Am I really with a vampire?!

Chapter 3

Clara's POV

"How dare he!" I groaned, "do I look like a joke to him?!" I screamed at Lydia. 

She seemed a little bit shocked, I was not the screaming type, but she was way too drunk to understand a word I said. She was in a world of her own entirely. 

I had to drag her out of the party with me. Firstly because I could not just leave her on her own, secondly because the dude she was with looked way too suspicious to be trusted with my roommate. 

So here we were, walking back to our apartment. Thankfully we were staying outside the university campus. I could not bear all these if I might have to face being scolded by any hostel warden. 

My mind swayed back and forth between getting my completely drunk roommate home safely and the dude who saved me, Nicholas Young.  

He had such a unique name and a memorable one at that, but it was his personality that was unforgettable. 

When it was just the two of us in that balcony I felt like I was home, but he was so remarkably handsome that I could not think straight. 

I could not even look into his dark eyes that always seemed like they were trying to pierce my soul. He had this aura around him that screamed elegance, charm, control and power. 

He spoke like someone who knew what he wanted and went straight ahead for it. Like a ruthless conqueror. He definitely beat all the men I had fantasised about a billion times over.  

When I told him he was too good to be true I meant it. Then he had to go ahead and make fun of me by saying he was a vampire, just when I thought that we were heading somewhere. 

I have never thought of the supernatural world at length. I knew the stories of different beings living among us but I never bothered myself with gaining knowledge about it.

He looked so serious when he said it, I almost thought he was joking, I was even waiting for him to break a smile and tell my it was just a stupid joke. 

However he looked like he could never be more serious, like he just told me a huge secret that very few people knew about. 

How could I take him seriously if he could make a joke like that! 

"I knew he was too perfect to be true! No one can look that handsome and still be completely sane," I said out loud. 

"Amen sister!" Lydia screamed beside me.

"Okay cool down big girl, we are still outside, please don't make a scene," I told her, gently stroking her hair. 

"Okay mummy," she whispered, dramatically pretending like she was hiding from someone.  

Oh she was so far gone and I could not wait to tease her about this later today. It was already early in the morning and everywhere was still as cold as before. 

However now I did not feel it so much, probably because my mind was preoccupied with so much already. 

Okay, first I need to get Lydia and I home without losing any body parts, then I need to do some research about this vampire thing. 

If he was going to make fun of me then at least I should know something about what he claimed to be. 

Getting to our apartment was not as easy as I thought with a drunk 56kg Lydia leaning on me, but at last I did it, then I played the mummy role by getting Lydia ready for bed and letting her sleep peacefully, sure she'll have a massive hangover whenever she wakes up but for now she can sleep like a log of wood. 

I felt like I just carried a thousand men on my back, I was literally aching all over and very exhausted, gosh! I need to get in shape! 

Exercise was not my thing and since I was naturally slim I have always managed to get away from engaging in it and this was the result. 

I managed to drag myself to the laptop on my bedside table even though my bed was calling me for good comfortable sleep, but no, I had work to do "the mission of getting all the knowledge I can about this vampire thing."

One hour later with my computer and I was as confused as I could ever be. There were so many theories and opinions that I could not actually decide which was true and which was just common hearsay. 

Seriously this was the most confusing I have been in a long time and coupled with the long night I had, nothing was making sense to me. 

One thing was clear though and that was the general agreement that vampires feed on blood. I mean every single theory made that crystal clear, but even I knew that before I went on this impossible search on the Internet. 

So now I had a blood sucker who is apparently "drawn to me" in his words… wonderful! 

I felt so tired so I just thought I'll rest my head a little bit, however I answered the call of sleep before eye lids could even close properly and something kept telling me to just go to the bed, but I was too tired to get up from the chair. 

** 

My head was throbbing as I woke up to the sound of my dutiful alarm clock. I know I didn't drink last night but I didn't have much sleep either. 

I could feel my body terribly aching from sleeping on the chair as I dragged myself to put off the alarm. That tiny voice in me was saying, 

"Girl you should have dragged your lazy self to your bed!".

Now here I was reaping the repercussion of my actions. 

I had the strangest feeling while I was sleeping. I couldn't quite place what it was exactly. It felt like a dream but then again it felt like something more than just a dream. 

Someone was watching me, a tall dark figure but that was too creepy to be true. I was probably going crazy with all these vivid imaginations of mine. 

I definitely needed fresh air, thank goodness it was a Saturday and I didn't have to bother about class. 

First I checked up on Lydia to see how she was doing, but she was still sleeping the alcohol off so I gently closed the door to her room, picked up a robe and stepped outside.  

It was a beautiful morning, the cold morning breeze was extremely refreshing and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, relishing in the beauty of nature. 

As I opened my eyes I almost missed a step and right there in front of me was the dude from the other night, the one who saved me. 

"What are you doing here?!" I asked. 

That was the first question I could come up with. Sure I had a lot more to ask, like how did he find me, and why was he being a creep, and so much more, but I had to start with one question and that was the first one that popped in my head.

"Hi Clara Shawn, I've come to prove it to you," he said calmly.

The way he called my name was intriguing, his voice was bold and calm, everything about this guy was so intriguing but I could not deny how creepy he was being.

"Prove what to me?" I asked, wondering what exactly he could be referring to.

"That I am what I say I am, a vampire," he replied with that same calm voice. 

Now this was interesting. How on earth was he going to prove that to me?! If he planned on sucking my blood then he was going to be so disappointed, but this is the 21st century so probably he didn't need direct access to a blood vessel before he could feed.

What was I even thinking?! I could not possibly be considering that he was actually being real with me! I mean how could he be a vampire! Are those even real?! 

Still there was something about the way he spoke, the way he looked at me, that made me think that he was not playing around. 

"Okay prove it to me," I told him.

"Not here, take my hand," he said.

"Why? Where are we going?" I asked. 

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

"Of course I don't trust you, I just met you!" I groaned. 

What sort of question was that to begin with. He was practically a stranger to me and all I knew about him was his name and even that could be a lie. How on earth could I trust someone like him. 

He looked dangerous in every sense of the word and I was very weary of the dangerous type. Strangely though was that something deep within me felt like he could not harm me even if he wanted to. 

"Just take my hand please," he said. 

Common sense was screaming at me to turn around and run away as fast as I could, to scream for help and lock the doors. 

Still something I could not quite explain was telling me to give him a chance. He felt like home. 

Even as I finally placed my hand on his I felt safe. There was something else that I could not quite describe but I have never felt this way before for anyone.

I was the rational type, the reasonable one, and right now I was doing the most unreasonable thing I have ever done. 

He held my hand tight and I could not deny that I wish he just pulled me into a tight hug, I wanted to be close to him. 

Then before I could say Jack we were back in the scary looking mansion where we first met. 

I staggered back a little to get my bearings but he held me close so I didn't fall down.

I could not quite explain what just happened. It felt like we were moving but it was so fast that I could not even see it. 

A moment ago we were in front of my little apartment holding hands but now we were back to this mansion. How did that happen so fast?! 

I had so many questions to ask but I was finding it hard to put them into coherent sentences. 

At last all I could say was, 

"Where are we?" 

"This is my home Clara Shawn, one of the few places where I feel safe," he replied. 

As he spoke I could see fangs in his teeth. Those were certainly not there before. I could not believe this.

I am really with a vampire!