Questions

“I want to hear more about you,” Alice insisted.
“No,” I said. I would scare her if I told her about my life. It was a tale of horror. No one should be allowed to hear it. I couldn’t tell her.
“You won’t scare me,” She prompted.
“No,” I said firmly.
She closed her eyes, and then she grinned evilly.
“What did you see?” I asked.
“You’ll tell me, but I might need to bribe you,” She replied.
She kissed me softly, but that wasn’t why I suddenly wanted to tell her my life. I want her to know me. Her lips parted, and I took the welcomed invitation. Before I could protest, she left my lips but only moved down to my throat. She kissed her way up, and then she came to the corner of my mouth. She put a finger to my eager lips.
“Tell me,” She commanded.
“Alice,” I pleaded, and she kissed the edge of my jaw.
“You’re not going to frighten me,” She said.
“What do you want to know?” I asked in defeat.
“Who created you?”
“Maria.”
Her face turned down. “Did you love her? Did she show any feelings toward you?”
“For sometime she favored me over the others she created,” I began, and she sucked in a sharp breath, “but I couldn’t return the feelings.”
She pressed her lips to mine for another brief moment.
“Why did she create you?” Alice asked.
“I was created to fight in a newborn army. I was one of the lucky ones who survived the first battle. I became the best fighter.”
“How did you get all these scars?”
“These scars are from all the bites I have received during battle. Our venom is the only thing that leaves a scar.” I explained.
Her eyes became sad, and she traced one on my neck. She leaned in and kissed it. I flinched remembering sharp teeth in place of her soft lips. She snapped away when I flinched.
“Did I hurt you? Do they hurt? I’m sorry,” She said quickly.
I shook my head and stroked her cheek reassuringly. “No, they no longer hurt, but they do cause emotional pain….”
“Tell me,” She whispered.
“When I left Maria and the army, I tried to be human. I stayed in one town and went to others to feed. People avoided me. They all assumed I was dangerous because my appearance was different. I turned savage and ran. One day, I felt a wave of exhaustion, so I stopped in that little café. There you were, and here we are.”
By the time I had finished, she looked so upset. I sat up, and she slid down my knees and onto my waist. She threw her arms around my neck.
“Jasper,” She cried her tearless sobs.
I held her tight against the length of my upper body. Her arms clamped tighter around my neck, and she hid her face in my neck. I stroked her hair.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Your life-,” She cried.
“I didn’t mean to scare you,” I whispered.
“You didn’t,” She stammered. I had never heard a vampire stammer. “Your life has been so hard and lonely.”
“Will you keep me company?” I asked.
She trailed her lip up my neck and to my ear. “Forever.”
“Do you have any more questions?” I asked.
“What year were you created?”
“1843,” I responded.
“I love you,” Alice whispered.
I bent my head and touched my lips to hers. Her tongue grazed my bottom lip and they parted instinctively. I clutched to her, and she held me tight. Her hand slipped under my shirt, and I released her, I turned my head to the side unable to meet her gaze.
“I’m sorry,” She said stroking my face.
I closed my eyes, and I felt her lips at my ear again. “I won’t hurt you.” She kissed down my jaw and to my lips.
“Alice, I don’t know how,” I whispered. It was true. I had never been in such contact to another. I didn’t know what to do.
She took my hand and placed it one her lower back. The other she place on her shoulders. She kissed me again, and I felt her hand slide up my back. Her fingers were like silk against my skin. When I released her she smiled.
“Are you still thirsty?” She asked.
I was shocked that she had brought it up. The burning scorch had been silent the whole time I had been with her.
“Why do you ask?” I asked.
She giggled as she traced her fingers across the purple like bruise under my eye.
“I’ll teach you my way.” She said.