Deep stuff: Maddeline Dragonmire - Rickayla Plaskett (short story to read .txt) 📗

I drive up to Dracula High School like its an ordinary day. With its long hallways, it seems as if it has wings. As I park my car, I feel a weird chill down my spine coming from behind me. I breath slowly and turn around. We lock gazes, He and I. I look into the dark, cool eyes of the King of the school. His name is Demetrius Picasso. He smiles at me until He has to help this gorgeous girl off of his motorcycle. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I break eyes contact with him. I turn around and my face is buried in my friends’ chest. So warm and so big. I step backwards with a sigh and lock eyes with my friend Blaze.
Thank the heavens for Blaze. He just saved my life. We walk to my classroom and as I walk through the door, He grabs my hand. He pulls me towards him and kisses me on the cheek. This boy was always light on his feet for some reason. He doesn’t rush but He doesn’t take his time either. I always felt something deeper with Blaze but I don’t think I have it in me to go out with one of my life long friends.
I walk through the main row and say hi to a few of my friends. Missy, from math class, hugs me before I sit down a row behind her. I scan the room for the one person that captured my attention today. I find him sitting in the back of the room staring at me. He smiles at me once again but my face stays set. The bell rings and I turn around to pay attention. I pull out my notebook and search through my backpack for a pen. I cant seem to find one and no one around me seems to possess a spare.
I groan and suddenly hear the chair besides me move. I look up to see Demetri sit down next to me. We sit quietly, not regarding one another. All of the girls look back at me with envy. I groan harder and the boys start to turn around as well. I duck a slight bit and keep my cool. Demetri hands me a pen and I say thank you. He acts like He cant hear me…am I so inferior? I write down everything at an extremely unbelievable pace. Demetri does the same but my time is way quicker. He starts to laugh and the teacher ignores him.
“Here is your pen back. Sorry if the point is dull or the ink is low” I say softly but with force and He hears it in my voice
“Its Al-” I leave him as I stand up and exit the classroom
I walk through the hallway with my notebook in my hand. As I walk to my next class, I see a boy getting bullied. The bullies are shoving him back and forth. I tap one of them on the shoulder and He shrugs me of. I press the pressure point in his leg and He crumples to the floor. The bullies stop and see me weave my way to the poor boy. I help him up and it seems He broke his glasses. I pull a pair out of my bag and ask him if they work as well as his old glasses. He says they work better and thanks me. He leaves after He collects his stuff.
“And you guys owe me…” I mention quietly
“What was that little bitch?” Their leader Jacob growls at me
“First of fucking all I’m not little. Second, I can be a bitch. Third, YOU GUYS FUCKING OWE ME. Finally, get it straight.” I shove one of them in to the locker
“Why should I order my guys to listen to you?” Jacob slams my body against the locker and leans on my, entwining his hips with mine.
“I don’t like the way you’re approaching me Jacob. Plus, you are on my TURF.” I slam him on the locker and his guys are thinking about jumping me but He tells them not to.
“Now my dear do not be so rough…” Blaze growls at me and Jacob shivers
“They were on my turf and you know how finicky I get about that” I push Jacob tighter into the locker
“Please…she came up to us saying that we owe her…” He pushes me into Blaze
Before Blaze could act, a hand makes its way to his shoulder. It doesn’t look like it but, Blaze is trying to move. I follow the hand and am confronted with Demetri’s face. I shoo everyone away and tell them that we will deal with this after school. Blaze shrugs Demetri off and Demetri pushes Blaze into his own locker.
“Be careful…Brother.” Demetri chuckles
“Do not do this brother…not in front of her…I beg of you…” I gasp at the family blood tie
“NO! you do not beg…for anything or from anyone.” I screech at Blaze
“He is more powerful than it looks.” Blaze shivers at my outburst
“Never speak to me again.” I walk to my car; school ended badly today.
As I drive home, on peach-tree road, I see a car on the side of the road. I pull in front of the car and jump out. I get my spark plugs and automatically walk up to the driver’s seat window. A man about my age looks at me with his blue eyes. It suddenly becomes hard to breath but I do not show it. I slow my heart rate and I feel comfortable with the atmosphere. He steps out of his car and is taller than me by an inch or two.
