Pain, Blood and a Vampire's Love

By Louise Smith

This is the story of a girl who, after suffering a life of hurt and pain, finds her true love, but unlike most girls, she ends up falling in love with a myth, a fantasy, a dream.
She finds herself actually finding love in a man that isnt a manhe shouldnt be real; he belongs in movie or in a book.
To keep this dream, she must face losing him to keep him.
Love know no bounds, which, for Storm, is true as the man she falls in love with is a vampire and one who will do anything to keep her safe and show her a better life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Oct 30, 2013
• ISBN: 9781491875568

Louise Smith

Enjoyed writing for a while, I seem to be pulled into the fantasy and dreams of the paranormal. There is something about vampires and werewolves that seem to call to me. I feel that as I write about them, there lives seem so real. They start as dreams, but the more I write, the more I feel like I’m watching them and learning about their lives. I feel this is something I would like to share with others.

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Chapter one

STORM’S POV

It’s 2am and it’s the early hours of Friday morning. I have just woke up from another nightmare, I was reliving my Mother’s death.

I was there when she died, my Father was drunk as usual, and he was angry. I could hear him shouting and, I could hear my Mother crying and begging him to let her go.

He smiled as he grabbed the iron poker from the fire place, he then started to hit her several time’s with the poker.

I cried silently for my Mum, as she made me promise never to try and stop him. As he would turn on me and, she didn’t want that to happen.

So I had to stand there and watch as he beat her to death. By that I mean, I was rooted to the spot.

I couldn’t have moved even if I want to the terror before me held me where I was. He then turned to leave and he saw me so he turned on me before leaving us alone in the house.

He then return’s the next day when he did he phoned the police and reported a break in, he told them that he has found his wife dead and his daughter beaten.

He told me to say nothing or I would end up the same way. I never said a word but he still beat’s me every night after he has drank a gallon. That night is alway’s with me.

As I’ve said, I’ve just woke up from my nightmare. I wipe the sweat and tear’s from my face, I still cry for my Mum, even though it was two year’s ago now. I still cry and miss her every day and every night.

I creep out of my room to the bathroom to wash my face. I have to be quiet, if I’m not he will hear me and beat me again, you might have guess that, I’m scared of my Father.

I have cleaned up and, I’m heading back to my room when I hear my Father’s voice. Storm what are you doing out of your room bitch. Oh shit, I’m in trouble now. I was just using the bathroom Father.

The next thing, I know I’m on the floor by the wall. I guessing he punched me again, but I’m not sure. My eye hurt’s, Then he grab’s me by the hair and drag’s me into my room.

Once in my room he kick’s and punche’s me, I think I’m going to have a black eye. Storm what do you have to say to me. I look at the floor I learned never to look at him.

I’m sorry Father. I wont do it again. He laugh’s it’s a horrble sound. Your right you wont. He hit’s me once more before going out my door and shutting it, I hear him laughing as he goes down the stair’s.

I curl up on the floor as I’m too sore to get in to bed and I cry, as I hold myself the pain seem’s to get worse. I’m woken up by my alarm, great it’s 7:30 am, I must have fallen asleep again, I have to get ready for college.

Chapter two

STORM’S POV

After I hear my alarm I get up of the floor slowly, and move to make my bed ah, I must remember to move slowly, as I’m so sore it hurt’s everytime I move.

I slowly make my way from my bedroom across the landing to the bathroom, so I can take my shower though, I don’t really want to see how bad it is in the mirror.

Once in the bathroom I turn on the shower on so it will warm up, I then turn back and lock the door. I turn back to face the full length mirror on the bathroom wall I slowly and carefully remove my p.j’s.

Once I’m naked I open my eye’s which, I had to close because of the pain. I look and my feet they look okay. I look at my leg’s there okay too.

I take a deep breathe before looking at my tummy damn it’s bruised. Okay storm deep breath you can do this. I’m talking to myself again great, I now look at my chest all clear.

Now for my face, I look at my face in the mirror, my left eye is swollen. It’s also blood shot and going purple. Oh well I’m wearing dark glasses today. Well at least one of my teacher’s know’s, So he wont ask to many question’s I hope.

I get in the shower and let the warm water run over my sore skin, I jump at first. While I’m in the shower, I pull my razor blade from my hiding place and push the blade in to my skin and pull it down hard.

