Awakening by Ella Price Page B

the
staircase. I saw the outside through the glass windows. I couldn’t remember the
last time I just went for a walk at night. I left the house via the front door.
No one was around to see me leave. I figured Luca was busy with Kate, and Kai
was still in the kitchen. I considered going to see Drake. I hadn’t seen him in
a day or so. I wasn’t even sure he would be home. I decided I wanted to be
alone, so I walked toward the park.
    It
was a beautiful night. The park was dark, and full of horny, drunk teenagers.
It was a vampire’s dream. In the past this would have been my hunting ground. I
stepped off the path into the woods. It was a beautiful night.
    “You
shouldn’t be out here alone,” a familiar male voice said.
    I
turned, and Cornelius was standing not far from me. He looked the same as he
did the last time I saw him. He was un-kept, and dirty looking. I didn’t
understand why he wasn’t taking care of himself. “Why not? I am not afraid,” I
said quietly as I watched him.
    He
watched me like he wasn’t sure what to do with me. “You aren’t her,” he said
quietly after a minute.
    “Then
why are you following me?” I countered. I didn’t understand why he was so
determined to keep me away, but at the same time he was obviously following me.
    He
looked hesitant like he wasn’t sure how to answer. “I’m not. I was here first,
and I saw you.”
    I
looked at him not sure what to say. I didn’t believe him for a minute. He
didn’t seem like he would come out of his house just to go for a stroll. “I
should go,” I said, then I turned to walk away.
    He
suddenly appeared in front of me, and my pulse quickened. He was close to me,
and his expression was intense. I was starting to worry a little. I had a knife
on me, but I doubted I would be quick enough to get it before he got to me. I
didn’t think I would be able to use it anyway. I cared about him too much, and
I didn’t understand why he was acting like he was.
    “You
look just like her, smell just like her, taste just like her,” he whispered. He
seemed like he was in his own little world. It was like he was trying to make
excuses for not believing I was alive.
    “That
would be because I am her,” I said softly as I walked past him.
    He
caught me around the waist from behind. I felt the rush of being transported,
and he dropped me onto the floor of a bedroom. I could tell by the décor it was
his house, and more than likely his bedroom.
    I
scowled as I climbed to my feet. “You could not drop me on the damn floor,” I
snapped. I was getting annoyed with his behavior. I didn’t understand why he
brought me back to his house. He was watching me like he expected me to do
something.
    I
certainly wasn’t going to do anything if he didn’t shower or change. I decided
to start the shower, and try to tempt him into showering. I walked to the
bathroom, and started the shower. He watched me like he was curious about what
I was doing. I turned to face him. I slowly started to undress in front of him.
I wasn’t really sure why he was acting like this. All I knew is I wanted him
back to the way he was before I died.
    His
eyes scoured my body once I was completely naked. I walked over to him. I was
surprised he didn’t pull away from me. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt. I slid
his shirt down his shoulders. I tossed it aside, then knelt in front of him and
pulled his boots off. I undid his pants, and slid them off him. I stood, and
took his hand. I led him into the shower stall. He was watching me like he
didn’t trust me. The water ran over his body. I ran my fingers through his hair
wetting his hair as I did. I liked that he was letting me close to him. I
poured soap in my hands, and began to wash his hair. I loved touching him. I
didn’t realize how much I wanted to touch him until that moment. I washed him,
running my hands over every inch of his body. He remained completely still like
he was in a trance. He was watching me like he still