CHAPTER SIX
A knowing smile curved the doctor’s lips. “Oh, I believe it is. You are angered so much about not finding anyone, that it’s putting a block on your sexual drive. You are sad about it and covering it up with so much anger so that no one can see that you are vulnerable”
“I’m not vulnerable. I never was. Not since I’ve been a vampire.” The last thing Samson wanted to feel was vulnerability. To him it was synonymous with weakness. If the doctor wasn’t careful with his accusations, he’d soon find himself at the receiving end of Samson’s displeasure. Maybe a physical fight would relieve his frustrations.
“Not in the physical sense of the word. We’re all aware of your strength and your power. But I’m talking about your emotions. We all have them. We all struggle with them. Some more than others. Especially a vampire…. You know for us, e
Perfect! A friend of Vanessa's. Sure, this was guaranteed to work!Samson fumed but he knew it was too late to call the whole thing off, and he knew that even if he tried, Mark wouldn't listen to him.He ended the call, not giving Mark a chance to elaborate any further. Great! Now that stripper from the other night knew knew about his little problem. Vanessa knew about it too. The stripper coming tonight would probably find out too. Soon all the vampires and humans in Greenville would know about it too. He’d be the laughing stock of every party, the butt of every joke.Samson Perry, bachelor vampire, can’t get it up! Very funny indeed.Well, there was no way In hell that he was going to let that happen. Definitely not going to humiliate himself further, he thought as he grabbed his keys and walked hurriedly out of the house.---------------
Samson shook his head, trying to let her know that it was no big deal. "There's no problem. I can get it fixed" he replied, handing the towel back to her. The towel didn't do much to fix the stain on his white shirt, but he didn't mind one bit.She smiled at him again, and Samson could swear he felt a clench in his gut."Can I get you something to drink" she asked, as she moved to the other side of the counter where the drinks were placed.Samson kept his eyes on her. "Yes." he said, "An old fashioned would be nice... And keep it coming"...............Isabella nodded and turned her back to him so she could face the bar. She had no idea what an old fashioned was, nor did she know how to make one. But she did know that she didn't want to embarss herself in the presence of this incredibly handsome man.She had only been working at
"Oh hello, Samson" The voice said, "Fancy meeting you here"Samson turned to the right to see Jacob Saunders, and suddenly he felt all of his anger return. The smile vanished from his face, and he was his old self again. Just when he finally having some peace of mind, even if it was for only a little while, Jacob just had to come ruin it with his presence. He hated the bastard even more."What the fuck are you doing here, Jacob?" he asked and was replied with a grin."Probably the same thing you're doing here, Sam" Jacob replied, "Soothing my nerves with some shots"His eyes casually fell on Isabella, then he added, "And flirting with the bartender. I get it, she's cute. Can I get in on some of that action?" he asked, his eyes roaming over Isabella.For some reason, Samson felt the urge to punch him in the face. He didn't know the Lady, but he didn't like the way Jacob was
"Goodnight, Mr Peter" Isabella said as she grabbed her little bag and headed out of the bar. She had bandaged up the cut in her hand and was ready to go home. "Oh honey" said Mr Peter, who was behind the desk. "It's going to rain soon. Are you sure you don't want to wait a little before you leave?" Isabella shook her head, "No I can't wait," she replied, "I have to hurry up and pick up my dinner, I have lectures tomorrow and it's already getting late. I will just hurry up, don't worry, I will be fine. I'm sure I will be able catch a bus" She rushed out of the bar and halfway to her favourite restaurant it started drizzling. Isabella hurried along. She ducked into the first restaurant she encountered,giving up any attempt to get loan's tonight. This restaurant would just have to do tonight. She looked around and saw that the place was virtually empty. The woman at the entrance attempted to show her to a table, but Isabella waved her off. “Just takeout, please.” she said. The h
He was close behind her. And faster. She had to run for all she was worth. Her breath quickened as her lungs demanded more oxygen.Scouting the area ahead of her, she made a split-second decision and sprinted into the street to her right. A desperate glance over her shoulder confirmed that the brute was still chasing her.Scanning the street, she spotted several residences on the other side. All of them were dark, except for one. It seemed oddly familiar, with light shining through the windows in the front room. For some reason she felt drawn to it, but now wasn't the time to think. This was her chance, probably her only one. Not slowing down for even a second, she crossed the narrow street, ran up the few steps and hammered at the door.“Help! Help me!” she yelled.Frantically, she looked behind her while her fists continued pounding into the door. Her pursuer was less than half a
