Red Skies: Chpt 9
Please comment!!!!!!!!!! and this is what Julian's abs look like ; )
9
The next day I woke up at 3 am and I am so pissed. After I took my shower I found Julian lying on my bed. I held on tightly to the towel that was wrapped around me Julian lifted his head and looked at me. "Nice." he said with his famous grin. "Now, is that in season?" he mocked as he pointed to the towel. I ignored him and walked to my dresser to start packing. I am not gonna let him ruin this day anymore than It is already, I thought. I finished packing and grabbed a blue tank top, black jeans, combat boots and, changed in the bathroom. My mom’s friend had a private jet pick us up at an abandoned airport. All we (me & Julian)have to do now is go to his house so he can get his things. Great.
* * *
By 4 am, Julian and I went to his place. I was laughing the whole way there. When we got to his front door he asked me, "What is so funny?" "I was wondering why didn’t we take your car instead of walking and then I remembered," I paused "I blew it up!" I laughed some more. I looked at Julian and he gave me a "seriously?" look. I stopped laughing but, I held it in. When we went inside, that shut me up.
His house was big, and I mean BIG (the only reason why it was so big was because the ceiling was really tall)! I looked at his bed. It had silk red sheets, black comforter, and black and red pillows. While Julian went to change in his bathroom, I sat on his bed. It was the plushiest bed I have ever sat on before. It wouldn’t be as plushy if he wasn’t always in my room than at his house, I thought. When Julian came out the bathroom, I was astonished. He had no shirt on, all he had on were jeans and…………all I have to say is, OMG!!!!! Pecs for days!!!! Then he sat down in a chair and started packing.
"What am I doing here?" I quietly asked myself while Julian was packing. He must have heard me because; he stopped packing and looked at me. His expression was blank. "What’s that supposed to mean?" he asked. I looked back at him. "I mean, you could have done this before you ‘crept’ into my room." I said. After I said that, he stood up, walked to where I was, put his hands on the bed (with no shirt on) so I would be in the middle of his arms, our faces were five inches away. "Look, I’m not as bad as you think I am but you are making my patience wear thin." he said. "Do you want my help or not?" I asked immediately.
He looked down and chuckled. Then he looked back at me. "The only reason why I need your help is because these guys are stronger than usual. If they weren’t, I wouldn’t need your help because, if I can handle you," he paused to study me. I raised one of my eyebrows "I can handle them." "The only reason why I’m not killing you at this moment is because I do need your help but, if I didn’t you’d be dead right now, don’t push me!" he growled as his face got closer and closer to mine. I backed away from it until I was lying down on the bed and he was on top of me. All I could say was "Get off me." angrily. Julian got off of me and finished packing.
As he walked off, I noticed that he had a medium-sized gothic cross on his right shoulder blade. I sat up slowly looking P.O.’d. When Julian was done packing, he put on a black t-shirt, grabbed his suitcase, and headed for the door with me behind him. I am 18 years old and he has no right to treat me like a child!!!!!!!
It was 4:25 and I was more than ready to go.
* * *
By 4:45, we were on the private plane my mom sent for us. I really wished she came with us but she said that if those vampires came to we lived, she would take care of it. The inside of the plane, was glamorous! The upholstery design was black and white, and the table tops were pure glass. , and the windows were at least 8x10’s! I looked around in awe. My parents are this rich, I thought. After our bags were put away, Julian went to talk to the pilots, and I went straight to the fridge. I opened the fridge door and saw an unopened wine bottle. I took it out and read the label:
Callgreen
1996
O+ Pure Blood
I noticed that there was a cork on the top of the bottle. Just as I was about to open the bottle from the cork, I stopped and looked around. There was a lot of glass around. So, I decided to break off the top. So, I put my hand on half of the neck and broke half of it off. It was like breaking a twig in half, no problem. I threw the excess glass away, grabbed a Champaign glass, poured myself a drink, and relaxed I knew I was going to need it. After I finished my drink, I started to get sleepy so, I put up the glass and the bottle, went to my ‘room’, took of my shoes and went to sleep.
