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    "Well that would be true, except for the fact that I'm not a normal person. There is so much that I must teach you again..." He sighed. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He's not normal? Like not normal how? Does he have a sixth toe, or what? Ugh, exactly how much did I forget?

    "What do you mean 'not a normal person'?" I asked.



    "Naria, I'm a vampire."


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    I stared at him, transfixed. My mind was blank as my eyes shone with an unamused glint. I could feel my stomach flip uneasily and my blood curdle, probably due to the fact that what he said part of me believed. My gut instincts told me he wasn't lying, and I think that's what drove me past the pain to dart for the bedroom door. My human/predator instincts were screaming at me to get as far the ******** away from Kade as possible.

    But the searing pain in my head blinded me, and in my panic I tripped on a loose floorboard. Instantly my hands went out to break my fall. Warm liquid gushed down my hand and the sudden, potent scent of blood made me nauseous. I looked down to find I had gashed open my palm on a rusted nail sticking out of the floor; the sharp side going at least a half an inch into my flesh.

    I sat on the floor, feeling very upset and confused. My head throbbed painfully, and my left palm stung. I felt more tears surface, and suddenly I grew infuriated with myself.

    Do I always cry this much? I thought, feeling like a complete baby.

    A hand touched my arm; soft, smooth, and comfortably warm. I sniffed and looked up. Kade pressed an off-white towel to my palm to soak up the blood, and I wondered where he got it. I didn't ask. The pressure on my cut stung, and I fought off the urge to punch him upside the hea; he was just trying to help me, after all.

    "I'm a klutz, I guess." I apologized, though I hardly felt like he deserved it. What kind of freak tells a girl he's a vampire after she loses her memory? And even though the thought of anything with fangs freaked me out, he better not be lying. I hate being ******** with.

    "I wish you wouldn't have done that." He grimaced. His eyes, like a liquid pool of blue and green, shifted as rapid as storm clouds in a sky, changing into a murky black. My heart hammered in my chest as I stared at them, paralyzed with mesmerization for a terrifying five seconds before I could shake myself loose of the enchantment.

    Maybe he's a vampire after all... I fought the urge to jerk my hand away. If he really was a vampire then I didn't want him mopping up my blood! I had a right to feel wary, didn't I?
    But then again I guess he couldn't really help that his eyes changed colors. It could just be his hunter instincts kicking in at the overpowering scent of my blood.

    I decided I wouldn't freak out unless he tried to bite me. But then again, if I really had lived with him for a long time, and he hasn't bitten me yet, then why was I even worrying? I suddenly felt really guilty for even thinking like that. He seemed nice enough, and I had lived with him after all. It wasn't fair to Kade that I make him earn my trust all over again.

    "Are you a practicing vampire?" I found myself asking. I didn't even know I knew what practicing was. Kade stopped dabbing at my palm and looked at me for a long moment, his eyes dangerous and yet still so calm. Just like the ocean.

    "I am." He replied as he finished soaking up the rest of the blood. Somehow I wasn't deterred by this news. I actually appreciated his honesty. He could control himself around blood, and that was good enough for me.

    "I'm sorry that you pretty much have to teach me everything all over again. I know it's a nuisance, but I promise that you have my complete and devoted trust. No matter what, I'll promise to always trust you, okay?" I said, meaning every word.

    "Is that an oath? Because I take my oaths very seriously, Naria." His face was completely serious, and one would think I was giving him my soul rather than a promise of trust.

    "Yes." I replied tersely. I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

    "Well, " Kade stood up, his hand still in mine. "This isn't going to stop bleeding on its own. Come with me." I stood up too, and the motion only sent my head mildly throbbing.

    "Can you walk?" He questioned, quirking his eyebrow with a boyish charm. It took me a moment to realize he was referring to my little tripping episode about five minutes earlier.

    "That depends. If I say no will you carry me?" I said and planted my good hand on my hip. Kade chuckled; light, deep, and oh so sweet.

    "If that's what you want." He replied. I grinned playfully, already feeling comfortable around him. Kade had a way of making me feel at total ease. Between his warm smile, kind gestures, and easy-going attitude he made me want to smile and relax when I know I should be screaming.

