Normal Dead Life - Rashel Jordan (e book reader free TXT) 📗

natural or from someone else, and make it into power. If you feed off of someone else’s energy, you can also get their power for a while. So, if you took power from me, you would be able to use fire the same way I do. But, only for a little while. Most Feeders are dead now, though.” He shrugged as if it was the most natural thing to say. I raised both eye brows.
“Why?”
“The power overwhelms them, most times. They either go crazy, dyong from to much power intake.” He said. I smiled cynically.
“No, pressure, I guess.” I said. He nodded.
“My name’s Sebastian, by the way. Here,” he held his hand out to me.
“Put it on. When your power awakens, this will help you control it until you can.” He gave me a small chain with a small asteria stone on it. I looked up to say thank you, but he was already gone. Well, at least I knew what I was. And I get powers? Wicked…
After I went back inside, Nessie, Val, and Cookie immediately turned towards me and stared.
“Spill.” With that one word, I told them what happened.
“So, he did the Houdini on you?” Cookie asked after I finished. I nodded and chomped on some fries.
“Wow, just wow,” Val sighed, with a dreamy look in her eyes.
“How romantic.” Nessie rolled her eyes. Suddenly, "In My Life" by the Beatles started playing. I rolled my eyes. I looked at my phone and saw a text message from Zack.
It read: who was that boy you were with? Do I need to kill him?
I told him that he was a sort of friend, more like a tutor. I looked at my brother’s table long enough to see him nod at me.
“Men,” I sighed, “are always so protective when they don’t need to be.”
“Amen to that.” Nessie raised her bottle of Nestea tea in solute. Val hooted in agreement. Cookie only nodded silently. I raised an eye brow at him.
“No arguments?” I asked. He shook his head.
“When men choose to protect something, we can’t help but stay protecting that certain thing. We can’t help it. Men are programmed to focus on one thing at a time.” He said. I kept one brow raised, but nodded.
“So, are we ready for prom?” Nessie asked after a pause of silence. Cookie and I nodded at the same time, Val winked, and Nessie sighed.
“Good. Hey, Psyche? Are we still meeting at your place?” she added. I nodded.
“Psyche!” someone yelled.
“Yo,” I said without turning around.
“Sebastian told me to give this to you.” The voice said. I turned around and looked at the girl behind me. She handed me a cloth wrapped package the size of my fist. I opened it once she left. I gasped and felt my eye widen.
“What is it?” Cookie asked. Inside was a small tiara with black diamonds. I showed it to them and they gasped, too.
“Who’s ready for the perfect Prom?” I asked excitedly. They all yelled, “We are!”, and waved their arms in the air. Psh, weirdoes.
 
Creepy Next Level

Ding dong…
And they were here. I ran downstairs, careful not to trip in the three inch heels, and opened the door. I heard four gasps when I did. Mine, Nessie’s, Val’s, and Cookie’s. Well, wouldn’t we make a fine splash at the Prom…
“You.Look.Gorgeous, luv.” Cookie said, ask he walked through the door to give me a hug. Nessie and Val said the same things. Val was wearing a dark grey Twist prom dress, and Nessie, being the simple girl she is, wore a simple silver toga-styled dress, but she looked positively amazing. Cookie wore a simple black tux with a silver bow tie and a black rose corsage. He handed me one as well. I smiled and winked at him.
“Are we ready?” I asked, after I greeted the others dates. They nodded and then, we were off.

When I parked outside the school gym, I admitted to myself that I was actually nervous. Why? I had no idea… But anyway, we all got out and started sashaying- well, Val did- towards the gym entrance which was lit up and colored like cotton candy. Once we entered, it got all quiet and creepy-like. I shivered.
“Creepy on the next level.” Cookie whispered in my ear. I nodded. Once the crowd had its eye full of us in our… out of place… attire, we swiftly found a table suitable for all of us to fit.
“Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Prom.” the principal, Zahia, announced on stage. Hoots, yells, an whistles came all over the room.
"Come on, let's show them a Prom they will never forget." I said.

2 Years Later...

“Are you still thinking about the last night of your life?” Victor asked. I looked away from the sunset to look at him.
“No. I’m thinking about how much I hate you.” I spat. The bloke had the audacity to laugh.
“Oh, luv, when are you going to admit you belong to me?” he asked softly.
“When hell freezes over.”
"That might come sooner than you think..." he said ominously. I gave him a look and he gave a belly laugh.
"A feisty one you are." he commented. I snorted and shook my head.
"Do you remember the day I Turned you?" he asked, stroking my hair. I frowned, slapping his hand away. His words had brought up old memories...


Two Years Earlier:

I was dying. Some crazy vampire had dropped on me when I was walking home. Cookie had just pulled off when he came upon me. He was like a rabid dog. Most vamps would make two neat holes, but this guy, he was playing tug-a-war with my collar bone at the moment. When he was done, the world was graying in and out. He licked his lips and then wiped his mouth.
"You tasted delicious, Feeder. Too bad you haven't Transformed yet, or you would have still been alive." he said, tilting his head to look down at me.

"I'll finish you off, so you won't have to deal with this horrible pain." he said, his finger trailing down my cheek. I closed my eyes, hoping that I would pass out before his lips touched me again. I felt nothing but cool air for 2 minutes. I cracked my eyes open to see the vampire running away from a man in a dark trench coat.

"So, you're a Feeder? Interesting..." the man said as he turned to me.

I felt a rush of desire when I saw he face. He had short brown hair and grey eyes, full sinful looking lips, and a strong chin. His grey eyes had a silvery tint as he looked at me.

"Do you want to live?" he asked. I resisted the urge roll my eyes at the absurd question and nodded instead. He muttered some words and I felt a tingling sensation in my collar bone and looked down with wide eyes. I stared in awe as my bones knitted themselves together.
"How?" I asked. He chuckled as he helped me up. I shivered as my bare skin met his ( a couple days later, I learned what his power was and I was thoroughly pissed off.)
"I just helped you along with your Turning. It should happen tonight or tomorrow. But, since I saved your life, I expect you to join my horde." he said. I frowned and narrowed my eyes. I don't like people when they expect things from me...
"I don't even know your name." I said. He gave a cocky smile. I again resisted an urge. But, this urge was to punch him in that pretty face of his.
"Victor. And yours?" he asked as we started walking out of the alley

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