4.Demitra

4.Demitra

A Chapter by Weaza

    Mom and the others shouldn't be up until eight...I think while I slip on short-shorts, a white tee-shirt and my Osiris's. Its a storm outside but I don't grab a jacket. I take my Bugatti Veyron and head out too town. I park infront of a particular club... It seems like it is calling out to me, like its important... I walk in and get stopped by a bodyguard I showed him my fangs and he showed me his. I said I am Derick's daughter and he seemed to freeze and he let me through. I follow where my mind tells me to go and I end up in a dancing room. Lights blinking on and off and people gripping on to each other and dancing. I walk through the room and then I exit the room too. I go to the back of the building and end up in a garden...Wow its breath taking... "Oh...Hello I see you found my hide out..." A man says as he gets up from a bench as he closes a book. I am in aw... His long and lean figure, his red hair, and his mezmorizing green eyes. "Uh...Eh...Ah...Oh hi... I'm...Demitra..." I mumble, he chuckles. "I am Hawkin. Nice to me you Demitra." "Nice to meet you too...How old are you?" I blurt out, he chuckles again. "I am seventeen and you are...?" "Sixteen..." I blush, his eyes are gazing right into mine. "Your eyes change color... What does purple mean?" he asks still looking at my eyes, I feel the blush deepen in color, because purple means love. "Um, actually I'm not sure." I whisper, "Are you sure..." he breathes in my ear. When did he get near me? I probably was just focusing at him eyes I didn't notice him move. "Yes...You want to walk around a bit? Its only around six thirty." he stares at me with deep confusion. "I think you have it all wrong right now its nine-thirty..." I stare at him with amazment...Could it have been three hours already? "OH S**T MY MOM!" I gasp. "Need a ride?" he takes his keys from his jacket pocket, I notice that he is soaked as well as I am. "Did I miss something?" "As far as I know you were with me the entire time." He says as he take my hand to his motorcycle in front. "No, no I got a ca..." I stare at the empty space where my car had been. "You do, do you?" he asks, "You want a ride or not?" "Yes please." I answer. I put on the helmet he gave me and held on to his waist while we zip throught the traffic, "LEFT, RIGHT AND THEN CONTINUE STRAIGHT!" I yell to him thinking he wouldn't hear me with the helmet and the roar of the wind. He nods and then stops infront of my house. "I am happy I met you Demitra." he says while his fangs are pointed and his eyes are shining, "Me too, Hawkin...Me too." I whisper to myself as I wave him off.



© 2009 Weaza


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