    I definitely knew there was something wrong about this whole picture. About the way Kade acted when he first came into the room. How the evil glint in his eye disappeared when I told him of my lost memory. And this room? It wasn't fit for a friendly companion, more like a slave. But maybe I was just thinking too much. And anyway, right then, with Kade holding my hand, I didn't want to think.

    "Nope that's okay. But you can tell me where we're going." I answered.

    "Into the kitchen to get a bandage for your hand. And maybe some Advil to help your headache." He said.

    "Oh. Well, lead the way!^^" I said anxiously. I wanted to see what the rest of the house looked like, especially if I'd be staying here for God knows how long.

    Hopefully it doesn't look as shitty as this room... I thought to myself. Beside me, Kade made a gurgling noise; like a mix between laughter and choking. I glanced up at him in an annoyed bewilderment.

    "What the hell are you laughing at!" I exclaimed.

    "Nothing, nothing. Let's go." He tugged me out the door gently and into the hallway.

    The house wasn't that big, at least not compared to the mansions in the vampire stories that my subconscious mind conjured from before I lost my memory.

    The hallway was padded with plush white carpet that felt squishy underneath my bare feet. The walls were painted a midnight blue, that made the hall seem even smaller than it already was. No pictures or paintings decorated the barren walls. A couple of doors branched off from the left and right, and I suddenly wondered where those doors led, and what hidden secrets they held.

    We turned left just once and the narrow hall opened up to form a larger, more open area that I assumed to be the living room. The white carpet ended, replaced by wooden floors. The warm, fuzzy feeling the carpet gave me suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold, hard stiffness. Curious, I examined the room.

    It was decently sized, taking up the area that a small classroom would. There was a plasma screen television set hooked up to the wall, playing some cheap horror movie(you know, with the fake blood and pointless plot). Two plush, overstuffed black couches lined two sides of the living room, and a black, dragon-shaped end table separated them both, nestled snugly in a corner. On top of the end table was a lamp, glowing dimly in the ill-illuminated room. A small fountain gurgled pleasantly adjacent to the lamp and an incense holder lay right next to it. Wisps of smoke drifted lazily in the air, sending a vanilla scent throughout the room.

    Odd. I never pictured a vampire to be the incense-burning type. I thought and I felt my eyes shine with humor. I kind of liked it.

    Kade directed me past the living room and into what I could safely assume was the dining area. I mean, what other room has a massive oak table six matching oak chairs? I trailed my finger across a large, saltwater aquarium as we passed it in the dining room. It was beautiful. The coral and other water plants were a vast array of pinks, greens, and blues. The fish were all exotic; ranging from seahorses to clown fish to puffer fish. Everything about the aquarium was clam and lethargic. Looking at it made me feel strangely even more at ease.

    "It's so beautiful." I whispered in awe as I hesitantly touched a finger to the glass. Kade stilled, and turned to me with a small smile playing at his lips.

    "Yes, they are, aren't they?" He agreed. I watched, entranced, as a clown fish swam in and out of a black, sunken ship at the bottom of the one-hundred gallon tank. I was way too easily amused...

    "The kitchen's just through here." He directed and pulled me through a swinging door. Almost immediately the atmosphere grew so oppressive it was almost choking. It was as though the oxygen in the room took on a solid form and was crushing me in an overpowering, yet alluring sort of way. I froze, the sudden tenseness making my skin crawl. My breath caught in my throat as I spotted a man leaning over the island counter, his eyes were locked on mine.

    He was the very presence of evil, with pitch black hair and equally as black eyes. He was slouching, and I could see the raw power practically emanating off of him. He clutched something in his hands, and I noticed the dangerously sharp curve of his black nails. I felt oddly drawn to him, feeling like all I wanted to do at that moment was reach out and touch him. Did I know him, too? I must have... because suddenly I was feeling a strange... lust for him. Beside me Kade made a sharp intake of breath. I could smell the rage and slight fear on him. Woah, since when could I smell fear!?

    "Bane! What in Hell's name are you doing in my house." He demanded through gritted teeth.

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