Chapter 9: The Name Game
When I awoke, my thoughts were still clouded. At first I thought that I’d had the most elaborate dream in history, but as I slowly opened my eyes, I saw Alec’s face hovering above mine. I could feel his warm breath on my cheek as he drew in sharp, ragged breaths. Finally my eyes were fully opened, and I could feel all of my limbs.
“Are you alright?” he asked anxiously.
“How long was I out for?” I asked.
“Two seconds,” he said, staring at my face.
I realized that I was still in his arms, so I stood up quickly, only causing me to fall after a rushing feeling going to my head, and my knees giving out. He caught me again, but this time when I fell I blushed slightly. Why was I doing that? I asked myself.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked me, uncertainly.
“Of course,” I said.
This time I got up slowly, and I was fine. I’d forgotten about everyone else in the room, so I turned to look at them. Nevar and Serena were both staring at me, mouths gaping. I guess I was surprised too. Could vampires even faint? It was like superman saving a village, only fainting before he actually could. I blushed again. Could vampires even blush? I’d need all the extra blood I could get, I didn’t want to waste it on my cheeks.
But Ben was smiling his same devilish grin. He seemed to be trying not to laugh. But there was something different about his smile this time. It looked like he was trying hide something. Oh well, it didn’t matter. I suppose guys like that are always trying to hide something.
“Just like old times. Is this the welcome I’m going to get every time I see you?” he said, still smiling at me.
“This is the last time you’ll see her, or anyone else for that matter!” he growled, stalking towards him.
I held out my arm to my side to stop him from going any further. He gave me a death glare, but I didn’t want anybody killing anyone today.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him.
“Just thought I’d stop by and see my favourite girl,” he said.
“Don’t you dare make me go and get the torture machine,” Serena said.
“You have a torture machine?” he asked.
“Oh, yeah. I got it for Christmas,” Serena said, staring at him with her hands on her hips.
“What’d you get for you birthday?” he asked.
“A machine that holds people, so that they can’t escape the torture machine,” she said.
“How practical. And by the way, love your name. Matches your personality completely,” he said mockingly.
“You’re one to talk. Yours means favourite son,” Nevar said.
I almost laughed myself when I heard that.
“How do you even know that?” Ben asked.
She brushed off her nails on her sweater.
“I know things,” she said.
“Okay, then. While we're at it, Alec, your name means, protector of men. Which fits you perfectly because all you do is protect Clara. Of course, she’s not a man, because if she were, that would be kind of weird,” he said amusingly.
“Oh yeah guys, hilarious. So, just to add the icing on the cake, my name means clear and bright. Now, can we step into the world of reality, or are we not done playing the name game?” I asked.
“You're right, you're right. So who’s going to go get the torture machine?” Ben asked.
“I’ll get it,” Serena said, starting to walk out of the room.
“Don’t worry Serena, I can do it without a machine,” Alec said furiously.
“No, no, and NO! There is no need for ANY of this. Just tell us the real reason you’re here, or I’ll have a slight change of heart,” I said. Why was I even standing up for this guy? I mean thanks to him, I can never eat a single sour key again. Not to mention the fact that I’ll never be of drinking age in any state.
“Fine,” he said tersely, “I just wanted to make sure that I could get to you before anyone found out about you. But now, there’s really no point,” he said gesturing to everyone else in the room.
“I have an idea,” Nevar said.
“What?” I asked what everyone else was probably thinking.
“How about we make a deal. We never tell anyone about what he did, in return for him never seeing you again,” Nevar said.
“That’s perfect,” I said.
“Do we have a deal then?” Nevar asked Ben.
“Fine,” he said.
Nevar held out her hand and he came over and shook it hard.
When he turned to leave out the door, I waved my hand and said,
“Goodbye, Clara,” he said with a normal grin. But when he stepped outside and looked back, it was laced with a devilish one.