My skin split’s open and when the water hit’s it, it sting’s but then all I see is the blood. I start to feel better, I cut deep on both my arm’s about six time’s on each arm.

Once finished I get out and dry myself. I then wrap my arm’s in bandage’s. I then change into my white cotton underwear, blue jean’s, white t-shirt and a brown jumper.

That should hide my cut’s and the bruise’s. They will no doubt start showing more as the day goes on, I hate having to do this every other day.

I go down stair’s to grab some toast and orange juice, before I go to get the bus to college. As I enter the kitchen I see my Father dressed and ready for work, he is sat at the table.

I put my head down and go grab some toast from the rack by the toaster, I’m buttering the toast and pouring my juice in to a glass.

I don’t speak I’m to afraid of him and his ever changing mood swing’s. I see he is looking at the paper. Good morning Storm. Shit now I have to speak.

Good morning Father. He look’s at me and, I look at the ground. Storm what has happened to your eye. I sigh to myself, It’s alway’s the same he never remember’s beating me in the morning when he is sober and I alway’s lie.

I fell down the stair’s again last night. I’m okay Father. He get’s up and come’s to me, I flinch away from him as alway’s I never can be sure of what his touch will be like.

MICHEAL’S POV

I’m worried about my daughter, she seem’s to fall alot, it seem’s every few day’s she has a black eye.

She is alway’s covered in bruise’s, I think maybe I should take her back to the doctor’s. Just to get her checked out again, the other thing is, she is alway’s very jumpy and nervous.

Storm, maybe it’s time to see the doctor again. Now she look’s afraid of something. No, no, I’m fine, just not sleeping well. I’ll be more careful I promise.

I frown what a strange thing to say. Okay Storm but anymore black eye’s and your going understand. She nod’s and leave’s for the house for the bus which will take her to college.

STORM’S POV

What am I going to do, as I walk to the bus stop I feel someone hug me from behind, it can only be Lucy she is my best friend. Ouch Lou, be careful please.

I hold on to my tummy as she come’s around to stand in front of me. Oh Storm not again. She can see, I’m wearing dark glasses. Don’t say it Lou please. She nod’s.

Come stay with me this weekend. My parent’s are away, at least you will be safe for a few day’s. I don’t know what, I can say. I don’t think my Father will agree.

I will ask him later, but I think it will be no. she shake’s her head. No ask now before he start’s drinking again. I nod.

Okay. I pull up my Father’s moblie number on my moblie. It ring’s twice. Hello Storm. Well he sound’s okay.

Father, can I stay at Lucy’s for the weekend please. I wait for the no to come but. Yes okay, It might be good for you, see you monday evening about 5 pm. I say thank you and hang up. He said yes that’s the first time ever.

LUCY’S POV

I pull Storm onto the bus and sit her on the seat at the back of the bus. She seem’s to be in shock or something, I bump her arm gently.

That’s when I see her wince, I sigh that can only mean one thing. She has cut up again. Storm tell me, what did your Father say. Still no answer.

I shake her as gentle as I can. Ouch. He said yes, I can stay. I smile at least she will be away from him for a few day’s, this way I can see how often she is cutting.

The bus stop’s outside the college gate’s. Me, Storm and alot of other people get off. I make her laugh by telling her about my brother Tomas.

He was showing off to his friend’s last weekend, when he fell of his bike and split his pant’s, it was so funny when he came home with a great big hole in his pant’s.

We are laughing so much neither one of us is looking where we are going until Storm walk’s into this really tall, dark and handsome guy.

God he’s hot and he is built like a weight lifter. His eye’s are as black as midnight. They are also like endless pool’s of deep dark water.

Storm blushe’s and I giggle. Sorry sir. I didn’t mean to. He turn’s and look’s at us, His smile is wow. It’s okay, are you hurt. Wow I would say yes if it were me.

She shake’s her head and he smile’s again, before he turn’s and walk’s away. I turn to look at Storm, man he has a sexy voice. Man is he hot and, I think he like’s you. She laugh’s and drag’s me to our english class, Once in the class room we take our usual seat’s beside one another.

STORM’S POV

I’ve just bumped into this really hot guy. He has a really sexy voice now, I’m thinking about it. I must have looked really stupid wearing dark glasses on a cloudy day.

