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Six

Author: Jordana Faye
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-14 23:55:50

We actually didn't sleep in this morning, probably because Jade's boyfriend drove in early this morning from Southern. I do not envy him, I thought north east to south western was a drive I was wrong. He got here in time for all of us to go out to breakfast together. Jade and I wanted to take Tristan and Dominic to a little family run place but that closed down last year; so instead I told them we could either do Hardee's or Mexican, for some reason no one really cared but we decided on the choice I didn't list. McDonald's which is awesome I love the hash browns, and of course, everyone looked at me funny when that was all I ordered, I got six hash browns. Okay, so I'm a fatty, sue me. The guys were getting along well, and both ordered the breakfast burritos with hash browns and orange juice. Jade did what Jade always does when its McDonald's for breakfast, pancakes with hash browns and sausage, and gives me the hash browns because for some ungodly reason she doesn't even like them! But of course we needed our nourishment for our day head we had to get things for the guys to enjoy while they were here.

Tristan hadn't believed me when I said that the hang out (at least for the people I know) at Western is Wal-Mart, but he believed me when we were shopping we didn't get too much there. The boys just wanted some mixers because Jade and I told them they couldn't hang with us if they only drank beer. I think they took that as a challenge. Then we went to Hy-Vee because that is the store with the booze, well they have everything you could want there for a good price. We loaded up on vodka, rum, tequila, beer (for the guys of course and the parties), wine, wine coolers (Smirnoff, Bacardi) amazingly the boys paid for everything. The only other thing we needed were more cups and plastic shot glasses. The party was going to be tomorrow night we just wanted to be prepared and have some time to relax with each other.

When we got back, Jade and her boyfriend went to her room and so did Tristan and I. Him being my boyfriend is still pretty weird to me. We haven't had any alone time since last night, so we really haven't spoken much today; even when we got into my room he didn't seem to have much to say, but he did stare at me intently, with a hunger that I hadn't seen before, the way he looked at me started to scare me. "Are you okay Tristan? You're kind of scaring me."

"I didn't mean to scare you, my sweet, I'm just a little hungry and need some food" He had a sinister smile that told me exactly what he meant by food.

"Well, perhaps we need to get you something to eat; come lay down next to me."

"I don't know if I will be able to control myself if I lay down next to you right now, maybe I should go, and get some food out on my own it won't take long"

"I trust you, everything will be fine like last night, I promise". I looked at him with the best come hither look I could muster, I admit I was a little scared about being 'food' but I do trust him. With the look on my face him reading my mind he laid down next to me and he wrapped his mouth around my wrist and bit into me sending a surge of pain followed immediately by the greatest pleasure I've ever felt, I was feeling everything he was feeling about me; admiration, passion, love and worry. Then he started talking to me without actually talking.

"We are linked together by me having feelings for you and drinking from you. It gets stronger the more I drink from you."

"Does that mean we will be able to talk to each other with only our thoughts?"

"Yes, it is a side effect"

"That will be awesome, now why are you worried about me?" As if the world around me was spinning our connection weakened but was still there when I realized he'd stopped drinking.

"Well there is a small issue of my brother, wanting to get to you, but my little brother wouldn't dare hurt you, I think he wants you for himself to make you his vampire bride. Don't worry about it just be on the lookout for him. He can't read your mind and you'll know him when you see him there is a definite family resemblance only because I haven't rearranged his face yet"

"Well I will be on the lookout, but my boyfriend will undoubtedly protect me". We laid in bed for what seemed like a minute, which turned out to be a couple hours, Jade knocked and we knew it was time to rejoin the world.

Tristan left me on the bed to open the door, saddened I followed, fixing my hair walking towards the door to leave. "Wow, Autumn the necklace is gorgeous, when did you get that?"

"I have to give Tristan the credit for this beautiful thing on my neck, he gave it to me last night, I guess it was a moving away to school present from him"

Tristan cut in—"No its just a present for my girlfriend. What are we doing for the rest of the day? You've shown me the entire town minus the hospital. Ladies would you like to go to Demoines, Iowa for some shopping it's a drive but they have lots of shopping and we can stay for the night?" We didn't have to say a word. Our faces lit up like light bulbs. Jade ran to her room to prepare Dominic. "Don't bother to pack any clothes we can get you some new ones while we're there. Would you like to drive?"

"Well aren't you just the sweetest showering me with presents, watch it, a girl could get used to this you know."

"I'm actually counting on it beautiful. Remind me later to explain your present to you."

As we were leaving on our journey Jade questioned why I didn't have anything but my purse and the clothes on my back but she never actually said anything about it. I let Tristan drive, he knows where he's going and that meant I didn't really have to pay attention to anything but him (always a bonus). We listened to tunes on from my iPod the entire way there, I wanted to mess with the guys though, so I put on the most inappropriate play list I had, it's called 'Sex'. Every song on the play list is about sex. My favorite song on it is Birthday Sex Remix with Brooke Hogan. Love it! To make it worse, Jade and I sang along, the guys informed us that we would have to pay for the torture we bestowed upon them.

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    The heavy side doors of the cathedral crashed open, allowing Autumn to surge into the bitter cold of the night. Her breath emerged in sharp, frosty clouds, each exhale crisp in the frigid air. Just behind her, Tristan raced to keep up.“Autumn—wait!” he called, his voice laced with urgency.She whirled around to face him, fury and betrayal sparking in her hazel eyes. “You knew!”“I didn’t agree to the announcement,” he replied, his tone defensive.“But you knew they would do it!” She shouted, her words reverberating off the stone walls of the empty lot, starkly contrasting the stillness around them. “You let them bind me to you without my consent!”Tristan clenched his jaw, frustration etched across his features. “The bond was already there. They only made it visible.”“That doesn’t make it right!” she retorted, anger coursing through her veins.An oppressive silence hung heavy in the air, thick with a mix of power and panic. Suddenly, a sinister whisper curled out of the shadows: “Ru

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