Chapter 31

A Chapter by Dr.Who.LOVER

Chapter 31 of "Forbidden Love."

I didn’t stop driving until I was in the next down over but by then it was getting late. Quil continued to sulk in silence in his seat basically the entire time. Finally after 3 hours of VERY awkward silence I spoke to him.

“You wanna check into another motel for the night?”

“Will anyone let us in?” he mumbled.

“Well I left Bainbridge and if anyone recognizes us I could always, persuade them.” I gave a flicker of an evil smile. Quil smirked.

“I’m guessing your eyes are very convincing.”

“Maybe,” I said simply turning my attention back to the road, “you’ll have to wait and see.”

We pulled into another motel parking lot just as a full moon was starting to rise. As a guilty force of habit I kept glancing over at Quil as we walked in to make sure he wasn’t going to turn into some big hairy beast and eat me the second he got the chance.

Turns out my “persuasion” skills weren’t needed after all. The manager gave us our key as we gave him 50 bucks and sent us on our way.

“Well I guess I won’t be seeing a vampire’s compulsion at work.” Quil said walking next to me.

“Now who said anything about compulsion?” I smirked and walked on ahead leaving him totally confused.

The motel room was just as decorated as the last. Blan colored walls and two twin beds. Quil and I were both so exhausted we threw our bags on one bed and collapsed together on the other. I rested my ear against his chest and we rested our intertwined hands on his stomach.

“We need to get to Aspen.” I whispered.

“I know” he said stroking my hand with his thumb. We both avoided talking about what happened at the supermarket but we couldn’t help but dance around the subject.

“This is really happening, isn’t it?” I whispered.

“Yeah” he answered.

“I’m scared…” I tightened my grip on his hand so afraid of the uncertainty.

“Hey look at me Sparrow,” I slowly met Quil’s eyes, “I’m gonna keep you safe, I promise.” he said cupping my face in his hands. I looked at the determination in Quil’s eyes and, I believed him. I smiled and kissed him gently. Course that one innocent kiss turned into an entire make-out session that ended with us breathing hard and hearts pounding.

“I’m…gonna…take…a…shower.” said Quil panting. I nodded still unable to talk. He climbed off the bed took a pair of clean PJ bottoms and shut the bathroom door behind him. I figured to keep myself busy I would collect all our dirty clothes and wash them.

I dumped out all of Quil’s clothing on the bed and heard a soft thump. I moved a shirt and saw an old leather bound journal. Just from the look of the yellow pages I could tell it was centuries old. I knew it was probably wrong but I picked it up and untied it. It was just pages and pages of Quil’s fancy writing. The first entry read:

Saturday March 6, 1805 sunset I did rather

Today was an ordinary day. From sunrise to nothing. Rather a bore if you ask me. Father says that now I’m 17 I can stop aging if I please. That’s one good thing about this curse of the moon. Farwell for now.

Q.C

I smiled as I skimmed through the pages. Quil was so ordinary. Suddenly a tiny piece of paper fell out from one of the journal’s pages. I scooped it up and looked at it. It was a very old musty photo and the image was fading. But I could still make it out. It was of a women, a girl to be more exact probably the same age as Quil. She had big blue eyes and her hair was done up in fancy ribbons. She was smiling looking beautiful. And, she was wearing a diamond ring on her engagement finger. My heart quickened for a moment but I quickly calmed myself. Maybe he had a sister! I turned the photo over and my heart burst. Written in Quil’s hand was:

Poppy Flanders

May 12, 1805

Two months before the wedding.

prev chapter