked Jonathon.

“That sounds good. But I’m kind of in the mood for something with a little more speed Is there a race track around here?”

“Yes.”

“What kind of cars do we get to race?”

“Ferraris.”

“That’s so cool. I think we should go to the poetry reading and art show tomorrow; just the two of us. Then Sunday we all go race the Ferraris. You, me, Diana, Joseph, Danny, Mason, Amelia, and Patrick. Well someone will have to stay behind with my mom. But I think it would be fun doing something together as a family.”

“Sounds like a great plan.” He said.

“Excellent.” I whispered.

Jonathon’s cold arms wrapped around me. He kissed the top of my forehead. His arms felt so good around me, it was so hot in the house, I was nearly in a sweat.

“Stay with me tonight.” I said.

“I will.” Jonathon replied kissing me on top of the head. “Goodnight, principessa, sweet dreams.” He murmured.

“Goodnight.” I said groggily.

“I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” I said falling asleep in his arms.

When I woke up the next morning I knew he’d still

be there holding me in his arms saying, “I love you,” when I woke up.

Chapter Fourteen: Love

I woke up blinking harshly against the sun that leaked through the windows.