He has ice cold eyes, a bleak complexion, a black t-shirt on but He is sculpted. Unconsciously, I lean in towards him. He doesn’t seem to notice at all. I step closer and He looks down at me; his lip twitches. I step back immediately and He smiles. I gather up the spark plugs and raise the hood of our cars without pushing the button. I turn the cars completely off and hook the other end up to my battery. I turn the key and the ignition sparks the other to life. I fist pump and quietly whisper the word yes. As I turn around, I run into the strangers’ chest. I fall back immediately and say ouch.
“I’m so sorry.” He reaches down and helps me up
“Don’t worry about it, I’m the clumsy one here” I laugh
“I thank you for your assistance…um…I don’t know your name” His eyes flicker from blue to red then back
“No problem for I do not know yours either. Let us keep it that way.” I turn on my heel and walk to my car
“Well then I will see you tomorrow in class then” I hear his engine start automatically
I speed off into the woods, checking my mirrors to see if He was following me. Nothing in the mirror but the leaves from the trees scattered across the road. My engine starts to fail as I creep along the inside of the trees. I get out of my car and kick the car. I lean back on the hood and sigh. As the sun sets I get in my car and just sit there. I pull out my cell phone and call my dad to tell him I would be home late. He asks me if anything is wrong like a regular father and I just tell him that I am clearing my head. He is suspicious but I tell him nothing is happening.
As I hang up the phone, I hear a tap on my window. I jump and feel my heart race. Who would be out here late at night? I roll down the window(barely) and stare into the woods for nobody is there. I roll it back up and sigh for my jumpiness. As I turn around to the back seat, that guy is sitting in my passenger seat. I scream and his hand automatically covers my mouth. I start to claw at him to let me go and He does. I stare at him out of fear.
“What- what are you doing here?” I ask shaking
“Making sure you were alright. I noticed that your gas tank was low by the way you sped off.” He explains himself
“I’m fine now go away” I screech
“I wouldn’t want you getting hurt now, out here all by yourself.” He touches my hand and his eyes turn red
“You scare me…please just go.” I beg
DO NOT BEG ANYONE OR FOR ANYTHING!
“You can stay, just don’t do anything that involves us touching” I allow him to stay
“Alright” His voice is so seductive
“Say it again…I like the way you say it” I smile slightly not influenced by his compulsion
“Alright…what else would you like me to do?” His voice’s compulsion increases its magnitude
“Come closer and kiss me” I feel tweaks of it but it doesn’t effect me
He reaches over and makes my seat fall back. My heart races as He leans in towards me and stares at me with his red eyes. My blue eyes turn purple. I feel my body want this and him uncontrollably. I make my seat become normal and I make his seat go back a little bit. He seems excited because He is surprised I did this in the first place. I slide over to his seat and straddle him with my legs. I feel him under me, making my desire soar higher. I lean down to kiss him.
Our lips lock and his kisses are sweet. He seems to get the pattern and I kiss him harder. He kisses me back equally as hard. I feel his chest vibrate. I press against him and his hands are studying my curves. I smile as I kiss his neck and start going lower. His body temperature is out of control. It is higher than it is supposed to be. His hands grip my hips and press me to him. I feel it against me and shiver. He does it harder and I vibrate. We get undressed and do it again, this time I’m screaming. He kisses me to shut me up. The feel of him is just crazy.
I get dressed and He does to. I feel my cheeks burn as I finish. I don’t regret it but I don’t like being influenced into something either. I start the car and look over to the passenger seat. He is knocked out cold. I drive home and ask my father to let a friend of mine spend the night. He says alright. He isn’t too happy to find out that my friend is a guy. I walk him out and He is half conscious. I lay him on the couch and turn the thermostat on cold.
I run upstairs and take a shower. I go to sleep with my robe on and pull the curtains together. They’re black because the sun would kill me if I let it in. That’s the down side to my life. I am a vampire. I hope nobody else figures that else. Not even my father knows. I got to sleep under the covers. A few hours later, I feel my “friend” come into my bedroom. He lies on top of the covers out of respect. I cover him with another cover. We lay back to back.
“Margret! Get up! It’s time to go to school!” My father wakes me up with his voice
I look over and my bed is empty, my