chapter 17 : More Vampires

Alexander sat beneath a tree since it was the daytime. He motioned for Becca to sit next to him. When she didn��t move an inch, he said, ��Let��s sit and hear your childhood story, shall we?��
She gave a curt smile and made her way to sit next to him. She sat and looked up at the bright sky. ��I didn��t have a happy childhood; rather it was a pretty rough one.�� She started saying, ��My mom died while giving birth to me. Since then, Dad has been raising me on his own and he is the only family I have left, which is why I obey him all the time. I can��t lose the only family I have.��
��No wonder why you don��t ever argue with him,�� he mumbled.
She failed to understand what he meant, so she continued, ��Dad never talks to me properly. He always says hurtful things to me. For him, I could never make proper friends.��
��Is that why you were eager to be friends with me and Lucas?�� questioned Alexander.
She nodded and said softly, ��Yes. I am sorry for forcing you into this friendship.�� She added, ��I never have had friends before, so I intended to be myself and make tons of friends as soon as I got into college.��
He entwined his hand with hers when she didn��t say anything about it, he said, ��You don��t have to apologize for being my friend, Becca. I am glad to be your friend, and I am sure so is that bastard, Lucas.��
She chuckled at the way he mentioned Lucas. ��The best thing that has ever happened to me in childhood was my dog, Seniha. I got her when I was five.�� Her eyes lit up in happiness at the mention of her dog. ��I was crying in one corner of the garden and all of a sudden, Seniha ran to me from the Bellmor jungle. I took her into the house and Dad had scolded me. That was when he banned me from going outside without his permission. I promised him to obey if he let me keep Seniha with me, which he agreed to.��
��So is your father taking proper care of Seniha in your absence?�� he inquired.
She heaved a sigh. ��I don��t know. Dad hasn��t been good to me, but I know he loves me. For me, he will definitely take good care of Seniha.��
��I doubt that,�� he uttered.
��All I can do is pray for Seniha��s well-being,�� she mumbled.
��Looks like the best things that happen to you always arrive at the garden of your house,�� he told Becca and smirked.
She chortled at the double meaning of it. She met Alexander in her garden like she met Seniha. Not responding to that remark, she looked at him, and asked, ��What was the best thing that ever happened in your childhood?��
Alexander twitched his lips, thinking of a proper reply. That was when a genuine smile formed on his face as he answered, ��My brother.��
��You have a brother?�� She arched an eyebrow.
He nodded his head. ��My parents died after my birth, so my brother was the one who raised me and took care of me. He would understand me without even telling him how I felt.�� He continued, ��You know, Becca, I never wished for anything.��
��Why?�� she asked curiously.
��Because he gave me everything without even asking for it,�� he responded.
��Your brother must be very nice then.�� She noticed the cute smile on his face, seeing his dimples for the first time.
��Indeed. He is the best brother ever,�� he said and glanced at Becca, only to find her still looking at him. ��What?��
��You look cute when you smile. You even have dimples like me,�� she let out.
Alexander felt a little bit embarrassed at the compliment he received since he barely got any before. Becca was the only one who would bluntly say that he was handsome and also cute. Why would this blunt girl be my soulmate? Just why? he wondered.
He was about to remove his hand which was holding Becca��s but she tightened her grip, not wanting to let go of his hands.
��We should take this wood we collected and head back to the camp. It will be evening soon,�� he announced, a pile of wood was in a bag next to them, which they collected together.
Becca liked the weather, especially when there was calming wind along with the sunset. ��Let��s stay like this for a while,�� she said.
Alexander didn��t protest and quietly watched the sun setting, along with Becca��their hands entwined with each other.
It was already past evening. Becca and Alexander were heading towards the camp with the bag of dry wood.
All of a sudden, a cold wind blew Becca��s hair, as she turned to stare into the dark place in the jungle. She could feel something bad lurking nearby; her heartbeat fastened in fear.
Alexander, who was walking ahead of her, turned back when he didn��t hear Becca chatter anymore. He saw her standing at a spot and flashed the flashlight beam in her direction. ��What happened? Are you okay?��
When she didn��t respond and continued staring at the dark spot, Alexander walked towards her, feeling the same strong power Becca felt.
His eyes grew as wide as saucers. He knew it was the vampires like him. His phone chimed all of a sudden.
He took it out of his pocket, only to find a text from Pristine.
Pristine: Alert! The vampire world is aware of the vampire potion now. My assistant spilled the beans and spread it all over. Everyone will be after Becca now. Do your task ASAP.
He grabbed Becca��s hand once again since he couldn��t let the other vampires meet Becca at any cost since they were here for her. ��Becca, it��s not safe for us to stay here alone. Let��s head back to the camp right now.��
��Alex, someone is coming. I can feel it.��
��It might be dangerous creatures, Becca. We cannot risk it.�� He pulled her with him as he started walking towards the camp. ��Let��s go.��
Becca walked along with Alexander, her eyes often glancing back to that dark place. She could feel a connection there, similar to what she felt with Alexander and Vanessa. But the difference was, she felt safe and secure with Alex and Vanessa, however, with whoever was lurking there in the dark place, she felt terror. She knew danger was waiting for her there. She could just get that feeling.
Whereas, Alexander knew that he had to fasten up with his plan because the other vampires were aware of the vampire potion now. Everyone would want to become the king, but he had to make sure that Phil Insworthe would be titled as the king after the war between the vampires that took place 150 years ago.
He stole a glance at Becca. She could feel the same I was feeling, yet she had no idea that she was feeling the presence of the vampires, he thought, I wish I could tell you the truth, Becca, but I don��t have much time now.