The Vampire That Loved Me, Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Ricky and Isabelle looked at each other. She heard her mom open the door and then slam it shut. She heard the loud hearty laughter of a man mixed in with her mother’s. Her mother’s boyfriend must be with her. She rolled her eyes and got up, pulling him up with her. She pulled him towards the door, but he stopped and stood his ground.

“What are you doing,” he asked, sounding panicked.

“If you’re going to stay and help me with my math, she’s got to know you’re here,” she said, trying to pull him towards the door.

“I’m not sure that’s such a good idea,” he said. He sounded hesitant, but he took one step with her towards the door.

He finally gave in and went downstairs with her. Isabelle let go of his hand before walking into the living room so her mother wouldn’t suspect anything. They found her mom, Vanessa, and her mom’s boyfriend, Bryan, sitting on the couch together. They were both totally drunk, looking ready to pass out at any minute. But they were both still awake, chatting up a storm, occasionally laughing loudly at something the other had said.

Vanessa looked up at Isabelle and asked, “Who is that?”

Ricky took a step forward. He introduced himself as Ricky and stepped backward to Isabelle’s side.

“How long has he been here? You have school in an hour young lady,” Vanessa said.

Isabelle sighed. “Mom, it’s only about eleven. He’s helping me with my math homework. He’ll be leaving soon. I’ll see you in the morning,” she said. She grabbed Ricky’s arm and pulled him back up the stairs to her room.

Isabelle slammed the door and threw herself down on her bed. She felt Ricky sit down.

“I’m so sorry you had to see her like that,” she said.

“It’s ok,” he said.

“No it’s not,” she shouted, sitting up.

Tears streamed down her face. She shouted, “I hate her! I don’t know how many times I’ve seen that guy with other women. I’ve tried over and over to tell her she should leave him, but she won’t listen to me. She thinks that I only want to break them up because I want her and her time all to myself. I always come home to find him here. He’s such a loser!" She began sobbing again.

Ricky pulled her into a hug and let her cry. He patted her back soothingly and whispered, “Shh. It’ll be fine. I’m here.”

Eventually, she calmed down. She pulled away from him and got up to grab a Kleenex. She blew her nose and sat back down on the bed. She looked at him and noticed that the front of his shirt was sopping wet.

“Oh jeez,” she said.

“It’s ok,” he said. He then took off his shirt, folded it neatly, and set it on the windowsill. He sat back down on the bed next to her and gritted his teeth, trying not to let them chatter.

She looked over at him and chuckled. She got up and rummaged through one of her drawers, bringing back a big t-shirt for him to put on.

“I don’t know how small it’ll be. They’re big enough for me to sleep in, so I think it’ll fit,” she said.

“It should be fine,” he said, pulling the shirt down over his head. It fit perfectly; it wasn’t too big or too small and it showed off his stomach muscles nicely.

He looked up to find her staring intently at his stomach. He chuckled and she looked up. “No more distractions pet. Get your math,” he said.

While she was searching through her backpack for her math paper, all she could think about was the little name he’d called her. Pet. It was nice. She smiled to herself as she walked back to the bed with the paper.