13 Mysterious Room And Past

(Erika's P.O.V)

Erika awoke to find herself very warm and comfortable. She knew very well why. The masculine scent was familiar to her already. She was in Logan's arms again. At this, she couldn't help but feel content. She slowly turned to face the sleeping vampire. She smiled as she stared at his sleeping face. Even in sleep, he was beautiful. She lightly traced his jaw with her finger, causing him to hold her closer.

She squeaked at the feel of his body behind hers. She grew red with embarrassment as she felt his hot breath near her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She gulped. Whatever she was feeling was making her blush. She grew even redder at the fact that she kinda liked it. She could feel the contour of his muscles behind her. She felt a lick on her neck. Not only was she blushing, but she began to feel something warm pool between her legs. She had to get out of his grasp.

"Yeah! Go cherry! Seducing him in his sleep! Whoo-hoo!"

"Oh, be quiet! I didn't do anything!" Erika unwrapped herself from Logan's iron hold somehow and ran to the door. But before she could open it, a large masculine arm stopped her from going anywhere.

"Eeep!" Erika was pushed on the bed once more.

"Where do you think you're going, love?" Logan was fully awake and had her caged in his arms, trapping her in an embrace. Erika gulped and turned red at how close he was to her face. He sat her up on his lap, with his back to the headboard of the bed. His arms circled her waist possessively and buried his face in her neck. The feeling of his breath on her skin made Erika squirm in his lap, causing her to rub against him. Logan held on to her tighter, smirking against her neck.

"My little cherry blossom, it's dangerous for you to move around like that on me." He began to lick her neck lightly, causing Erika to bit her lip from making any sound. She closed her eyes tightly and close her legs tighter. He nipped at her neck, causing little beads of blood to fall out. He gladly licked them away.

"Why am I reacting like this to his touch? Usually, he's so sweet and kind. Now he's-he's-"

"Smexy! He totally wants, you cherry! Don't deny! You want him too!" Erika didn't protest. She felt the strongest urge to be near him. Her heart was beginning to beat faster as he lowered his mouth down her shoulder. His arms still held her in place.

"Are you afraid Erika?" Her eyes snapped open. No. She wasn't afraid.

"N-no." She closed her eyes again as she felt something hard beneath her thighs. She knew it was him. To Logan, he was in heaven. The girl he loved was in his arms, and she was as turned on as much as he was. He was drowning in her scent. A mixture of cherries and vanilla was in the air. It was her. His demon was demanding to be let out. The urge to claim her was overwhelming at this point. He had to have her.

"I have to stop this...but I-I can't..." The feel of his mouth on her neck was erotic. She had never been touched like this before. Logan closed his eyes and breathed in hard. He gave a very heavy sigh.

"I can't." Erika opened her eyes. "I'm sorry Erika. I didn't mean to disrespect you..." Erika smiled.

"I don't feel bad at all Logan-kun." She turned to face him and gave him a hug. He was stunned for a moment but smiled in content. She was finally getting used to him. He let her off his lap and smiled. "Go get dressed. I have a meeting with my father today, so I'll see you later." He kissed her forehead and smiled.

"Since you'll be out, would it be alright if I explored a bit? I mean this place is huge, and it'll give me something to do." Logan hesitated for a moment. He didn't like the idea of her wandering off on her own. His demon was strongly against this. Logan didn't like not being near her. It kinda made him uneasy when she wasn't around. But he figured she'd be in the mansion, so she'd be near.

"Fine, but don't do anything to hurt yourself alright?" Erika smiled and gave him a hug. He took a deep breath of her scent and let her off. At least the smell of cherries would get him through the long day.

"You were on fire this morning! I can't get over it! He was all over you! The score for cherry!"

"Could you quiet down, you're gonna give me a headache." She pulled a pink blouse on with a short white frilly skirt. She looked through her closet (the mall was more like it) to find a pair of shoes. She went for a pair of white and pink shoes to go with her look.

"It's a good thing you let him know where you were going."

"Oh? And why is that?"

"You're a vampire's mate, remember?"

"Yeah, meaning...?"

"He would've gone crazy if he would've just woken up without you there. His protective instincts would've kicked in, and he would have gone crazy looking for you."

"Right. Hey, about that, how do you know so much about all this mating stuff?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well you're me, right?"

"Right."

"So, wouldn't that make you as clueless as me about all this stuff?" Her inner sighed.

"There are some things I can't tell you right now, but all I can say is that you're a special person." Erika frowned.

"What do you mean by special? I'm not some sort of weirdo am I?"

"I can't say. I really want to but I can't"

"Why?"

"I just can't, please drop it cherry. You'll know soon enough why..." Erika sighed, there was no use in arguing with herself. She looked in the mirror at her look.