The next day I woke up at 3 am and I am so pissed. After I took my shower I found Julian lying on my bed. I held on tightly to the towel that was wrapped around me Julian lifted his head and looked at me. "Nice." he said with his famous grin. "Now, is that in season?" he mocked as he pointed to the towel. I ignored him and walked to my dresser to start packing. I am not gonna let him ruin this day anymore than It is already, I thought. I finished packing and grabbed a blue tank top, black jeans, combat boots and, changed in the bathroom. My mom’s friend had a private jet pick us up at an abandoned airport. All we (me & Julian)have to do now is go to his house so he can get his things. Great.
* * *
By 4 am, Julian and I went to his place. I was laughing the whole way there. When we got to his front door he asked me, "What is so funny?" "I was wondering why didn’t we take your car instead of walking and then I remembered," I paused "I blew it up!" I laughed some more. I looked at Julian and he gave me a "seriously?" look. I stopped laughing but, I held it in. When we went inside, that shut me up.
His house was big, and I mean BIG (the only reason why it was so big was because the ceiling was really tall)! I looked at his bed. It had silk red sheets, black comforter, and black and red pillows. While Julian went to change in his bathroom, I sat on his bed. It was the plushiest bed I have ever sat on before. It wouldn’t be as plushy if he wasn’t always in my room than at his house, I thought. When Julian came out the bathroom, I was astonished. He had no shirt on, all he had on were jeans and…………all I have to say is, OMG!!!!! Pecs for days!!!! Then he sat down in a chair and started packing.
"What am I doing here?" I quietly asked myself while Julian was packing. He must have heard me because; he stopped packing and looked at me. His expression was blank. "What’s that supposed to mean?" he asked. I looked back at him. "I mean, you could have done this before you ‘crept’ into my room." I said. After I said that, he stood up, walked to where I was, put his hands on the bed (with no shirt on) so I would be in the middle of his arms, our faces were five inches away. "Look, I’m not as bad as you think I am but you are making my patience wear thin." he said. "Do you want my help or not?" I asked immediately.
He looked down and chuckled. Then he looked back at me. "The only reason why I need your help is because these guys are stronger than usual. If they weren’t, I wouldn’t need your help because, if I can handle you," he paused to study me. I raised one of my eyebrows "I can handle them." "The only reason why I’m not killing you at this moment is because I do need your help but, if I didn’t you’d be dead right now, don’t push me!" he growled as his face got closer and closer to mine. I backed away from it until I was lying down on the bed and he was on top of me. All I could say was "Get off me." angrily. Julian got off of me and finished packing.
As he walked off, I noticed that he had a medium-sized gothic cross on his right shoulder blade. I sat up slowly looking P.O.’d. When Julian was done packing, he put on a black t-shirt, grabbed his suitcase, and headed for the door with me behind him. I am 18 years old and he has no right to treat me like a child!!!!!!!
It was 4:25 and I was more than ready to go.
* * *
By 4:45, we were on the private plane my mom sent for us. I really wished she came with us but she said that if those vampires came to we lived, she would take care of it. The inside of the plane, was glamorous! The upholstery design was black and white, and the table tops were pure glass. , and the windows were at least 8x10’s! I looked around in awe. My parents are this rich, I thought. After our bags were put away, Julian went to talk to the pilots, and I went straight to the fridge. I opened the fridge door and saw an unopened wine bottle. I took it out and read the label:
Callgreen
1996
O+ Pure Blood
I noticed that there was a cork on the top of the bottle. Just as I was about to open the bottle from the cork, I stopped and looked around. There was a lot of glass around. So, I decided to break off the top. So, I put my hand on half of the neck and broke half of it off. It was like breaking a twig in half, no problem. I threw the excess glass away, grabbed a Champaign glass, poured myself a drink, and relaxed I knew I was going to need it. After I finished my drink, I started to get sleepy so, I put up the glass and the bottle, went to my ‘room’, took of my shoes and went to sleep.
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