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Chapter 50

At school the next day, I avoided Indra as much as possible.

"He's really a vampire." I thought. I touched the gauze pad on my neck. "He hurt me...physically, emotionally."

Yes, I should stay away from him. But, I also want to be with him so badly. Maybe we can have a nice civil conversation about everything.

I groaned lowly.

I went into the bathroom and called Mom.

"Mommy I have a problem." I whined.

"Are you hurt?" She asked.

"Emotionally, yes." I answered.

"What happened?"

"I..." I started. I can't tell her that my boyfriend- Indra is a vampire and he bit me.

"Indra is back." I whispered.

"Oh really?" She asked.


"Did you kick him in the balls?"

I snorted. Didn't expect that at all.

"No," I laughed. "But the thought crossed my mind several times."

"What do I do? I can't avoid him forever." I said.

"Are you ready to talk to him?" Mom asked.

"Well..." I thought about it for a second. I'm not exactly afraid of him, just sort of disappointed. "I guess I'm ready."

"Well good. Good luck. Go to go, love you." She hung up. I sighed and left the bathroom.

"Alright Indra Alehanson. Let's dance."

Welp. I never saw Indra until dismissal.

Evie and I were walking to her car. We were in the back of the student parking lot. Looong walk.

When we got to the car Indra was sitting on the hood.

"Well, well." He said before smiling. I leaned back.

"Still afraid of me Luc?" Indra asked.

"Not anymore." I said confidently.

"Stay away from him Indra." Evie muttered under her breath.

Indra tilted his head briefly. He climbed off the car and came closer to us.

"I'm not going to hurt him. I just wanted to make sure he's alright."

Evie put her hand on Indra's chest, holding him back.

"Quit it." He ordered.

"I told you to stay back." She said. Are they about to fight?

"I just said I wasn't going to hurt him." Indra said.

"I don't care." Evie growled.

She turned her head to me. "Luc he wants to turn you into a vampire."

"Yeah I know."

Indra slapped Evie's hand away. "I'm done with that. He can stay human for all I care."

"Wait what?" Evie and I said.

I looked at her and pointed to Indra, "you knew he was vampire?"

"You know he wanted to turn you?" She questioned.

I grabbed my arm and nodded.

"Wait, Indra." I called. He looked at me.

"I'm not going to turn into a vampire now that you've bitten me, am I?" I asked.

Evie looked between us, "you bit him?! Indra what the hell?!"

"Yeah he did. Hurt like a bitch." I said.

"No, you won't turn into a vampire." Indra sounded disappointed.

"Good." I thought.

"I think we should talk more." I thought while glancing at Evie. "Alone."

"Can you take me home now? You know how my Mother gets." I said to Evie.

"Let's go." She said.

Indra moved back and opened the passenger door for me.

"I can explain everything." He said quietly."

"And you're going to." I said as I got into the car. I closed the door. Evie started the car. I looked in the side mirror. Indra was gone.

"Hey Mom." I greeted when I got home. Alexandria ran over and hugged my legs.

"Hi Lexi." I said as I pat her back.

Mom got up from the couch and came over.

"Hi Luc. How was school? Did you talk to Indra?" She said his name with scorn.

"It was good. We kind of spoke." I answered.

"Kind of?" Mom asked.

"It was dismissal. I had to come home." I said. Mom nodded.

Alexandria pulled me by the hand into the living room.

I looked back to Mom. "I'm probably going over to Indra's later today. We still need to iron some things out."

Mom followed us and sat on the couch, "okay...are you sure everything is okay?"

I sat down with Alexandria in her corner. "Everything is fine. We're just...going to have a civil conversation."

I hope.

Later in the day I knocked on Indra's door. He didn't know I was coming, I figured I'd get him back for hitting me with something unexpected.

The door opened and all the cats meowed. I walked in before Indra could say anything.

"Come on Mr. Man. We're having a talk." I said as I turned to him.

Indra pushed the door closed and all the cats went into the bathroom. Odd. The door closed behind them. Very odd.

Indra walked over to me, I backed up.

He towered over me.

"I thought you weren't afraid of me anymore." He said.

I shook my head, "I'm not."

"You're shuddering."


