“I Love You Liberian Girl”

Fic #2

The drive there wasn’t much to awe at. You would’ve be lucky enough to even see a deer crossing the road.

And even when you got to the part of Gary you’ll be living at, wasn’t much there to get riled up for either. Just trash infested roads and dark clouds.

You didn’t really enjoy the move all so much. Not because of the town you were going to, I mean from what you saw you assumed you were gonna hate it, but it felt like more so an extra “fuck you” to a larger issue at hand. You were gonna be so lonely. You didn’t know anybody and nobody knew you outside of the church. On top of that, when you all got to the house your father sat you down immediately and explained some strict ass rules that could be classified as being on parole.

• No staying out past 5

• No talking to people outside the church

• No hanging out after school to go places without either one of parents

• Stay after church

Basically don’t do anything that could help you have any type of social life.

Your father won’t even let you move out to stay on campus of your new college. You now have to drive an hour everyday to make it your campus. Let’s not even mention the traffic. So safe to say, this is gonna be some shit.

“Look baby, I know this isn’t what you expected your life to be, I know that. I know you want to go out and want to start being social, I know, but I can’t risk you being hurt by some of these monsters out here. Especially them vampires. Once you graduate you’re gonna be free to do whatever you want, but for now, you’re gonna have to follow these rules.”

You let out a long sigh and a simple “ok” before getting your stuff out of the car and heading towards your room. You start unpacking and start putting things away until you sit down on the floor, head leaning against your bed. Rethinking every decision leading up to this. How much your life is going to change for the good and bad. Already tired of everything and everyone.

By the time your done packing it’s already dark out. You decide to check out the rest of the house. You look at the bathrooms, other rooms, your dad’s new office, etc. Nothing too crazy. It’s good enough. You continue looking until your mother calls your name. You head to where she is and she asks you if you want to go on a drive around town. You agree because, it’s either that or staying inside the hot ass house.

You two head outside and into the car, chatting about girl stuff and opening up to her on how you felt about the whole situation. You could always come to your mama about these types of things cause she was way more lenient than your father.

“I don’t know, I just don’t like it at all. The rules, the town, the house, none of it. I won’t be able to make friends for real and-“

“Well, baby, you’re not really that social anyways.”

“I know just, I wanted to work on that this summer, but now I can kiss that goodbye.”

“Well, maybe when we get to church you can meet some new people.”

You sigh, “Maybe.” and you two keep on driving until you both make it to the main part of town. And not gonna lie, it actually didn’t seem half bad. Really and truly you were expecting some shit out of those old western movies like little house on the prairie or something like that but you were actually so wrong. It had some cool shops with some cute clothes, restaurants, a skating rink, arcade, shit even a club, and way more. I guess your father just chose the wrong part of town.

Y’all go inside a little ice cream parlor and wait in line. People were buzzing and conversation was flowing, which was surprising for what time it was. You look around, grasping the design of the place, until your eyes stopped near the back where you see a group of boys together. Looks like brothers. You move up in line and get a better look at them, and they all look good as hell, but one really caught your eye. He was at the jukebox trynna convince the others to give him some money.

Curls swinging infront of his face, the most beautiful set of brown eyes that were glistening from the lights, his dimples appearing every few seconds that just made him look even more gorgeous, and even though the parlor was full of people talking, his soft voice stood out from everyone else’s sending chills down your spine. He was wearing a white shirt with a red and yellow letterman jacket covering over it with a nice pair of blue jeans that you couldn’t help but notice hugging all the right spots.

You were so caught up in looking at this angel of a man you didn’t even realize one of his brothers caught you in the act.

“Ay, Mike!” He grabs his attention and tilts his head towards you, which makes the boy turn his head to see you, locking eyes for a brief moment before you get embarrassed and turn your head straight forward. The boy is now looking at you, making the roles reversed and a slight blush creeps on his face before smiling and turning right back towards the jukebox.

The others tease him about it while you listen and get embarrassed. Your mother caught on and nudged you in the should with her elbow.

“Ouuu girl, I saw you staring.”

“Mama please.”

“It’s ok I won’t snitch.”

She holds out her pinky to you and you obliged while you move up in line to the counter to place your order. You get the ice cream and leave to continue exploring before taking one last good look at the boy to see him do the same. You both smile and wave at each other before you head out.