I’m now in english class with Lou after draging her all the way here. We are talking when Mr David’s walk’s in with the guy I bumped into outside, oh great.

Mr David’s is also my Uncle Shaun. He call’s us to attention and then turn’s to the new guy and says something, I don’t know why but I have a feeling it’s about me.

Right class this is Armand Sange, he will be helping me here in this class and in our history class he is here on an exchange programme from malta. So let’s be nice to him and help him in any way we can okay.

We all nod then Missy the class bitch call’s the guy over to her just as class start’s. Mr David’s call’s out every one’s name to make sure we are all here and to make sure we are listening to him.

Then he call’s to me and Lou. Lucy Micheal’s and Storm St Clair can we stop talking now. We giggle. Yes sir. We both say.

Storm I need to see you after class. I nod and the new guy look’s straight at me.

I turn to Lou. This is about my glasses. She nod’s. Yes he know’s. I shrug there is nothing I can do about it, I’m not taking them off. No chance, let everyone see my eye no way.

Class goes by in a flash and as we are packing our book’s to leave. Storm I want to see you. I nod and turn to Lou. I’ll wait outside. I nod. Thank’s Lou.

I then walk to the front of the class and sit on the desktop in front of my Uncle Shaun. Yes Uncle Shaun. He look’s up and frown’s at me. Then he shake’s his head.

Storm do you mind if Armand stay’s. I shake my head. Good now take of your glasses please. I take a deep breath here goes, now they both will see my eye.

There is no point in arguing with my Uncle Shaun. So I remove my glasses, he now look’s angry and upset. When did this happen. I shrug. Last night. He shake’s his head.

I have spoken with the Dean here, we can get you a dorm room here, at least you’ll be safe. When will he ever listen to me, I have lost count of the amount of time’s I have told him.

I shake my head. No thank you, I’m okay. He get’s angry. No Storm it wont be okay until your away from him. I get up and leave, I see Lucy waiting for me.

She heard everything I put my hand up. As to say we will talk later, not now, I already know she agree’s with him but, I don’t I made a silient promise to Mum and I will keep it.

ARMAND’S POV

I think I have finally found the one I have been looking for all my life but, from the bit’s of the conversation I have heard she is being abused by someone.

I need to try and find out by whom. Mr David’s can we talk about Storm St Clair. He nod’s. Yes Armand, Please call me Shaun. I nod and he smile’s.

Now what would you like to know about my Niece. Everything but, I think I would like to learn some thing’s from her. Why does she look like she is in pain. I could also smell blood but I can’t tell him that.

Well Armand, her Father drink’s everynight and, when he drink’s which is alot He beat’s her, by that I mean kick’s, punches and slap’s her. Why would any Father do that to his own Daughter

Yet she refuse’s to leave him, she feel’s she deserve’s it, for not saving her Mother my Sister. I’m shocked, how can she feel that she deserve’s this sort of abuse. How can she feel that way, Shaun.

He look’s out the window. Storm has also started to self harm as well, that mean’s in her case, she is cutting her arm’s and wrist’s with a razor blade. She has been doing this even since her Mother, my Sister Sophie died, that was two year’s ago.

Just between us, Her Father my Brother in law Micheal killed Sophie with an iron poker. He beat her to death with it and then he told Storm that if she every told anyone she would be next. He was drunk at the time. I’m shocked, but at least that explain’s the smell of blood on her.

I will have to make her mine somehow. I will, I just can’t wait to see her later.

Chapter three

STORM’S POV

Well my day hasn’t got any better, I was embarrased in business studies by my teacher Mr Jenkin’s. He made me take off my glasses when he saw my eye he let me put them back on, and in social studies Mrs Franks gave me a lecture on teen drinking.

I’m going to talk to my Uncle Shaun about this before history. I feel like I’m on a merry go round going round and, I’m just spinning around every few day’s. He will have to tell them the truth I suppose.

At least it’s lunchtime now and, I can have an hours peace away from the teacher’s. I leave the social studies building and head to the cafe on campus to meet Lou.

Hi Lou, how was french with Mr Doug. I wink and she blushes. I should explain I’m teasing her because she has a crush on her french and social studies teacher Mr Doug.

