“Indeed it has but just humor me.”
“Why?” I asked pushing further.
“Because I want to know you’re safe. I had this BMW specifically modified for you, for when I’m gone.”
“Two questi
ons. What kind of modifications? And how could you have had it modified in less than two weeks?”
“By modified I mean that not even a tank could take this baby out. It is loaded with protective armor. To answer your second question let’s just say I have connections.”
I rolled my eyes, my arms crossed over my chest. “And by these connections you mean a vampire mechanic.” I said matter of fact.
He smirked. “You catch on fast.”
I got out of the mustang, bag over my shoulder, Jonathon holding open the car door. I walked over to the BMW X6.
I ran my hand along the contours of the car. It was sleek and shiny. I hit my fist lightly against it, just testing to see if Jonathon was serious.
“Ow,” I said cupping my fist in my hand. Jonathon chuckled.
“I told you so, principessa,” He said.
I sighed; he had told me I just hadn’t believed him. But the question was what did he expect? An atomic bomb to hit me while he’s gone? Or did he know about my visitor? Gosh, I hoped not.
“Do you like it?” He said shyly.
“Of course! It’s beautiful but completely unnecessary. But I won’t complain.” I said trying to please him; I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I was extremely uncomfortable excepting such an expensive gift but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I really did love it but how could I accept such an expensive gift; oh and I can’t forget the expensive modifications. I let out another sigh.
“I’m really glad you love it and please, please don’t worry about the price. I know you will but it really isn’t a problem.”
“Okay,” I sighed even though it was. I may come from money but not Jonathon’s kind of money. I would never be able to give him such a nice gift. It makes me sick to my stomach thinking about how much money he has spent on me in the past two weeks. “It’s great, really,” I added more to reassure myself more than Jonathon.
“I’m glad you like it,” He said sounding more confident. He took my bag in his right hand and draped his left arm around my shoulders as we headed up the steps to the front door.
The next morning I awoke with a start. Jonathon, his family, and my mom were leaving today. I’d be all alone. I remembered back to the note I had received last night.
We’ll be meeting soon.It read.
Those four words scared the bejesus out of me. I ran my hands through my hair. It was going to be a long weekend.
I did my usual daily routine and packed a small bag to have with me over the weekend. I added a couple of books to my bag thinking that maybe with all the time I would have alone I could get some reading done.I looked quickly around my room for anything I might be missing. I grabbed my pillow to add to my things. There was a light knock on my door then Diana entered. Her blond head shining in the morning sun that streamed in through the window. Her skin glowed. I mean really glowed, like her skin was the sun itself. Bright, glowing, and pulsing.
“Are you ready?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said meeting her eyes. She came into the room the whole way.
“Well, we’re all leaving. Jonathon’s going to stay behind a little longer with you. He thought it would be better if we went ahead and got your mom out of the house before you came. We don’t want to risk another umm… meeting. Oh! I guess you already figured it out but Jonathon asked Patrick and he said it would be okay for you to stay at your house.”
“Thanks,” I said looking down at the floor afraid to continue meeting her eyes with mine now filled with tears.
Her cold arms wrapped around me. “It’s okay. Just cry its okay to feel sad about it. I promise she’ll be okay. Just give her time. Time heals all wounds,” she said stroking my hair. I let a few tears escape my arms now wrapped around her.
It was amazing how close I already felt to Diana. I felt like she was my long lost sister. I stepped out of her hug and wiped the few remaining tears. I squished my eyes closed willing no more to escape.
“Thank you,” I said.
“What are friends for,” she said with a quick shrug of her shoulder. “I’ll see you Sunday,” she said heading for the door.