Kelsey

“Who are you?” I managed stutter out. I was terrified of the tall, intimidating, mysterious man who stood directly in front of me. His smile grew bigger when I asked that. I then could clearly see the two sharp fangs that seemed to sparkle in the dark. That’s when I knew my fears had been right.
He was a vampire!
“Jagger,” he said softly as he brought my hand to his mouth and I felt his lips gently graze my knuckles, “Jagger Dumitrescu.”
When he said his name I could hear the faintest hint of an accent.
Where is that accent from?
“I’ve been waiting for you Gianna Cusimono.” He told me.
Okay now I was more annoyed then scared. I know, I know it’s ridiculous to be talking to a vampire and just be mad, but in my defense I don’t like stalkers, who does?
“How do you know my name, and what do you mean you’ve been waiting for me. What are you, stalking me or something?” I asked with anger then originally intended.
I could tell by the surprised expression on his face that he was obviously caught off guard by my sudden transition from frightened to mean, but he shook it off and began to smile once again.
“All in do time, dragostea mea, I promise.” Then he leaned in and kissed me on the forehead. The feeling of his cold lips on my skin sent chills down my spine.
I closed my eyes and drank in how right it felt to be with him despite what I knew about him and all that I didn’t know. What was wrong with me how could I have even I thought that. I pushed away and I opened my eyes. I was standing alone at the edge of desolate forest.
Chapter 8
I was at a full on sprint back to my house. I was determined to get back to the house without have another encounter with the undead sort. I jolted through the door panting and out of breath. I walked back into the kitchen debating whether or not I should tell my dad about Jagger Dim..Domtres…whatever his last name was, but he wasn’t there anymore, so I guess I had a bit more time to decide.
I probably should tell him, but what was I supposed to say. Hey Dad, guess what there was just a creepy vampire stalker outside. Yeah I’m not thinking that would go very well, seeing as they already think I’ve completely gone insane. This incident would just make them believe I need to be institutionalized.
I had no clue what to do, what could I do? Would I just have to wait to see him again and, and then what. I’m going to assume that last comment he made means he is going to be back, so I’ll have to make a plan of action before then. I really wish I knew when that would be.
How do I get rid of a vampire anyways? Sunlight, a stake threw the heart, no I couldn’t kill anyone. Garlic? Should I make a necklace of it like they do in the movies? Do those things even work?
I was walking into my living room when my little brother bounded down the stairs. I cleared my throat and tried to calm down. Even if I was going to tell our parents, whom I still haven’t fully decided, I didn’t need to scare Tony. So I quickly put on a fake smile and acted as normal as possible.
“Todd what are you doing up?” I asked using my best “mom” voice.
“I jus’waned to say buh bye for ya lef’fo’scoo.” And he ran up and hugged me.
“What do you want?” He never acted cute and cuddly unless he wanted something.
“I saw him Gi Gi.” He whispered. His voice sounded shaky and sad. “He wans ya, he tol meh so.”
“Wh…what are you talking about Tony.” He couldn’t possibly be talking about Jagger.
Tony started crying. I grabbed him by his shoulders and shook him.
“Who talked to you?” I was beginning to get vey frustrated.
“Th’ vampiwe.”
“Tony, when did he talk?” Like it wasn’t bad enough that he was stalking me. That stupid blood sucker needs to stay far away from my baby brother, and the rest of my family for that matter.
“An’ I saw ya go an’ tawk to him.”
“Tony! I nee…”
I stopped talked when I spotted my Dad heading down the stairs. He paid little attention to us. Just smiled and walked back into the kitchen. Then my mother came down stair as happy and as perky as I’d suspected she would be on he first day of work. She followed my father into the kitchen. I looked into the room and lowered my voice so they wouldn’t be able to hear.
“Tony, honey, when did he talk to you? I need to know.”
“In my dweams.” He whispered. “He says tha ya are his. I try to tell him ya not, bu he says is desiny.” He was still crying when he was talking and I pulled him to me and gave him a hug. I wasn’t really sure what to say because honestly I wanted to cry to.
My mom strolled into the room and noticed Tony’s tear soaked face, and immediately ran over and tried to console her child. He just kept repeating “don’t let him take Gi” over and over again. My Mom stared at me, she was so confused.
I went to the car and sat in the passengers’ seat wondering why he told Tony that it was my destiny. My mom suddenly appeared in the window, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I have to tell her. I thought. It’s not just about me any more he has brought Tony into this, she needed to know.
We drove a little ways down the road and I finally got the courage to tell her when I saw Jagger on the side of the road. My mother saw him too.
“What is he doing?” My mom asked, “No buses come down this road.”
She began to pull over. I grabbed the wheel and yelled, No! We swerved and almost him Jagger In the process.
“What are you thinking you can’t do something like that? Do you want to get us killed?” She screamed at me, but I wasn’t paying attention to her my eyes were fixed on the vampire walking toward the car.
He jogged to my window and tapped on the glass. I sat there completely petrified. My mom rolled my window down and he poked his head in car.
“Are you two alright?” He asked. I wouldn’t look at him. I kept my gaze on the dash board, but I knew that he was looking at me. I could feel him burning a hole in the side of my skull with those mesmerizing black eyes.
“I hope neither of you are hurt.” He seemed sincere. I could tell he was upset, even with his thick accent.
“No, no we’re fine. My daughter just, well she is a little out of sorts this morning.” She shot a look of disapproval at me, “I was actually pulling over to ask if you needed ride to school, maybe?”
He smiled a brilliant smile and again I saw his fangs. If my mom had noticed she hadn’t acknowledged it.
“I would love a ride, how very kind of you.” He stepped back and bowed like he was meeting royalty or something and climbed into the back seat.
I wished I would have told my mom sooner, now we have a potentially dangerous (extremely hot) vampire in the back seat.
I was on edge the entire way to school. I just couldn’t believe that my mom had picked him up. I know she loves kids and is extremely friendly and all, but didn’t my grandparents teach her better than to pick up random people she saw on the side of the road, I would have thought that was simply common sense. Something else that’s seems stupid to me now was how scared I was to start school today. There was a freaking vampire creeping around my house and I was afraid because the kids could all be potheads, I could slap myself.
I knew he was staring at me. Again I could feel it, and I had no doubt on my mind that he had that same smug smile on his face. I glanced over at my mom, tears filling my eyes as I tried to make her see how frightened I was, but she was paying such close attention to the road that she didn’t even notice. I wanted to say something so badly, I wanted to warn her, but I didn’t know what would happen if I did. We were on a dark, country road, with no other cars or houses in sight, and I didn’t know what exactly he was capable of, so I kept my mouth shut.
I was looking out the window at the passing trees to try and keep my mind of the man sitting behind me, even though I knew how impossible it would be. After a while of staring out my car window, I began crying. I tried to muffle the sounds of my sobs, but I couldn’t help myself, when I’m scared I cry.
Jagger leaned forward and placed his hand on my shoulder. I didn’t respond. He left in there. I didn’t even budge.
“Gianna I believe someone wants you.” My mother utter undeniably annoyed by my rudeness. Sure that you see.
I tuned around slowly and looked at him. He was frowning a bit and I saw sadness and confusion in his eyes.
“What is wrong, why are you crying.”
My mom’s eyes darted in my direction. I whipped my head around and looked out the window. I didn’t want to answer him and I didn’t even know what to say.