These are the only lesson’s we don’t have together. Haha Storm, it was fine. I know what you are thinking. I smile and we go in to the cafe to get lunch.

LUCY’S POV

Storm is a bitch but I love her, she love’s teasing me about my crush on Mr Doug. I can’t help it, he has brown eye’s, blonde hair, he has a fit body and, god he is hot and he’s only 28 year’s old.

I don’t know if he is single but, I would like to try and find out. Storm, what do you want for lunch, and don’t say ham sandwich. She laugh’s.

She has a ham sandwich every day. Okay, cheese sandwich please I laugh, I grab two tuna and sweetcorn sub’s, two can’s of coke and two bag’s of cheese and onion crisp’s.

We take our lunch out to the park and sit on a picnic bench, it might be cloudy but at least it’s dry. We will be alone, so I can change her bandage’s and she can take of her sun glasses so I can see how bad her eye is.

So Storm how was social studies, after Mr Jenkin’s embarrassed you in business studies. I still can’t believe he did that to you she sigh’s and look’s behind me in to the wood’s.

I got a lecture on teen drinking of Mrs Frank’s, I need to talk to Uncle Shaun, I can’t take much more, maybe it’s time they knew the truth I nod my head, it would take the pressure of her.

We are sat talking about classes and home work, and what we will do this weekend seeing as she is staying with me. She take’s her glasses off, after checking to make sure we are alone.

I look at her eye, god what a mess, it’s blood shot and going black. how does it look Lou and don’t lie. I don’t know what to say, I can’t tell her how bad it really is I will just tell her the basic thing.

It’s not good Storm it’s going black. She sigh’s, it could’ve be worse if i told her the whole truth, she might have gone and cut up again, that remind’s me. I need to check her arm’s.

I have been her friend for 7 years now but these last 2 years have been the hardest ever since her Father killed her Mother, she seems to have gone into herself.

I now carry bandage’s and dressing’s in my bag. Let me see your arm’s please. She nod’s and pull’s up her sleeve’s, the bandage’s are blood stained.

I remove them slowly, and she flinche’s. I’m sorry Storm. She shrug’s. It’s okay. I take the last of the bandage’s off and look at her arm’s, I can’t quite believe it.

I’m in shock at how deep she has gone this time, she has gone deeper than normal. I can see the white tissue under the pink of her skin, god what a mess she is in.

Storm your getting deeper hun. She nod’s. I know, but this is the only pain I can control. I nod, I do understand to a point but this aint gonna get any better.

I do know what she mean’s, but this is getting out of control, she need’s help and by that I mean professional help, maybe over the weekend I can try and get her to agree to see a councilier.

ARMAND’S POV

I’m sat behind a tree about 6 feett away from the girl’s, I can call them that since I’m older. I believe Storm is 19 and Lucy is 20 where as I’m 300 year’s old but I will look 20 forever.

I’m sat here watching and listening to them talk. I can see from here Storm’s arm’s, the cut’s are deep and Lucy is trying to clean them and redress them, it look’s like she does this alot, she alway’s come’s prepared.

I decide to move from my hiding place, so I can talk to Storm. I walk toward’s them as I do, I hear Lucy tell Storm. Someone is coming this way. I see her pick up her glasses and put them on, then they both look in my direction.

I walk up to them. Hello Lucy, Storm. They both smile and say together. Hello Mr Sange. I shake my head. Please call me Armand. they nod.

I then turn to lucy. May I talk to Storm alone please. She look’s at Storm and she nod’s. Storm I will wait outside the cafe, we have history in 30 minute’s, see you later Armand. I smile and she leave’s.

I turn to look at Storm as I take a seat, she is beautiful. Storm you can take them off if you want. I say and point to her glasses. She nod’s and remove’s them.

How can I help you Armand. I want to say to her, I want to help you by loving you and looking after you, be my wife but I can’t, well not yet anyway.

Let’s take it slow and easy Armand, you don’t want to scare her off before, we get to know each other. How about you tell me how this happened.

I ask her as, I touch her lovely warm skin, she jump’s and pull’s away from my touch. I must feel cold compaired to her. I’m sorry, I should have warmed my hand’s up first. I laugh.

I’m trying to make a joke of it, knowing I will never be warm for two reason’s, the first I’m a vampire, the second I was born this way so nothing will change.

