Dad??!

Chapter 4

Clara.

I'm sure I would have fainted if that was my thing, but no, I was as strong headed as they come. 

However there are some things that should not be discovered or discussed while standing and I felt like my legs would not support me for long if I just stood there.

"I need to sit down," I told him. 

"Oh my! Of course, follow me," he said.

Then he led me to the sitting room and it looked so beautiful. One would not imagine that just a few hours ago it was full to the brim with hormone driven party mongers and alcohol in every corner.

One look around and I could tell that everything here screamed expensive. From the softest sofa I have ever sat on to the beautiful curtains and vintage work of art here and there. 

I knew a thing or two about old stuff, even though Lydia continuously teased me about it every chance she had. 

Nicholas called this his home, could this all really belong to him? Now I understand why he could wear socks to the party. It was probably just another normal night to him.

Still where were his family, his people? How come he is living in this big mansion all by himself? 

He sat down beside me and even though I was still trying to process it all, I knew the only way I could know better was to ask him.

"So how does this whole vampire thing work?" I asked. 

Gosh! That was a dumb question and I could tell he wasn't expecting that from his facial expression. Still I had to ask something and that was the first thing that popped into my head. 

"I'm still quite getting the hang of it myself even though I am technically 200 years old," he replied.

"How can you be 200 years old, you look 22 at most!" I exclaimed. 

"Okay, I was actually 23 when I became a vampire, plus that's one of the pecks of being a vampire, I don't age and apparently I don't die, well I've not actually tested the dying theory myself because I mean, it would be dumb to try to kill myself," he said.

"So what if you were decapitated?" I asked.

Now I mentally groaned after those words left my mouth. What is up with me today?! 

At least he finally smiled a little. Now that I think of it this was actually the first time that I've seen him smile. 

"Well that seems like a very efficient way to kill pretty much anyone, even a supernatural," he answered with a chuckle.

I was glad that at least I was making an impression on him, even if it was at the expense of my dignity. 

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I asked that," I told him.

"Oh please! Never apologise for speaking your mind, especially with me," he ordered. 

Even though it was like a command I could not help but feel like this was the best order I have ever been given. 

"Still there are some things that should not be spoken aloud," I pointed out. 

"There might be," he agreed, "but with me if you are thinking it then it's the same thing as saying it," he said. 

Okay, now that's just weird, can he also hear what people are thinking, is that a vampire power too. Well if he can then can he hear what I am thinking right now? 

Oh no! That would be a disaster. My mind and my mouth were completely separate entities and under no condition would I feel comfortable with him knowing my thoughts. 

I might say I hate him, I might act like I totally despise him, but deep down I might be thinking of ripping off every piece of clothing he has on…. I'm not quite there yet, but if he keeps being so perfect then that might be my desire. 

"So what am I thinking right now," I asked.

For the first time ever he seemed like he didn't know what to say for a while there, which was quite strange. In the little time I have known Nicholas Young, there has never been a moment when he was short of words.

However here he was, seriously in deep thoughts about what to say next. 

"You're a mystery Clara, you're the only human whose thoughts I cannot decipher, It still baffles me why I can't read your thoughts, everything about you is unique and intriguing, very intriguing, " he finally replied. 

"I see," was what I could say to that. 

"Yes, but don't worry darling, I hope to uncover this mystery called Clara Shawn as soon as possible," he said with that sexy, in control voice of his.

"And how do you plan to do that Nicholas?" I asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"Well you might not want to know all the details Clara, but first thing is to make you fall hopelessly, irrevocably in love with me."

He said those words like it was going to be his life mission and something about this vampire made it so clear that he doesn't joke around  

I felt shivers, the bad kind. Somehow I had no doubts that I didn't stand a chance against his charm, but something in me kept telling me that he was way too dangerous… I mean he is a vampire, I must be really crazy for sticking around this long.

This is certainly not something you get told when you meet someone. Everyone has skeletons in their closet but this here isn't just any skeleton, it's a 200 year old skeleton with fangs and a thirst for blood. 

I tried to reason myself out of this situation but no matter how hard I tried, I just could not leave. Something in me drove away every common sense I had when it came to my love life. 