"You're scared."

I pushed him away. What? He was all up in my space.

Indra rubbed his chest and planted himself a foot away from me.

"Why did you bite me?" I asked.

"I wanted your blood." He answered.

"You sure you weren't trying to turn me?" I questioned.

"That's not how you turn someone."

"So how do you turn someone?"

"Not like that."

I nodded my head. "How long have you been a vampire?" Might as well ask.

"A while."

"Define a while."

Indra didn't say anything. He looked a little upset.

"Fifty years?" Nothing. "A hundred years? Two hundred?" Should I be worried about the age gap?

Indra just stood. Silently. Unmoving.

I put my hands on my hips. "Indra. You already pointed out that I'm scared. You staring and staying quiet is not helping."

Indra took a step forward.

"You know," he started. "I can heal that." He pointed.

I put my hand over the gauze pad.

"How so?" I questioned.

"Just take a drop of my blood."

I stared at him for a few seconds.

"You must be crazy."

"I'm not."

"It'll heal you." Indra reiterated.

I scowled at him. "Are you sure it's not some trick to turn me?"

Indra sighed, "that's not how it works."

He pressed his nail into the pad of his thumb and blood came out. I cringed.

"Don't worry. It'll just heal you." He spoke quietly.

I stepped closer to him and looked at his hand. I licked his thumb. I started coughing. I grasped my throat. It tasted terrible.

"Did I really just drink his blood without a second thought?!" I thought.

Once I calmed down I felt my neck moving. What now?

I took off the gauze pad and rubbed my neck.

"He was telling the truth. It really did heal me." I thought.

Indra sighed quietly and dropped to the floor. He laid on his back and folded his hands over his stomach and stared at the ceiling.

I sat on my knees beside his head.

"You're being...very quiet." I stated.

"I do want you to become a vampire." He said suddenly.

"Why?" I asked.

"So you won't be vulnerable. So things like that night won't happen again." Indra answered.

I lowered my head for a second.

"I won't become a vampire." I said. I don't want to be stuck. I'm done with that feeling.

Indra looked me in the eye.

"You could be strong and powerful, quick and elusive. You could have your own powers." Indra tempted.

"You'd be free."

"Indra..." I scolded.

"Instead of me changing, why don't you protect me?"

Indra sat up, interest piqued.

"You have the means to, don't you?" I asked. He nodded slowly.

"So protect me." I said again.

Indra stared for a second, weighing his options.

I'm kind of thinking he isn't all that serious about turning me into a vampire. Wouldn't he have just done it?

"Okay." Indra said.

I looked at him. "So...?"

"I'll protect you."

I smiled a little. Indra laid back down. I laid down beside him, staring at his profile.

"Please don't let this be wrong." I thought.

I leaned forward and kissed Indra's jaw once again.

I leaned away when he turned his head to me.

"Do you still have feelings for me?"

The feelings I had for him in the beginning were obscured by resentment and hatred. Now, those are gone and now my other feelings are gushing in.

"Do you still have feelings for me?" I asked. You're the one who left.

Indra nodded, "I never lost them."

He sat up again. He cupped my face once I sat up.

"I'm sorry." He started. "I'm sorry I left. I shouldn't have."

"Please forgive me."

I grabbed his hands and pushed them to his chest, "I've already forgiven you for that!"

"I was just salty because you bit me!" I exclaimed. I let go of his hands and put mine in my lap.

"Oh right," Indra started. "That was a terrible lapse in judgement and I am sorry about that."

I glanced at the ribbon on his neck. I remembered all the times he wore a tight scarf around his neck. Something tells me it's not a fashion choice. Would he tell me about that?

"What is it, Luc?" Indra asked politely.

"You just..." I trailed off.

"Why do you wear those ribbons? And the scarves too." I asked. Indra blinked.

His lip curled and he lowered his head.

"Don't want to talk about it." He then said. I nodded.

Indra glanced at me. "What?" I asked.

"Was there anything else?" Indra asked.

"No." I said. You're just so pretty.

A bit later we were laying down and talking.

"Tell me more." Indra said. "About what happened after you guys got out of the hospital."