She smile’s at me at least I made her smile. It’s me, who should say sorry. I’m sore and I jump every time I’m touched. I realise that the beating’s she is getting from her Father. Has made her unsure of men. No matter how soft the touch, I could kill him for what he has done to her.

I decide to go back to what we were talking about before. So you were going to tell me about your eye. She nod’s. What do you what to know exactly, about my eye. Everything come’s to mind.

I want to say, I want know everything about your life but what I say is. What ever you feel comfortable with. She nod’s. No doubt my uncle has told you about my Mum’s death. I nod.

Yes a little. She give’s me a weak smile. Okay, maybe I should start there. I nod again. I was 5 year’s old when the row’s started. I could hear them shouting, it was mostly weekend’s. I never saw any bruise at first. She take’s a deep breath.

When I was 10 year’s old, my Mum came to get me out of bed, that’s when I saw her first black eye, I asked her about it and she told me that my Father was beating her.

I can see the pain in her eye’s now. So I know we are getting to the sad part. 2 year’s ago, my Father came home drunk from the pub, he started shouting at Mum calling her name’s. She pause’s there.

I heard her scream so, I ran down stair’s to see what was happening, what I saw was my Father with the iron poker from the fire place in his hand, he was hitting Mum with it, then the next thing, I know he hit her across the head. I watch her as she wipe’s a tear.

I heard my mother’s skull crack and she went limb, he looked at me and laugh and told me if I every said a word, I would die the same way. He then beat me and left the house, I went to my Mum but she was already gone. He had killed her. She pause’s there.

I watch as she wipe’s at her tear’s that are now flowing. He came home the next morning and phoned the police. He told them that he had found me beaten up and his wife dead. He drink’s so much he can’t remember what he has done the night before.

I offer her a tissue, she take’s it and wipe’s her eye’s. Sorry. I shake my head. It’s okay, so he has been doing this to you every since. She nod’s.

Then she look’s at her watch. We better go, I have class, and you are teaching it with my Uncle. I rise and she get’s up and we head back toward’s the cafe, where Lucy is waiting.

I watch as Storm and Lucy say goodbye to me and head of to class. Well it wouldn’t look good for her to enter her class with a student teacher.

Though I’m far from being a student teacher. I’m a fully qualified teacher and, I have been for 280 year’s, I passed my teaching course and became a teacher for a time.

I’m also a prince of a small island just of malta, it is shrouded in mist and fog. The local’s on the main land have there own story’s of the vanishing island.

The island only become’s visable on all hallow’s eve, some of our kind walk among the human’s but myself and my father never do, we are the royal family so we are not expected to walk with human’s.

I’m only here because of the prophecy that says, I will find my soul mate here. She will be the one that will unite the vampire clan’s, bring order and peace.

She is the chosen one. She will have the power to control all vampire’s. I believe Storm is the chosen one. She fit’s the profile laid out in the prophecy.

STORM’S POV

Armand seem’s nice, I really like him. I feel safe around him but, I don’t know why but I do. I only just met him today it weird how I feel so safe around this stranger.

Me and Lou walk in to history together. We are talking as we walk in, I see my uncle, I ask Lou to grab our seat’s while I go talk to my Uncle she nod’s and walk’s to our seat’s.

I then go up to my uncle. Mr David’s can I talk to you alone please. he nod’s and we walk out of class together. What’s wrong Storm. I sigh.

Can you talk to the other teacher’s please, tell them the truth if need’s be, I was embarrassed by Mr Jenkins. Mrs Franks gave me a lecture on teen drinking. He nod’s.

Alright but I will have to tell them the truth okay. I nod. Okay, I’m staying at Lucy’s for the weekend so you don’t have to worry. He sigh’s.

Not good enough Storm. I want you away from him, before I’m going to your funeral. Sophie wouldn’t want this. That was low using my Mum to get to me.

I just shake my head and walk back toward’s class. This isn’t over Storm. I turn and look at him. It is for now.

I walk in to class and take my seat next to Lou, my uncle call’s everyone to order, Lou look’s at me and I whisper. I will tell you later.

We are studying world war 1 and 2 and other war’s, the lesson is soon over and, I’m packed and ready to leave campus with Lou. I look at my watch it’s 2:30pm, My Father doesn’t finish work until 5pm.