It was almost like that which I feared the most have now come to haunt in the body of this irresistible handsome beast. I mean there is really nothing more dangerous than this! 

A few days ago I wasn't even sure vampires existed and now I was staring at a living, breathing sexy vampire…..wait a minute, is he really living though? 

I mean from all my research and hearsay vampires are supposed to be dead. Well I could ask him just to be sure but I definitely didn't want to add to my long list of dumb questions. 

I was supposed to be the intelligent, smart one but with this vampire I wasn't really sure what I was anymore. He came to turn my perfect world upside down and here he was talking about making me fall in love with him. 

If I did fall in love with him it would certainly be no one else's doings but mine and it would be on my terms not his.

"Well I don't know who you think you are Nicholas, but I assure you that you can't make me do anything I don't want to do, and you certainly can not force me into having feelings for you," I told him.

"Whoa, who said anything about force! Baby by the time I'm done, you'd beg for my love and I might choose to be gracious or not," he said. 

Oh so that's how it was going to be? He was proud, way too proud for my liking and that was another box to tick for the kind of men I certainly did not want in my life. 

Why was I even still here?! 

Well I really could not answer that. Something kept me rooted in place. It is so weird that I keep finding out how bad he is for me but still I could not leave. 

"You must be a dreamer Nicholas, because under no circumstance would I beg you for anything, and definitely not for your love," I retorted. 

Then he chuckled again, that wicked sexy laugh of his. 

"Oh Clara, you continue to amaze me you know?" He said, like I was a silly game to him.

"And what about me amazes you so much Nicholas?" I asked. 

"Well a lot of it actually, " he replied, "but you are right about one thing though, I am a dreamer but I make sure all my dreams come true." 

He scared me, he scared the living daylight out of me but I didn't want him to know that. He had a huge ego and if I showed him I was scared that would just inflate it all the way to infinity. 

"So you always get what you want?" I asked. 

It was more of a statement than a question because knowing him I already had an idea of what his answer would be. 

"Yes Clara, I make sure I get what I want and so far I have been successful," he replied as expected. 

"That's just great! But I'm sure you've never met someone like me so that is about to change," I told. 

And he smiled, something told me though that that smile hid numerous devious ideas.

He was the kind of person that was always up to no good and I could see in his eyes that he had plans that I do not even want to imagine. 

"That is true Clara Shawn, In all my 200 years roaming through this world I have never met anyone like you and that excites me, I want you and very soon you'll feel so too," he said with a smirk.

"You're crazy," I accused him.

However after I said those words I had to admit that maybe I too was as crazy as he. Here I was in a stranger's house even after being told that he was a vampire and I thought I was completely sane. 

No sane girl would still be here! I have had enough of his mystery and his games. Even if I felt there was something between us that I just couldn't explain, I had to admit that it was high time I left his presence. 

He had the face of a prince but the heart of a proud devil and the more I stayed here the more I got tired of his overconfidence. 

His audacity was so crude to the point of being insulting and man was he so sure of himself and everyone around him. 

He might be a powerful, blood sucking 200 years old vampire but I am Clara Shawn and I have the final say in whatever decision I make and right now I have decided that it was time to go. 

Just then I recalled how I got here in the first place and that even made me more angry. I didn't even know I was coming here when I took his hand but a small voice in my head reminded me that I chose to go with him, even though I had no idea where we were going to. 

Well that was then, this is now and right now I was tired of his company. 

I stood up ready to storm back to my apartment, paying no attention to his calm voice calling my name until I reached the door but someone beat me to getting it open at that very moment. 

I stood still, wondering who else that could be when the door opened up to no other than my lecturer…. Mr Young. 

Then all of a sudden it hit me, I could not believe that I didn't connect the dots earlier but then again if someone had told me that there was a possibility that my advanced lit lecturer could be a vampire I would have called them completely crazy. 

However, here he was in the flesh, the crush of so many students but none really had the courage to ask him out. Even as these thoughts swirled in my head Nicholas spoke and that pretty much sealed it.

"What are you doing here dad?" He asked. 

Yes, that was the word I was searching for… dad. This was Nicholas' dad and I was hundred percent certain that this was the second vampire I'll get to know about today.