I sighed heavily. "The rest of the family showed up. Jane Todd -- my mother's mother -- took care of us. She cooked, made sure Mom and I didn't do anything too strenuous."

"Evie was a big help too. She just couldn't come over every single day." I continued.

I turned my head away from Indra.

"Then came the first day of school." I started.

Mom, in a panic, yanked me out from the threshold of the front door.

"What are you doing?" Brian questioned. He was taking me to school. Mom was a little scared to go outside the house.

"He can't go out the house." Mom said quickly. Her grip made my arm run cold.

Is being strong as hell a requirement for being a doctor?

"Mom." I groaned quietly. Brian stepped back into the house.

"Jeanette, he has to go to school." He said.

"It's not safe. He's safer here." She said. "I'm not going to let anybody else hurt him."

I sighed lowly.

"He's safe at school." Brian said.

"Some kid could bring a gun and accidentally shoot him." Mom argued.

"That's not likely."

"You know what else isn't likely? Us getting robbed and the two of us getting wounded in the stomach!"

I think she has a point.

"People get hurt all the time. You can't keep him here forever." Brian stated.

"Oh really?" Mom retorted.

"He has a life to live. He needs his education."

Mom turned me around and grabbed my shoulders. Thank god, I think my arm is going to fall off.

"Text me whenever you can everyday." She ordered.

"Yes ma'am!" I hopped out of her grip and leaped onto the porch and to the driveway.

"So that happened." I said to Indra.

I turned my head back to him. He opened his mouth and a question popped up.

I sat up quickly, "wait a minute, wait a minute."

"That day I came over and you were all gray and blue, was that something vampy?"

"Yes." Indra drawled.

"What was it?" I asked.

"I didn't feed." He answered quietly. He didn't seem too proud of that.

"Feed? Hold on, Indra? Do you eat the cats?"

Indra's head snapped. His brow furrowed and he looked at me like that was the craziest thing he'd ever heard.

"No. I don't "eat" the cats. Or drink their blood." He said.

"I drink from blood bags." He said.

I scrunched my face because this next question was a crazy one. "Does it...taste good?"

"To me, yes."

Guess that's something I can never understand.

Indra sat up.

"Am I crazy for loving that kiss?" He asked.

The kiss? Right...

"You know, I kept telling myself that I wouldn't let it get to me, that it didn't mean anything. But I can't lie; I loved it too." I responded honestly.

"It?" Indra questioned.

I grinned mischievously.

"Kiss me now and I'll see if I want to add "and you" in there."

Indra didn't hesitate. He leaned forward and kissed me slowly.

Soft lips, warm skin, a voice that soothes.

I can't forget who he is; his kindness.

All this, almost seems too good to be true.

Indra's hand touched my cheek.

Even softer touch.

"Can I keep him?"

Is that bad to think? I do want Indra with me always. Maybe that's selfish. But what about our lifespans? He lives forever. I'll only live for seventy or more years. Will that just feel like the blink of an eye for him? Am I just something for him to occupy his time with? I don't want to be...I want to be something to him. Should I ask him about that?

"Yes Luc, you can keep me."

I pulled away in a panic. What? I stared at Indra intently. He put the side of his fist to his forehead.

"Sorry. That slipped...out?" He questioned himself.

"Can you read my mind? Did you read my mind?!" I questioned.

Indra nodded and lowered his hand.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to respond...or read your mind. We were touching intimately, which allowed us do that."

"Do what?" I asked.

He pointed between us, "to read each other's minds."

"Oh," I cleared my throat, "so that's your power? Mind reading?"

"Well that and more." Indra said.

"More is...?" I asked.

"Well, I have the ability to manipulate anything regarding the neurological field." He started. I looked at him, confused.

"In short my power is, the mind." He explained. Oh shit. I hunched over a little.

"Do I have to worry about you reading my mind each time we kiss?" I asked, paranoid.

Indra waved his hand, denying my question, "no I can control that."

"Oh really?" I said skeptically.

"You are more than welcome to test it yourself." Indra said.

I leaned forward and kissed him.

"Boobs." What? That'd most definitely warrant a reaction.


I pulled away and stared skeptically.

"Have you ever read my mind before?" I asked.