So I can go home and grab some clothes and be gone, before he get’s home and start’s drinking, at least at Lou’s I will get some peace.

Chapter four

LUCY’S POV

We have just left collage, we are on the bus, on our way to Storm’s house were going to collect some of her clothes, we are doing it now as her Father finishes work at 5pm, but he doesn’t get home until 5:30pm.

We both know he will stop at the pub on his way home from work to start getting drunk, when he is drunk, he turn’s violent and beat’s her but, he won’t be doing that for the next few day’s.

She will be twenty in six month’s if she lives that long that’s I’m not being mean, it’s the truth. I was twenty a few weeks ago, I’m six months older than Storm.

Her Uncle Shaun and I are worried about her, were worried because there is a chance that her Father could end up killing her if she stays with him. When we try and talk to her about it, she says she owes it to her Mother to say with him at least until she is twenty.

We enter her house grab a bag and some clothes and leave quickly, were walking to my house now it’s only a 30 minute walk, as we are walking, I turn to her and say.

Storm smile Hun. She does. Lou are we watching a DVD tonight. I shake my head. No we are going to a party, it’s Lisa’s birthday. She pulls a face and point’s to her eye.

I don’t think so Lou. I shake my head. I can cover that and beside’s Armand is going to be there. I see her smile, I knew she liked him.

STORM’S POV

I would like to see Armand again, I would also like to go to the party but, I’m worried about my eye, were at Lou’s now. We are in the kitchen now, drinking coffee.

Lou is still going on about the party. Okay Lou enough, you win i’ll go. She jump’s up and down and squeal’s. I can’t stop myself from laughing at her.

What is it Storm, what’s so funny. I shake my head. Nothing, what time is the party. She hand’s me a piece of paper which she has taken from her back pocket.

I look at it, it’s an invite to Lisa’s party at 7pm at slow mo’s bowling alley. Okay it’s 5pm now so we have an hour and a half to get ready. I’m first in the shower as I need to change my bandage’s and, I need to borrow some clothes of Lou.

LUCY’S POV

We have both showered now and I’m dressed in my blue short sleeve mini dress and Storm is in a long black dress, you see were the same size, I’m a size 12 with 34bb cup. Where as Storm is a 10/12 and 34cc cup, we are both wearing hold up stocking’s and flat black shoe’s.

I have covered her eye with make up and I have curled her shoulder length black hair. I turn to look at the clock it’s 6:40 pm the taxis should be here soon by bus it would take an hour so were going by taxis.

ARMAND’S POV

I some how managed to get myself talked into this party by Lisa and some of her friend’s, the only plus side is I will see Storm again, which I can’t wait for her to appear.

I’ve been here 10 minute’s and I’m thinking of leaving, as I’ve had enough, just as I get up I see Lucy walking in and behind her is Storm. She look’s wow, she is in a long black dress and her black shoulder length hair is all curly and she is wearing it down, she is beautiful.

She is looking around the room when she see’s me and, I wave to her and she smile’s and wave’s back. She leave’s lucy and come’s over to me.

As she get’s closer I stand. Hello Storm. Her smile is so lovely. Hello Armand, how as your afternoon been."

Not to bad thank you, how was your’s. What I really want to say is lonely and I have missed not seeing you. It has been busy thank you. I pull her out a chair.

Please have a seat. She take’s a seat and, I go get us some drink’s. I get her a coke and me an empty glass and, while no one is looking I get my bottle of blood and pour some in the glass.

I then take the drink’s back to the table where we sit and talk for awhile.

STORM’S POV

I am sat talking to Armand he is really nice, I like him he make’s me feel human and not just a punch bag. I need to use the toilet so I leave him for a few minute’s.

I’m washing my hand’s In the bathroom when I hear. Storm are you okay. I nod. Yes Lou I’m great. She smile’s.

So what’s happening between you and Armand. I shake my head. Nothing he just told me I look lovely. I can feel myself start to blush again.

Why would someone as good looking as him, want to talk to me he could have any girl he want’s but yet he is sitting talking to me. It’s a nice feeling to just sit and talk.

I can’t help but smile as I follow Lucy out of the ladies room, I’m about to walk over to Armand when I see Missy with her hand’s all over him.