You get done walking and head back to the house where your father is getting ready to head to the church.

“How was the town girls?”

You take a glance at your mother to make sure she remembers the little promise y’all made.

“It was good baby, got some ice cream and saw some good sights.”

She walks past your father to go to the kitchen for him to look at you and smile. You do the same and head to your room and flop onto your bed. You lay there staring at the ceiling, thinking about the boy at the ice cream parlor. He just looked so perfect. From his curls, to his big brown eyes, lips, smile. He looked around your age. Wasn’t overly tall, but good enough. He was skinny, but still had somewhat meat on his bones. Just how you liked it.

You continued to reminisce until you get disturbed by a loud knock on the door. You get up to go see who it is before your father gets to the door first and carefully opens it.

“Um excuse me sir, but your dog is tearing down your fence.”

You pause. That voice.

You lean over your dad’s shoulder to get a good look at the visitor and surely enough it’s him. The boy from the parlor.

Your mother comes up behind to see what’s going on and she also is shocked to see the boy, but more so the fence.

“Oh my lord-“

“Oh my, thank you son but we don’t have a dog.”

Your mom and dad runs out to the yard to stop this big ass dog from tearing down y’all’s fence. You walk up to the frame to see the action, but not without your heart beating so fast it feels like you might have a heart attack.

“Wow I thought that dog was yours.”

He turns to you and you do the same. Locking eyes once again making your heart go faster. He was even prettier up close.

“O-Oh nah, daddy don’t do… dogs…or animals in… general”

Your speech is all over the place, but he lets out a chuckle.

“Yea my parents don’t do animals either so yea.”

“Mmm… oh my name is y/n.”

You couldn’t even help yourself. It just came out. This could be your only opportunity to atleast make a new friend in this town.

“Oh that’s beautiful, I’m Michael.”

He gives you one of his smiles that just melts your heart right away. You two continue the conversation for a bit all the while you try to maintain sanity.

“Y’all must’ve just moved here?”

“O-oh yea, how could you tell?”

“Well I just never seen y’all in town and the you got a pile of boxes in the middle of the floor.”

“Oh- you are so right.”

“You like the town so far?”

“It’s ok. We didn’t really get to go anywhere for real.”

“Awh that’s a shame. You know… I could maybe help with that. Show you around one day.”

Your heart might as well just grow legs and start walking out your chest. You agree without a thought in the world, forgetting all your father’s rules. Live life on the edge.

“Of course! Wait right here.”

You run inside the house to get a piece of paper and start writing your number down. While you do that, your parents finally got that dog to leave. And go and thank Michael for telling them.

“Thank you so much son for telling u-“

“Here you go Mike!”

You go to hand him the piece of paper, but before he can grab it, your father intercepts and snatches from your hand.

“Y/n WHAT are you doing? Have you forgot all that I just said not too long ago?”

Michael just stand there awkwardly while your father berates you on giving your number out to a random boy.

“Daddy if you think if he was a vampire or just dangerous in general than why didn’t you tell him to shoo while y’all were dealing with the dog?”

“Don’t question me, I was caught up in the moment! Also he maybe just was smart and knew not to eat you yet cause we’re here.”

“Daddy he could’ve taken us all and wo-“

“Lemme tell you something, don’t question me ever again do you hear me?!”

“Daddy-“

“Y/n tell him goodbye and go to your room.”

“Daddy I’m 23 finna be 24 you can’t send me-“

“And you still under my roof-“

“BECAUSE YOU WONT LET ME MOVE OU-“

“HEY BOTH OF YOU STOP IT NOW.”

Your mother finally chimes in and lets Michael go on his marry way, but she takes the paper from your father’s hand and gives it to the boy.

“She’s free on Saturdays. You have a nice night baby.”

She waves him goodbye and your father just stares at your mother before she sends you to your room. Which you do with a smile while your father is dumbfounded.

“Now you know-“

“What’s one little friend outside the church is gonna do to her huh?”

“GET HER KILLED?”

“Baby cmon now you know-“

“Woman don’t qu-“

“Who you calling a woman.”

Your parents go back and forth while you sit in your room, waiting for the call.