"No." Indra answered.


"So what else can you do?" I asked eagerly. I leaned close to him, smiling like a kid.

Indra chuckled.

"Look over there."

I looked past the couch and my balls dropped.

David fucking Bowie! was standing by Indra's bedroom door. Serious Moonlight tour Bowie!

"Oh my god!" I screeched and got up, running over to him.

He laughed a little.

"Oh my god! His voice!" I was bouncing in front of him, two seconds away from hugging him.

"Lick me!"

Bowie laughed again, "hello love."

I'm actually about to die. David Bowie said hello to me! David Bowie called me love!

I'm actually losing my mind. Indra started laughing.

"Ah my gosh I'm gonna throw up!" I said quickly.

David Bowie disappeared.

Indra came over to me and draped his arm over my shoulder.

"Anything else you want to know?" He booped my nose.

I looked up at him, "foot size?"

"Cute." He responded.

After that I pretty much jumped Indra. Or he jumped me. Whichever.

I kissed all over his face, he did the same.

We kissed in an aggressive frenzy. Indra grabbed me, pulling me to him. I can't get enough of his lips.

Indra moved and kissed my neck.

I panted against the side of his head.

Indra pulled away and looked me in the eye. He gave me a small smile.

"You're beautiful"

I turned my head away slightly.

"How so? I only have half a face."

"That's all I need." He said.

He hugged me. "You're beautiful, Luc Benson."

A little later I let him rest his head on my lap.

I gently ran my fingers through his soft hair.

"Indra?" I called.


"Tell me more about yourself."

"I stayed in Europe for most of my time. I only came to America three years ago." He started. I can tell. Indra doesn't speak English right from time to time or he calls something by something entirely else. Like cans; he says "joke poppers" instead. I never corrected him because it was kind of cute. And funny.

"I like to cook. I prefer swimming nude." He poked my thigh.

I laughed.

"Why is that?"

"More free." He answered.

A new question popped into my head. "What about Dracula?"

"Before my time." Indra answered.

I nodded. Indra rolled onto his back and stared up at me.

He reached up and rubbed my cheek gently.

"I missed you." He said. "I promise, I'll never leave you like that again."

I closed my eye for a moment. I leaned down and put my forehead to his.

I then sat up, smiling brightly.

"What?" Indra asked as he sat up.

"We should watch a movie together."

I pulled up Netflix on my phone and layed down on Indra's chest. He held the phone and held me.

"O be still my heart!" I thought all giggly.

"So we're all in agreement?" Indra asked.

"Yep." I answered happily.

Indra chuckled quietly.

"Nothing's what it seems, welcome to Burlesque." Seven minutes into the movie Cher was singing and seven minutes into the movie Mom called.

I shot up and took the phone. I stopped the movie.

"Crap!" I stared at the incoming call screen. "I forgot about Mom! And it's been five hours!"

Indra sat up.

"She's probably so worried." I whispered.

"Everything will be alright. Let me take you home." He said. I looked at him and nodded.

"Sorry sorry!" I said when I entered the house.

"Oh Luc." Mom groaned.

I closed the door and smiled at her.

"So how'd it go?" She asked.

"It went well." I peeked out the window. Indra's car was gone; meaning he's out of earshot. Or...that's what he wants me to see...

"Yeah, it went really well."

"I can see that." Mom nodded.

"What do you mean?"

"From the looks of it, you two didn't just talk." She raised a suggestive eyebrow.

"Oh please," I waved a dismissive hand, "we didn't do anything."

"You have a hickey." Mom stated dryly. I slapped my hand over my neck and laughed nervously.

"Did you guys-" Whoa mama, stop right there.

"No. No, no, no, no." I denied.

She opened her mouth to speak. Instead, I slipped past her and went up the stairs backwards.

"I'll in my room." I said as she disappeared behind the stair wall.

I exhaled when I got into my room.

"Damn." I took my hand away from my neck.

"I should not have let him go that far. Why would I let him near my neck anyway after yesterday?!" I thought.

I shook my head at myself.

What's going to happen tomorrow? Do I just carry on as if everything is normal? Do I talk to him and hang out with him like we used to or keep my distance? This is all confusing.

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