Free Diary of a Vampeen by Christin Lovell Page B

creature.
    Hearing the rev of his engine as he
sped off, I returned to the kitchen to finish my sandwich. Still
hungry, I grabbed a slice of cold pizza and a coke from the
fridge.
    "I'm going to call Mel," I announced
already heading towards the stairs.
    "Ok sweetie. Good night," my mother
called after me.
    I dialed Mel and revisited the events
of the night with her leaving out Kellan’s bookstore secret. She
reveled in every element despite the negative outlook I now held
over my relationship with Mike. Amidst her commenting though, her
mom walked in the door.
    "Got to go for tonight Lex. My mom
just got home. I'll talk to you tomorrow," she promised. I could
tell by her tone that she was upset about missing the outing. Mel
had a complicated living situation with her mom and brother. I was
the only person she was allowed to spend unlimited time with, but
even that had its restrictions.
    "'kay, night," I replied.
    By the time my conversation ended with
Mel it was 11:30pm. I laid back on my bed. Although things were
awkward at points, overall it was a good night. I still couldn’t
get a handle on my attraction for Kellan; we had some strange
connection I couldn’t describe beyond the physical. With one look
into his eyes I desired more; my self-control went out the window
and I was clay in his hands. But emotionally, mentally, I was drawn
into him, lost in him as if he were a stimulating piece of
literature.
    Then there was Mike. He was a
good-looking guy. While he was annoying at times, I was pretty sure
his intentions were pure. Consequently, there was so much to
consider, especially when you added in the secret Kellan almost
shared. I was exhausted just entertaining my mind with it all, and
quickly fell into a light sleep. I began to dream of Kellan, but
just knowing I could do everything I desired with him in my dreams,
I allowed myself to slip deeper into sleep.

Chapter 6
    I woke up in a daze, again questioning
the events of the night before. I glanced at my bedside clock,
surprised when it read 12:32pm. I must have been exhausted; I never
slept more than eight hours so it definitely was not like me to
sleep twelve.
    I felt my phone buzzing beside me,
still attached to the charger. I unplugged it and was immediately
bombarded with alerts. I had two missed calls from Mel, a text from
Mel, a text from Kellan, a missed call from Mike and two text
messages from Mike. I checked Mel’s text first – ‘Call me ASAP!
Mike is on his way over!’ Kellan wrote ‘Text me when you’re up.’
Mike’s first message read ‘Good morning’, and the next asked ‘Got
any plans today?’
    I text Kellan back quickly, ‘I’m
up.’
    Then I text Mike, ‘no plans so far,
but then again I just got up.’
    Before I could even dial Mel’s number
my phone was buzzing; it was her.
    “Hello?”
    “O.M.G. Lex! Where the heck have you
been?!” she yelled.
    “I just woke up. What’s going on? What
happened?” I immediately panicked at her tone despite being groggy
still.
    “Mike is what happened,” she stated
firmly.
    “I don’t get it. What’s going
on?”
    “Lex, open your bedroom door and
listen downstairs,” she instructed.
    “NO! He isn’t!”
    “Lex, I’ve been trying to warn you. I
talked to Rando earlier. Apparently Mike was talking a lot of crap
last night and this morning since you gave him the brush off in
front of Kellan. The scary part is he sounds obsessive Rando said.
It’s like he’s hell bent on marking his territory. He wasn’t like
this before, I swear. I didn’t even know this side of him existed.
Rando said it was like he snapped. Oh my gosh, I would never have
encouraged you to have a relationship with a potentially abusive
stalker. I’m so sorry Lex. Please say you forgive me,” she pleaded
amidst explanation.
    “I haven’t even been awake for five
minutes and already my day is upside down,” I whined. I sighed,
debating what to do. What could I do really? He was downstairs,
which meant