Couple of days go by. From that night, you and Mike talk every single day. You two even made up a Saturday to meet. Now unfortunately he chose 7:00pm which is way outside your curfew, but you hatch up a plan that’ll work perfectly. Your father stays after church for awhile long time on the weekends. Like till 10:00pm. So you convince your mom to drive you to meet up with Michael with the promise to be back in time before your father arrives back home. So technically you’re not sneaking out, your just going out WITH your parents permission. Which is the holy thing to do.

So Saturday rolls around and your father leaves and you start getting ready. Nothing too much just some nice summer clothes, perfect for the night. Your mom drives you to the meeting spot and stays until Michael comes.

“Hi.” You look over at him and give him a little side hug. He does the same and your mom tells you to meet right back here at this exact spot at 8:00pm. Giving you an hour to explore. You agree and wave her goodbye. She drives off and it’s just you and Michael.

“You want some ice cream?” He hold his hand out for you to take it and you do, walking right to the ice cream parlor where you two met.

After that, you guys just walked. Talking about the move and how you feel trapped and alone, him agreeing a saying he feels like that too sometimes. The tension between you two was building up more and more as y’all walked.

Michael then began to go on this long rant on how he “never really had friends for real” and that “everyone used to say I was weird and a monster. I just don’t understand.” Which broke your heart. Michael has been nothing but a gentleman to you this whole experience.

“Yea… people think I’m weird too so I get where you’re coming from. I didn’t like the move, but I really liked the opportunity for a fresh start. Maybe make some new friends, but then daddy’s rules crushed all that for me so, I gave up on that goal.”

“Well, if it makes you feel better, you did gain a new friend. So that’s something to be proud of.”

A blush started creeping up your face and Michael saw and smiled, pulling you close and interlocking arms as you two continued to walk.

8:00pm finally rolled around and you two returned to meet your mom and she takes you home. Before that though, you two scheduled another outing together so you tell her and she agrees to take you back here to meet him again. You wave goodbye to Michael and he does the same and you drive off.

The next couple outings were like that with you and Mike growing to know more about each after every meet up, and tension would grow higher too. Sure, Mike would start being a little weird more and more, but not in a bad way. More like he was nervous. Now usually, would you would nervous on the first meet up and then start to calm down, but Michael seemed to get more and more nervous after every one them, like he was getting anxious by the second, but it wasn’t nothing major. But this night might’ve been his worse.

See y’all did the regular routine you know dad leave , mom drops you off, y’all hang out, yada yada yada, but then when 8:00 rolled around and you two head to the meet up spot, your mom wasn’t there.

You sit there looking dumbfounded, but when you turn to Mike, you can see him tense up.

“She might just be a little late, that’s all.”

“Oh… yea maybe.”

You two sit down at a nearby bench and continue waiting while chatting. But Michael is getting more tense and anxious by the second, he even starts sweating at one point.

“Oh Michael are you ok?”

“Huh? Oh y-yea I’m good… damn where is your mom.”

You start to get concern for Mike because you can see a hint of worry creeping up on his face for a bit.

“You know what, how about we just start walking home so you can lay down for a bit? It isn’t that far from here for real.”

Michael side eyes you, astonished at your bravery.

“You’re not scared?”

“Not really, to be honest I just think the whole monster shit is a bunch of mess. And mind you, we’re sitting here on a bench in the middle of town with nobody here for real. If they wanted us they could’ve gotten us right now.”

“…”

Michael just looks straight down.

“Come on, we’ll just go straight there.”

You hold out your hand and he reluctantly gets up and takes it and you two start walking home.

You continue chatting, but Michael seems quieter. Blank expression on his face and looking straight forward trying not to look at you while you ramble about some bull shit just to not make the situation awkward. But all he could do is reply with “mhm” and “yea”. You turn towards Mike for a split second while he isn’t paying attention and you notice something. A light tint of crimson in his eye. You immediately turn your head back to the front, brushing it off thinking the street lights were just reflecting off of his eyes making it look like that.

As you two continue walking you also notice Michael’s breathing getting heavier which starts making you worried thinking he’s having some type of silent panic attack or something.

“Michael… you ok.”

“…mhm”

You place a hand on his arm, but notice that he is a little cold. But the thing is, it’s 80 degrees out so you’re confused, but still try to get him to your house faster to check on him.