"Not so fast. We are both adults. I think you’re forgetting what you came here for. So there's really no need to play around. Let’s see what you’ve got to offer.” He let her know that he was willing to play along. Just for the hell of it.She threw him another scared look and made for the door. Samson was faster and cut her escape route off. He was enjoying himself now. In fact, he hadn’t had this much fun in a long time.She breathed heavily, still pretending to be scared. He could almost smell her fear, and he could still pick up the scent of her blood from the cut in her hands. His fangs itched, and he fought to control himself. His hands dug into her shoulders to pull her close. He didn’t care that her wet clothes would ruin his dry-clean-only pants and sweater.“No, let me go!” Her desperate plea echoed in his vast home.“You know you don’t want to go.” he said huskilyHe
Mark shook his head, and the guys behind him couldn’t suppress their stupid grins like they were a bunch of college kids and not full-grown vampires."That is a very angry looking Lady.” Raymond, one of Samson's friends pointed at the furious woman next to Samson. “Although I don't know why that is so since the both of you were just making out a few seconds ago. I think she's about to kill you from the look in her eyes. I’d start groveling right now if I were you.”Good advice. Samson thought and he winced inwardly.“Happy Birthday,” Mark, said. If he was trying to diffuse the situation, he’d have to work harder at it, because it sure wasn’t working. The situation was very awkward, and the Lady was still staring a angrily at him. Boy, , if looks could kill, Samson was sure that he would be dead by now. He couldn't blame her for glaring at him like that, he deserved it.“And congratulations,
Samson slapped his hand on his forehead. He knew instantly that it was because of that cut on her hand. He had suspected that Jacob would try something like this, but when Jacob left so quickly he had let go of his suspicion and simply drove home. Obviously, the bastard had just stayed back to stalk her.Vampires were hunters and most times when latched on to someone, they wouldn't stop until they had fed from them, sometimes even killed them. Some of them even made sure that they enjoyed the chase. Made their prey scared. Make them run and think that they could escaped. It was a sick thing to do, but it was Jacob, and he was really good at doing shitty things like this.For some reason, the thought of Jacob laying his hands on this human made his skin crawl, and he wanted so badly to punch Jacob real hard. He would do that definitely, but right now he had to take care of her."He's not my friend. Infact, we
"You will always have me. That you can be sure of" Samson replied. His lips descended on hers until finally they locked together in a kiss of pure love. Capturing her lips with his, he poured his heart into her as he invaded the caverns of her mouth with his tongue. He wasn’t there to plunder, but to share. Her tongue met his, offering him what he knew he could never take: her trust. It was for her to give. Their mouths fused in a passionate surrender to each other, neither one being the conqueror nor the conquered. Partners, equals in love. Both with equal strength and equal weakness for each other, both powerful and powerless at the same time. Samson felt images invading his mind, images of lavender, the meadow, the sun. She opened up to him to take him to a place of utter happiness, a place without a care in the world, a place where he was just man, not beast. Never breaking their kiss, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to his bed, no, to t
Isabella's hand on his stopped him from speaking further. She knew how hard this must be for him as he was trying so hard not to Hurt Travis because of her. But she was done hiding. The man seated in front of him was not her father... Not anymore. He was different. Full of hate and showed no remorse for the wrong he had done. Looking at him now, she knew that she didn't want to be involved with him in any way. Their relationship was over, and there was need to try to bring it back. She just had to accept that fact. Besides she was sure that he would never see her the same way as soon as he found out that she was a vampire. And she was going to tell him... All consequences he damned. This was who she was now and she was tired of hiding."It's okay, Samson" she said softly. "This ends now. You were right. I shouldn't have agreed to this. We shouldn't have come here. It was silly to think that things could go back to the way it was. Dad, I think it will be best for everyon
Isabella gasped at the revelation. She wasn't sure what she had expected him to say, but this certainly wasn't it. Now even without him explaining further, she understood. She understood why he had left. Although a part of her still wished that he had stayed... At least been in by her life a little bit more, but she understood."She died in front of me, Izzy" Travis continued. "And I couldn't do anything to help her or save how. How could I? I was just a man. How could I stand a chance against a vampire? A creature I didn't even know existed until that very night"Isabella's voice shook. "I didn't... I had no idea. Why didn't you say anything to me?""Because I was trying to protect you and you were too Young to understand." replied Travis. "In my own way. That's all I was trying to do. I couldn't bear to let you go through what I going through and I wanted revenge. I got it. I killed the bastard and for a few minutes it felt good. I thought that just goin
