Chartreuse…Tuesday…
Evan eventually agreed just because he liked Jinx and Sheridan was a friend of his. He didn't want me to attend the party though but rather than plead with him, we engaged in a hot argument, throwing insults at each other not until Jinx and Charles intervened. Jinx had to plead with the dude for my sake and he agreed.
Well, that shouldn't be something I should be thinking about. Today was my friend's birthday. I picked up the gift I got for her and stepped out of my room to meet her in her room.
I knocked on the door and it seemed she was standing close because it opened immediately.
"Happy Birthday!!!!!" I yelled and her eyes widened in surprise. I could tell she forgot today was her birthday again. She always does.
"Oh my…I literally forgot today was the thirteenth of September." She smiled.
"You always do. Now take this and check what's inside." I said, giving her the gift and following her inside.
She impatiently tore the gift open and she gasped when she saw the dress I got for her. It was a long black dress with golden flowers drawn on it and a turtle neckline. It was long sleeved and I got it because Sheridan had been eyeing it since last semester but she didn't have enough money to get it.
"How did you get it? I am pretty sure barbie girls would have attempted to get this." She looked at me and I gave her a coy smile.
"I have my ways." I said and she shook her head then pulled me for a hug.
"Thank you."
"Aww, are you starting to grow soft?" I teased and I regret that because the girl gave me a punch in the gut "Heyyy!!"
We got interrupted by a knock on the door and I moved to answer it.
I was expecting Jinx but I was partly correct. Jinx came with a companion and I would leave it for you to guess.
"Good morning, birthday girl." The egomaniac smirked.
Sheridan squealed when she saw Evan and Jinx and ran to hug them.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!!" She squealed like child as she took the gifts from Evan and Jinx. Evan actually brought a lot of gifts. Did he know that today was Sheridan's birthday?
"Glad you are happy." Jinx said as he patted her head. She looked up at him and they seemed to be lost in each other's eyes for a while.
I cleared my throat and they jumped a bit in surprise.
What was going on here?
"I…I think…we should get to class." Sheridan stuttered and I laughed.
I had classes with Jinx and Sheridan that morning. It turns out everyone knew that it was Sheridan's birthday. She was so happy and I don't think she stopped to frown for a sec. She was all smiles and permit me to add unicorns because this girl was acting like a child.
During recess, I was about heading to the Cafeteria to meet up with Jinx and Sheridan but I got pulled into the locker room by Evan. I was surprised though.
Aren't gays supposed to be disgusted by the opposite gender?
"Why did you pull me here? I have somewhere to be."
"You were saying something about me being connected to Logan Howard some how. I want you to explain what you meant." He said and I raised a brow.
"I remember trying to tell you about this some time last week but you ignored me."
"I am sorry about that. I just didn't want to hear from you."
I didn't reply immediately. I was numbstruck. Yeah, numbstruck.
Did Evan Ville just apologize to me or am I dreaming in a world where pigs fly?
"Uh…well, now you…you can just ignore me like you always do." I stuttered, still surprised.
But do you know what?
"Please, just tell me. I really want to know."
Yeah, that's what and I believe that I am dead.
Is this some kind of heaven or this is hell?
Wasn't this the guy who was acting all bossy-like yesterday?
I just couldn't take it anymore. His pleas and apologies were warming my heart and I felt like punching his mouth so he would talk no more.
"Fine, fine. I will tell you. Just stop apologizing and pleading." I really wanted to believe he was an imposter but his eyes told me he was desperate "Mr. Sean told me that you are a strange demon and the first of the last of your kind. I connected the pieces and found out that strange demons come from Fuhinton. The history books did say that Logan Howard kidnapped the child of Vandidar and Hades then inputted his darkness in the child. It only means the child is a strange demon but not by birth though. Logan Howard just used the child to carry the bloodline of Fuhinton demons…."
"What you're saying is that I am the lost child?"
"According to my research, yeah but it could just be taken as a hypothesis."
He just scoffed.
"You know it all, Chartreuse. Don't tell anyone about this and I won't tell Mr. Sean that you told me. Thank you anyway." He said, leaving me numbstruck again.
Evan is acting strange, really strange.
Evan…Tuesday…
I haven't shed a tear since I clocked five. My parents made sure to torture me for days if I ever cried. They were merciless in their training and that is why I am the way I am.
I just had to cry out my pain and anger. Why was I even crying?
I was just plain evil. Evil from all perfect angles. My blood spoke of evil and all I ever wanted was to be good.
So I was the lost child. Who then found me after Logan Howard kidnapped me? What happened to Logan Howard? Did my real parents know I existed? Did they abandon me? Or they are just waiting for the right time to take me and use me for their evil deeds?
So many questions in one second and I didn't have a hint.
To worsen my situation, the serum Dr. Fred injected me with was wearing out. The bloodlust came back stronger than before but I still hugged my knees to my chest while sitting under the tree behind the main building.
I wasn't expecting anyone to find me here except…
"You look paler…again. I told you to drink blood."
I pushed Daphne away, totally uninterested in her taunting offers.
"Get out." I told her and she sighed.
"I came prepared today, Evan." She said, showing me a pen knife.
"What do you want…" my words got stuck in my throat when I saw the fresh crimson liquid trialing down from the new wound Daphne made on her wrist with her pen knife.
My brain could think of nothing else but the sweet scent of the red liquid. I struggled, getting up and making an attempt to leave. My vines were threatening to come out as my spine began to hurt.
"You are one stubborn luran, Evan." She grabbed me by my wrist and pinned me by my neck to the wall behind our school building. In anger, I pushed her back but her blood had stained my shirt.
"You don't need to run, Evan. Have my blood. You can have it everyday and anytime you want." She taunted again, looking seductive all of a sudden. What the heck is going on with Daphne? Did she suddenly become possessed?
She moved closer and cut her healed wrist before me again. The blood dripped down to my shirt and I totally lost control. In a swift motion, I pinned her to the wall and sank my elongated fangs in her neck. The blood flowed into my mouth, sweet and fresh. I felt the same when I bit that luran but it seems female blood was sweeter.
I felt sexually aroused all of a sudden but not for the girl I was feeding from nor the boy I liked but for a certain someone I hated.
Her image appeared in my head and I drank Daphne's blood with more force and she groaned.
"That's enough…Evan."
Not enough. I wanted more. I wanted…I wanted…I wanted Chartreuse.
I pushed Daphne away, when I thought about what I wanted. Her blood suddenly tasted sour in my mouth when I thought of Chartreuse.
Am I going insane? Jinx should have been the first person to have entered my mind and not Chartreuse.
I stared at Daphne who was seated on the ground, panting like she ran a marathon and touching her healing wound.
"Don't ever try that again. I could have killed you." I said, picking up my bag and walking away.