You two finally make it to the house and to your luck, neither of your parents are home. You grab the extra key from under the mat and unlock the door and go inside. But Michael just stays back. Standing right in-front of the door not moving a muscle. You turn to him and look confused.

“You ok?”

“Can I come in?”

You jerk your head back, confused at the question.

“Duh dumbass cmon bru.” You signal Michael to enter into your house and he is just in awe at your lack survival instincts. You would think for a father to be so afraid of his daughter being taken by vampires, he would’ve told her some of the signs.

Nevertheless he enters the home, closing the door behind him and letting out a long sigh before following you to your bedroom. You two enter and you lock the door behind you, sending even more chills down his spine hearing the click. He sits on your bed and you do the same and grab your remote.

“Ok you lay down on the pillows while I find something for us to watch ok?”

Michael lays down as you flip through the channels trying to find something good on. You end up finding a movie and lay down next to him, your leg propped up on his stomach. Rubbing his arm while the movie you turned on starts to play.

But ironically in this moment that is supposed to help Michael relax, actually just makes him worse.He swears he can hear sound of your blood rushing through your veins with your neck just looking like it wants to be bit.

At this point he’s actually so close to saying “fuck it” and sink his teeth right into your neck. But he pushes through because he doesn’t want to hurt you. He loves you too much to do that. Michael has grown to have a big crush on you, so if you find out what he actually is, that might ruin your relationship with him and he would loose his chance. Even though you couldn’t care less.

So he pushes through and it actually looks like he might make it. Until he accidentally takes a good look at you. Your neck on full display, shimmering in the moonlight.

Gorgeous.

He pauses, trying to fight the urge before he takes one good shallow down his throat and closes his eyes, already ashamed on what he’s about to do.

He pulls you closer gives you one good kiss on the lips. Warm and soft. You’re taken back by the sudden action and before you could react his lips start moving in a steady rhythm on yours leaving you even more dumbfounded. But after you gain back sense you immediately find the rhythm and start to do the same.

He finds his way on top of you, not all the way, but good enough. Every second his true form shines through. His eyes turn crimson behind his eye lids as his body temperature starts decreasing. But you’re too distracted by the kiss to even pay attention. He then starts kissing down. Reaching your jawline and giving it little pecks as you let out little gasps and giggles that rile him up even more. He then reaches your upper neck, leaving even more kisses as he goes down before eventually finding the perfect spot.

He starts licking and kissing on the sensitive area as little moans leave you, originally to get you distracted, but then he also starts to get a bit carried away, almost forgetting the whole biting thing. He finally snaps back and starts letting his fangs grow out. Sliding over your neck, but still to distracted by the pleasure to even pay it any mind.

Michael is now fully in his true form.

He pulls up to your ear for a brief second to whisper something in it. Fangs gently grazing your skin.

“Hey y/n” voice softer than silk. Not even ashamed any more for what he’s about to do.

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

He goes back down to your neck and gives it one last good kiss before he opens his mouth,the tip of his fangs already poking at your skin before he-

“Y/n baby we’re home!”

The front door closes shut as your parents enter the house. Michael pauses and lets up off of you and y’all snap right back into reality. You two panic and he gets up off of you and instantly goes back into his human form before you can notice.

“Shhh stay right there hold up.”

You make a dash towards your window and gently open it as you hear footsteps coming towards your door.

“Sweet heart open the door!”

“I can’t im naked hold up!”

You signal Michael to jump out the window and he does so. But before he could run for it, you grab him and give him a good kiss on the lips.

“Call me tomorrow.”

He nods his head and smiles before running up the road into the night. You close your window and go up to the door to see your mother on the other side.

“Oh baby I am so sorry I didn’t pick you up. Your father needed me to help him at the church so I got roped into that. Are you ok?”

“Yes ma’am I’m good!”

“Oh ok baby, well you have a goodnight ok?”

“Mkay, love you.”

She gives you a kiss on your cheek and leaves. You shut the door behind her and lock it again. Making your way back your bed and flopping right on it.

Reminiscing on all that happened tonight, and how you can’t wait to see him again.

But as you continue to reminisce you remember at the end something poking your neck while Michael was kissing it. You take your hand and go up to the spot to feel two little indents. You look confused, but too tired to investigate it any further.

You just lay down and start daydreaming about the new relationship you and Michael possibly created tonight.