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Call Girl to a Vampyre

Series Complete! Thank you to all of my fans! I am happy you have chosen to enjoy the world I have created. Part Two of the series is now complete! Please be sure to stay tuned for new stories and content. **Trigger warning** This story contains references to non-consensual sex, sex work, Poly/Bisexual situations, mental-health issues, as well as depiction of self-harm and death. "My dreams seemed to pull me to you. Since I was a child, you were there, in my thoughts, protecting me, calming my fears. You were just a figment of my imagination until I saw you… and we made love for the first time… then you killed me." A fateful encounter with a vampyre changes Kavielle forever. Follow her journey to understand this magical connection to her would-be murderer, discovering love, and understanding if love really is pain... Kavielle wants to be able to forget her past and fall in love, but can she? Part 2 Finale now available! "My hands clawed at the dirt, not willing to wait for a shovel. This need for my answer was insatiable, and a bit of rain and dirt wouldn’t stop me. It couldn’t be her! A bit of cloth appeared in the pile, my heart clutching in my chest. I pulled at it, the cloth decomposed enough it ripped easily. A waft of stench overwhelmed my senses—it reeked of death and decay. Another round of sobs doubles me over, my hands still clawing manically at the dirt. Bits of debris stabbed under my nails; the soft flesh tearing, blood pouring from my hands. The mud caked to every part of me; I must have looked like a madwoman… But I had to know, was Madison really gone?" Kavielle pulled out of her self-made isolation and thrown back into the twisted, dark, world she had worked to get away from. Coming back to LA was the last thing she wanted to do, but sometimes, you have to pay a life debt to the people you love.

Kricket_Leedy · Fantasi
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238 Chs

Chapter 25: The morning after

The morning after

I roused sometime around noon, not quite sure where I was or how I got there. Talk about insta-regret, as I realized I was naked, Drew had his arms around me still as we curled up under the blankets together. Slowly I pulled away, sliding out of the bed, scurrying to find some clothes. He didn't even rouse a little, he was still passed out.

My legs hurt, like I had worked out for 10 hours and walking was not easy. I did manage to get to the bathroom and pee before I died but getting up from the toilet was a struggle. Turning on the hot water, I managed to roll into the shower and let my muscles recover in the heat. Not sure how long I laid on the floor, letting the heat soothe me, the next thing I knew, the door to the shower opened slightly, and Drew looked down on me, worried, "Hey are you okay in here?"

I must have fallen asleep at some point, the water was cool now as it rained down on me, I had my head propped on the edge of the tub, "Yeah, fine. Just hurting a little. I guess I fell asleep again."

He reached in and shut off the water as I covered myself with my hands. "Here," he said, tossing a towel to me, "cover yourself up so I can carry you out of here."

I wrapped myself in the towel and he gingerly picked me up, easily hauling me back to my bed. He had his pants on still, but was bare chested, his skin felt like fire against my now cold skin. "Thanks," I said as he sat me down.

He looked around the room nervously, "So, not to be an alarmist, but what exactly happened here last night? I think I remember, but it's a blur… And…" He stopped, his face flushing as he looked away.

"We didn't have sex, at least from what I remember." I pulled the blankets over me, trying to hide the visible parts of my body.

He nodded, "Good."

I felt pangs of embarrassment, realizing he was happy we weren't intimate. Maybe sober Drew really didn't want to be with me, since I was an aspiring whore. "I'm sorry we got so drunk."

"It's not your fault. We both drank a lot, I should have controlled myself better." He rubbed his neck awkwardly, scouring the floor for his shirt.

I felt around the bed, finding it wrapped in the blanket, I tossed it to him, "Here, must have gotten caught up in whirlwind."

He put it on quickly, running his hands down his torso, obviously nervous, "So what about the rest of the night? Did I really…" He seem flustered as he spoke.

I couldn't help but giggle, "Yeah you, um," I was flustered, "did some things."

He laughed now, "Okay, I'm sorry, this is so awkward. Not that I'm upset about what happened, just a little surprised is all. So much for taking things slowly."

He sat down on the edge of the bed, crossing his arms. I leaned forward, reaching for my dress and throwing it on. "We can still take things slow, we just had a hiccup."

"It was interesting to say the least. I enjoyed myself from what I remember."

Embarrassed, I decided to address the elephant, "You definitely fell asleep as soon as you hit the bed, so I would have…"

"No, it's okay, I promise. It definitely for the best." He waved his hands, obviously still embarrassed.

I stood up and he stared at the floor. I was covered now, I went to my dresser pulling out a pair of underwear to complete the outfit, "I'm dressed now, you can look up."

He smirked, looking up at me, "It not that I don't want to stare at your naked body, it seems inappropriate."

"So you don't remember any of it?" I asked as I sat down.

"I do, but it kind of feels wrong the way things happened between us." He looked me over, "I can't get it out of my mind, so it's probably best if I just head out." He hesitated, taking a breath.

"Understood," I watched his eye divert again, my stomach flipped. I knew what he was thinking of, he was still turned on, he still wanted me but he was afraid to act on it.

I stood in front of him, placing my hand on his face, "Don't be shy." I sat down on his lap, he instinctually placed his hands on my hips, pulling me closer.

He smiled looking at me, "Me? Shy?" we kissed gently, not like it was last night. He still seemed to be holding back, hesitant to move forward, "We'll resume this whole thought soon enough. But for now, I think we should hold off."

He very gently moved me off of him, "Okay, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"Not that lass, I just…" He stood up, "if you kiss me like that again, I won't be able to control myself and things are going to keep moving too fast."

"Oh," I moved away and he stood up backing away a bit.

He took another long look, "Come on, walk me out."

I took his arm and we made our way back through the apartment. Madison was on the couch, she looked at us with a smirk, "Hey you two, I was wondering when you were going to emerge today."

I was embarrassed, "You heard us last night?"

She looked away, "Two drunk people trying to be quiet coming in, usually doesn't go very well. After you were in your room, I didn't hear a thing." She was reassuring me, knowing how embarrassed I would be.

Drew just smirked, "She heard everything."

"No!" she shot back, "The rooms are soundproof for a reason. If my door had been shut, I wouldn't have heard anything and once you were in the room, silence."

He leaned into me, "Don't worry, we can go to my place next time."

"Oh come on guys, I'm a prostitute and you don't ever hear me. Don't worry, as long as you had fun and you were safe while doing it. None of us should ever have children."

Drew looked upset again, everything Madison said or did seems to bother him. We went to the door, and he kissed my cheek, "Sorry I have to run. I'll get with you later, okay?"

I wanted to believe him, believe me, I did, but I felt a sinking in my stomach, unable to let go of what happened, or in this case, didn't happen with him. I was back there, in my dream, Madison telling me she would take care of him, since I couldn't. That's what he needed, someone willing to give him what he deserved. I could have attempted to reciprocate, even if he had fallen asleep. But I was so relieved I didn't have to, it hurt.

Damn it Kavi, he deserves more.