"Samson stays, dad" Isabella said stubbornly. "What ever it is that you are going to say, you can say it in front of him. He's not leaving."She turned to Samson and said softly. "Please seat down. Remember you promised""I don't want him here" Travis persisted.This time, Samson didn't wait for Isabella to speak. "I'm staying for Belle" he said stiffly. "I don't care what you think or want. I don't trust you one bit and I'm sure as hell not going to leave her alone with you. No way that's going to happen""She is my daughter. I should be the one saying that. Do you really think that I would do anything to Hurt her?"Samson scoffed. "You already did.. And you have done enough"Isabella touched Samson on the arm. Silently urging him to do this for her. He stared at her for a second. He would want nothing more than to strangle the man in front of him, but he loved this woman and he wanted to do anything for
"Okay I get your point" Isabella said, trying to think positively even if she she knew that she had the same concerns. "But maybe we are just over thinking this. Maybe he doesn't know. Isn't it better for us to meet up and be sure about this instead of worrying that he's going to come after us one day? Maybe he won't. You can't deny the fact that you are concerned that something like that could happen. Let's find out once and for all"Samson gave her words some thought. "FineBut I'm coming with you" he said, then added quickly because he knew what she would say next, "And there's nothing you can do or say that will stop me so don't even bother to say anything. I'm not going to change my mind"Isabella shook her head. "That is not a good idea. He wants to see me alone. Your presence might make him unable to talk to me with ease. I will be fine... Don't worry about me..""Of course I'm going to worry. H
CHAPTER SIXTY NINE"Hey! We were watching that" Vivian said."Yes, I know that. You were paying all your attention to it and ignoring me so I decided to do things this way and look, it worked!" Isabella retorted. "Seriously guys. Why am I being treated this way?""You really have to ask?" said Emily, finally sitting up in her chair. "We should be asking you that question? You were the one who met some guy and ran off into a sunset with him. You abandoned us. You made such a big change without even looking our way. You moved out for goodness sake!""And we thought we could try to adapt but everything just got worse. You quit your job and you don't even come to school any more. So many changes have taken place, but it's all been because of you, and you don't even notice because you are so focused on yourself alone. Honestly I thought that I was okay with what you were doing, but you took it so far and I just can't anymore" added Vivian.Isabella
CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT“Where?” Travis asked, feigning ignorance. “You know damn well what I mean dad” Isabella replied. She was in no mood for games. She wanted answers and she wanted them now. “I want to know what you are doing here… In Greenville” “Would you believe me if I said that I came here for you…. To see you?” Travis asked. “Stop playing with me, dad. You know that’s not true because you didn’t even know that I was here. I made sure of that. So please just stop this and tell me what exactly is going on” There was a sigh on the other end of the line. “Look, baby. Yes, I didn’t come here to see you. We haven’t seen or spoken to each other in a very long time. What ever the reason is, I’m here and I’m sure that we should be able to figure out some place to sit and talk. You know, just the two of us. Catch up. You can tell me what has been going on in your life… “ “And you can tell me what you were doing in that house in
CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN“Oh good. I finally got your attention” he said.Vivian glared at him. “You didn’t get it. You pissed me off until I had to give it, and that’s not the way to start any kind of conversation with any one”“But at least it worked. I got your attention now and you are talking to me”“I’m not talking to you” replied Vivian. “What do you want from me? And you better say it fast because I’m tired and I want to go home. It’s been a long day”“I want to apologize to you” Raymond began, “I was such a jerk to you. I mean, when you talked to me after… After that night, I should have been more… I don’t know… Understanding… I guess I… I don’t even know how to put it. I’m not too great with words” 
CHAPTER SIXTY SIX“Well, my friend Vivian is one of the toughest people I know. She doesn’t like people easily and when she does, she gives her all and loves them genuinely. She’s loyal. She really did like you and I guess you weren’t ready for all that then, but she was a little hurt and upset about the whole thing. You know, no one likes to get rejected. It’s not a very nice position to be in. She might push you away at first, but I think all you have to do is be a little persistent and show her that you want something more this time. I’m sure that she will come around”“You really think so?” Raymond asked, with his hand on the door handle.“Yeah I do, besides you won’t know if you try” Isabella replied. “But I have to ask, why do you suddenly want to talk to her about this? According to what she told me, you were so sure that you didn’