Satisfied, she walked out to go explore. She followed corridors and looked in all the rooms. She noticed that most were small study rooms that were nice and cozy with a fireplace. She found where the kitchen and libraries were and even found a music room, much to her delight. Soon, she began feeling more familiar with the house. After a few hours of exploring though, she began to feel as though she was in a maze. There were so many halls, leading to other stopped when she came to a dead end.

"Cherry, where did you take us?" Erika immediately regretted stopping. The hallway was creepy looking with cobwebs and broken stone walls. It was as if this part of the mansion had been ignored or forgotten. It looked old. Even the walls seemed outdated with all the dirt and filth.

"Let's get out of here..."

"Agreed."Erika turned, only to feel a bit of wind behind her.

"A draft?" She turned to examine the end of the wall. Looking closer, she found the shape of a door. She felt around, for a sign of a key, lock, anything. She found it. It was a lock, but not one where a key could fit.

"What kinda lock is that? It's like a small bowl."

"I've seen this before..." Her mind went back to the chest in the cherry tree. "This door has the same lock as that box in the

tree, but I think only some sort of liquid goes in here..." She blew off the dust from around the lock, only to find words.

"More precious than gold, and as crimson as a rose. It is the source of life"

"What the heck does that mean?"

"Blood. It's a riddle, and the answer is blood"

"Blood? Ew. Why would blood be a key?"

"I don't know, but let's find out. She took a pin from her hair and pricked her finger. A bead of red blood formed at the tip.

"Okay, here goes nothing..."Erika let the sphere of blood drip down to the lock. Immediately, the riddle surrounding the lock glowed a bright pink and swirled to form a cherry blossom at the center of the wall. The flower glowed bright and made the wall disappear. Erika was blinded by white. When her eyes adjusted, she gasped.

Before she was another hallway, but this one was different. It was pure white, with soft pink marble flooring. She stepped in the hall, only to have the door appear behind her again, but she didn't care. The walls were white and there were large marble pillars painted with bright pink roses. in every wall was a huge arched clear glass window, peering outside.

"This place is gorgeous! Why would anyone hide such a place?" Her inner didn't respond. "Hey, are you listening?" Still no response. Erika shrugged it off, continuing her way down the hall. She could see a large white door with a gold handle at the end. She picked up her pace and reached the door. She put her hand on the knob and pushed the door open...

Erika opened the door to find a beautiful bedroom. It was decorated in the same manner as the hallway with the arched windows and the pillared walls. There was a huge canopy bed in a nice shade of pink. There were two-night stands and a cherry brown dresser. This room was made for royalty. It was so beautiful. What really caught her attention was the window right in the center. She went closer and gasped. Outside beyond the window was the hidden garden and its large cherry tree. She smiled and left the window open. The wind blew her hair and caressed her face. She closed her eyes and Logan's face came to mind.

"Logan..." Erika touched her lips and traced her fingers down to her neck. She shivered as she remembered his touch. She missed it. She missed his masculine scent and the way his arms felt around her. She missed Logan. She had this sudden urge to be with him. She wanted him near now.

Erika smiled and began to dance around the room. She felt the wind pick up around her again. She closed her and around her arms and enveloped herself in her imagination. She pictured Logan holding her, dancing with her, leaving her kisses on her flesh. Her skin ached for his cool touch. Erika opened her eyes.

"I want to be with him...I want to be with Logan." Her fingers traced the outline of her lips and she smiled. She was about to leave, to go to him when something caught her eye. She saw it. There on a vanity was a picture of a young woman with pale skin...green eyes...and pink hair. Erika was shaking. How? How was there a picture of her? Suddenly, there was pain. Her head was in pain. Images, blurred images, and scenes played before her. She fell on her knees holding her head.

"Cherry! Get out of here! Now!" The pain stopped.

"Inner, why is there a picture of me on that table?" Erika was shaking.

"I told you, I can't say anything, you need to get out now Erika!"

"Why? Why can't you tell me? Does it have anything to do with my powers? What were those images I just saw?"

"Erika, calm down, I promise you, you'll find out. But for now, I want you to get out of this place, and don't you dare come back here until I say it's okay!"

"What's going on?" Erika began shaking.

"Please, get out of here. Go to Logan." At that, Erika's head shot up.

"Logan..." The feeling of wanting to be with him came once more. She stood up and balled her hands. "Do you promise you'll tell me everything? What this room is? Why I'm in that photo?"

"I won't need to tell you. But once you find out, come back here."

"Will I even want to come here again?" Her inner stayed silent. Erika couldn't glance behind her. The picture was there, along with everything else. She would have to put that in the back of her mind for now.

She missed Logan right now for some reason. She had to get to him and fast.