I walk back to Lucy and Lisa, I turn to Lisa and say. Happy birthday. She thank’s me and I pull Lou to one side. I can feel tear’s starting to come.

Lou I’m going. She look’s over to where Armand and Missy are, she is all over him, I can’t take it so I run from the bowling alley, I get on the first bus that pull’s up and go back to Lucy’s house.

An hour later I’m in my pj’s curled up in front of the tv, crying I don’t know why, Im so upset over what I have seen.

ARMAND’S POV

Storm has been gone a long time, I have had to put up with Missy and her wondering hand’s since Storm left for the ladies room. I feel like hitting her but, I’m to much of a gentleman to do that so.

I decide to make my excuse’s and get up and leave her sat at the table alone. I decide to go and find Storm but, wait what if she saw Missy with me.

I see Lucy so I walk over to her, she is with Lisa. I look at Lisa and say. Happy birthday Lisa. she smile’s and thank’s me. I then grab Lucy’s arm.

Where is Storm. I say to her now we are alone. She has gone back to mine why. So she did see me with Missy and she left great just great.

Lucy will you give me Storm’s number, I need to speak to her. She glare’s at me. Don’t you think, you have upset her enough for one night. She blame’s me for the Missy thing.

So I explain to her what happened and how I feel about Storm, which is I love her and need her and I want her but I will take it slow.

She has given me Storm’s moblie number, so I leavethe party and tap in her number and press send and save, it ring’s three times. Hello. she sound’s sad.

Hello Strom it’s Armand There is a pause before she says. How did you get my number. I had hoped she wouldn’t ask me that. Lucy gave it to me. Oh I hope Lucy isn’t in trouble now.

Why, what do you want, isn’t Missy enough for you. I laugh she has some fight in her. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have spoke to you like that Armand. Her Father has destroyed her.

He has taken the fight out of her, her free will, in fact I will go as far as to say he has killed the life within her. She is an empty shell.

Storm will you meet me tomorrow at the park, we could talk some more. I wait for an answer. Okay where in the park and what time. I smile to myself.

Say 12 noon, I will be under the big oak tree by the pond. I can hear her breathing. Okay see you then, bye. She hang’s up and so do I.

I know now I have found the one, all I need to do is give her time, I can aready feel the pull and she will feel it soon enough.

Chapter five

STORM’S POV

It’s saturday and it’s 8:00am and why do I know this its I because have just looked at the clock on the night stand. Rolling on to my side and throwing the cover’s back.

I then swing my leg’s over the side of the bed and sit up and thenstretch. Ow ow. Well that was a bad idea it hurt alot, I slowly lift my pj top up and look down.

I can now see my stomach and rib cage area is black and blue, I press on it lightly. Ow ow. Damn that hurt god I bruise so easily the slightest bump and I’m black and blue.

While I’m sat here I look around Tomas’s room you can tell it’s a boy’s room. I know he is 18 year’s old which should make him a men but he his such a fool he even act’s the fool especially around girl’s.

Anyway back to the room the wall’s are painted brown and red the bedding is red the carpet is brown, the furniture is black and so is the bed which just happen’s to be a double one.

I should also say that there is poster’s on the wall of half naked women and gaming poster’s not what some one want’s to see, unless of course your man or in Tomas case a boy.

I get up slowly and move to the door, I thenwalk down the stair’s and into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. The kitchen is like a country style one with white wall’s, wooden cupboard door’s and drawer’s and the table is round with four chair’s.

The cooker is an old style range, there is also a larder and a big double doored fridge.

I make myself some toast and a mug of sweet coffee and stare out the back window. I hear footstep’s behind me, I know it’s Lou as we are the only one’s in the house.

I look up at the clock, which is above the range in a alcove, I keep my back to the door and then I hear. Hi Storm, am I in trouble.I smile to myself.

Yes Lou, how could you give Armand my moblie number. I’m trying my best not to laugh. He told me he needed to speak to you, I didn’t think it would hurt. I start laughing. Storm St Clair. I try to stop myself.

It okay Lou I forgive you he want’s me to meet him today at Lotus park at 12 noon but, I don’t think I should go. I turn to see Lou, as she head’s to the kettle and turn’s it on.

