Small chaos .42

Draven POV

After a very disturbing open discussion, Sam went inside and whispered to us 'Get her alone in your bathroom tub!'.

It was puzzling but I did ask for her help.

"Why are you doing this. I don't want you to go. I don't want to be alone in the bathtub. I'm not used to it. Azazel always bath me. Draven!"

"Calm down, my Queen. Azazel and I just need to coordinate the humans downstairs and will soon join you. Try and relax. It's not good for your body to accumulate so much stress."

We leave her be, but hide in the walk-in closet.

"I don't like this, Babe. Feels wrong to be hiding here."

"Silence. We need to do this my love. We need to resolve this issue before it turns to hunt us later."

We hear Samantha and Mia entering the bedroom and knocking on the bathroom door.

As soon as they go in, we leave the walk-in closet to hear their conversation. I know it's wrong, but I need to know what is going on.

What comes out of Kittens mouth is both euphoric and devastating.

Maybe this relationship is too much for a human to partake.

Sam appears and signals for us to follow.

We do. We go to the study room to talk.

"Sire, you heard it."

"I did. What should I make out of it? Still haven't reached that conclusion."

"I think you'll have to submit to her. She's like a kitten peeing on your shoes."

"Samantha. Don't be ridiculous. I am not the kind of person to submit."

"She showed you the darkest parts of her soul. I honestly think that she's scared because one of you didn't show her everything in return. I'm guessing that would be you. Azazel is clearly more malleable than you."

"That makes no sense."

"Draven, Sire. You'll have to bear your soul to her, I don't know how. You will know how. If you let Morgan see you at your most vulnerable state, she will believe that you'll never ever leave her, and she will settle."

"Babe. You know what to do." Azazel quickly replies.

"Unfortunately, I think I do. We need to talk Azazel. I need some alone time with our Queen."

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Morgan POV

Dinner is a tense affair.

Azazel is spoiling me rotten, Mia is too serious to recognize and Draven is something else I can't identify.

Samantha speaks to Mia lowly throughout diner and I try to smile.

Draven suddenly gets up.

"Friends and family, I would like to make an announcement."

The table falls silent.

"I'll apologize in advance for bringing such news in such a short period of time, but we must return home tomorrow before lunch. I hope you don't be offended but I have some family issues I have to deal with. Don't worry. Nobody died, however me and Morgana are falling behind to get the house in order before the arrival of some family members. Believe me when I say that this came to a surprise as much as it is for you. Azazel and Sam will take you to the city. Let's enjoy tonight. July we'll be together again. Cheers!"

Everybody drank to that, except me. I'm not drinking alcohol tonight.

"Are Alex and Mal coming here tomorrow?" I ask Draven.

"Don't worry Kitten. I'll explain everything later."

We play true or dare.

The vampires were starting to drink too much, because always choose dare, fortunately they don't get drunk.

I told the truth always even from Cathya.

"Have you ever tried doble-penetration?"

"I have two boyfriends. What do you think?" I answered.

"Do they make you beg for it?"

"Just because you have submissive personality, doesn't mean that every other woman does too, Cathya."

"Is Draven dick that big?"

"Like a horse."

At least we all have fun. I didn't want to drink, I'm not totally sold on the idea that I am not pregnant.

It's weird. I want to go to college and keep the plan I have for years. I feel a pull to protect any living form that could be inside me, even If I'm not sure it is.

I don't think I'm remotely ready to be a mom. I am not. I hope I'm not bearing a child. I also hope that I am.

Women are wired differently. We really are.

"So," I start, "now that is only the three of us in this bedroom. Can someone tell me why are we cutting our weekend short? Not by much, but still..."

Azazel puts a hand on Draven arm.

That's different.

"Morgan. Draven wants to spend some alone time with you tomorrow."

"Okay, for any specific reason?"

"I will return here to join both of you after dinner. I will sleep with you and then Monday morning we will talk. Draven already spoke to your father on the phone. He apologized and ask him if he would allow you to stay until Monday afternoon. That is when we will all be returning to the city."

"What is this? I'm not liking this. You are hiding things from me."

"Morgan." Azazel continue, "I, Azazel. I am asking you to trust me, like I unconditionally trust you."

"Of course, baby. I will. I am. I'll wait for whatever it is you both need to figure out."

"Thank you. Let's sleep, my love. You'll have a long day tomorrow."

I sleep in a normal vampire cocoon. For some reason I feel well enough for this. I feel connected enough to just lay on Z's chest and feel Draven protecting my back.

Next morning it's a small chaos. I try to help everyone in any way I can.

How come there's pieces of clothing sparse everywhere. Young adults are messy as fuck.

Everyone is able to pack by eleven hours and we also had time to have breakfast.

Sam is a whole other story. She is not a morning vampire.

Mia went to wake her up at ten thirty and got yelled at. I had to intervene.

Sam apologized nonstop to Mia. Mia just laugh it out and gave her coffee. It was a good call.

By eleven thirty they are all inside the cars, ready to go. I kiss Azazel goodbye. I know I will see him tonight but that is our business.

I watch them drive away and sigh.

What is happening today? Why is Draven staying behind with me to have and I quote 'Alone time'?

I go inside and lock the doors and windows. I am practically alone in this house. A sleeping vampire is no protection at all.

I start with the kitchen and putt all the plates, glasses and cutlery away. I load the washing machine again and click in the buttons it to start again.

I collect all the clothes, thrown blankets, sheets and various bedding stuff to the laundry room.

I load the machine and turn it on, selecting the whites' program.

I tidy the place up. I vacuum clean the dining and living room and swipe all the kitchen counters and island.

I feel useful and sit in the living room watching a new anime that Mia recommended me.

7 seeds. It is as cool as she told me.

"Kitten." I hear Draven's voice.

"Hey sleepy head. Don't worry I already cleaned most of the place up. I know usually is Z that is obsessed with housekeeping, but the boy needs a rest too." I smile up to him. He's too serious. Maybe its coffee that he needs.

"I also brew some coffee this morning. You can go and have it. It's in the kitchen."

He disappears, "You're welcome."

And sits next to me.

"Thank you, but there was no need for all that. I can call a person and she come here and cleans, from time to time. It's okay."

"Oh. She can come. I'm not that good at cleaning. I didn't do the windows nor washed the floors. The upper floor is probably terrible too." I continue.

"Draven. What is wrong, I feel you. You're nervous. So is Azazel."

"When did you start calling Z Azazel, Morgan?"

"What?" he's right, "I think it happened when I realized that we lost a child together. It's ridiculous to the love of your life Z. Isn't it?"

"It is. Calling someone by a letter is indeed ridiculous."