I’m still unsure of what to do and it’s 9am, I decide to take my mind off of it by talking to Lou about the party and her new boyfriend Darren Miller.

Lou has been dating Darren for six month’s they are pretty close, I think she is seeing him today. We talk about him and of course she think’s he is Mr Fanastic.

We have been talking for almost half an hour so it’s now 9:30am, Itell Lou I’m going for my shower. I then go back upstair’s and enter the bathroom which is also white.

I remove my pj’s carefully and take off my bandage’s and wash, I also wash my hair which of course make’s my cut’s sting. Once finished I get out and dry myself and towel dry my hair.

I walk into Tomas’s room and find Lou there with some clothes she smile’s at me. Here wear these’s. I look at what she is holding which is a white satin top with a lacy top over it and a pair of black jean’s and a light blue jacket.

What’s this for. She smile’s. This is so you look nice, when you meet Armand. I shake my head. I haven’t decided if I’m going to meet him yet Lou. She laugh’s. You will go you now you will.

With that she dry’s my hair and then curl’s it for me she then does my make up she then leave’s me to get dressed. I sigh as I put on the clothes she has given me.

I then go down and grab a coffee and then leave to get 162 bus to lotus park.

I arrive at the park at 11:45 am well I’m fifteen minute’s early, I walk through the park slowly heading to the pond.

ARMAND’S POV

I have just woke up after a good stretch I sit up, unlike myth’s told about vampire’s we do sleep but not in coffin’s. We do not shimmer in the sun light nor do we burn.

The only thing they got right when they started these myth’s is that we do have pale white skin and we are very cold to the touch and of course we have fang’s, my eye’s change colour from black to red when I’m thirsty.

I’m up and about I head down stair’s to the kitchen, once in there I head to the fridge and grab a bottle of blood and down it in one, yes I live in a house.

It’s a three bedroom house from my front door you see four door’s and the stair’s, So I have a lounge, a dinning room, kitchen, and a toilet. Upstair is the same lay out except it’s three bedroom and a bathroom. I don’t use the toilet or the dinning room.

But I do use the kitchen to store blood and some milk and other thing’s in case of guest’s. As yet I have not had any of those which is a good thing what with me keep blood in the fridge.

I drink human blood in bottle’s, I like it fresh when and if I can get it but, I only do that if the blood call’s to me. I look at the clock and it’s 11:15 am.

I didn’t get to bed until 3am this morning as I was out late after I phoned Storm last night, I went for a walk and someone’s blood called to me and I fed of them. I can live on animal blood but, I try not to do that to much.

I’m back upstair’s now and in the shower, once out I get dried, returning to my bedroom and get dressed, I put on a pair or black jean’s and a white silk shirt, with a long black jacket. I also put on a pair of black loafer’s.

I look at the clock on my night stand, damn it’s 11:45 am, I run down the stair’s. Pausing to look out my front room window which look’s out over the park.

I can see Storm walking toward’s the old oak tree using my vampire speed I run to the park and sit under the tree I can hear andsmell her blood.

I must remember to act human and wait for her to speak to me before I move. Hello Armand. I look up at her and smile. Hello Storm, I’m glad you came. She smile’s which is so magical. I’m glad I came to.

We laugh together and she come’s toward’s me to sit down so I decide to ask her if she would like too come to my house, which is across the street as it look’s like rain and she is only wearing a thin jacket.

Storm would you like to come to my house. She look’s at me scared. Why. I know what she is thinking, I can see it in her eye’s she think’s I want to get her alone to beat her.

I only live across the road and we would be more comfortable It also look’s like it’s going to rain. She look’s at the ground. Um I’m not sure. I look at her. You’ll be safe, i promise. She nod’s and I get up.

We walk together through the park and as we get close to the road I point out my house to her. We then cross the road and walk up the step’s to my front door.

I open the door for her and she step’s inside I then follow her, once inside I shut the door behind me. I then walk to the first inner door and open it she walk’s into my lounge and look’s around.

I walk past her and go into the kitchen to make her a coffee, I pop my head around the door. Storm how do you like your coffee. She smile’s at me.

As I have caught her looking at a picture of me and my Father. White with two sugar’s please. I nod and go make her one, I pour myself some blood into a black cup.

We are sat on the sofa together right opposite where we are sat is the tv it’smounted on the wall. I pick up the