Blood Of A Vampire (Negre Clan Book 1) by Cheri Winters

Author:Cheri Winters [Winters, Cheri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-11T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Ben Wake

It has been more than a hundred years since I’ve felt this way. It is 6:58 p.m. I told Ivy that I would call her "tonight". Does "tonight" mean seven, or eight? I certainly can't call right on the hour. That makes it obvious that I'm fretting over what time "this evening" ends and "tonight" starts.

I lost a lot of innocence within an hour of meeting Sonia Vătafu. By the time the sun set again, I became immortal and I left for war. By the time I came back from France in 1918 I thought I would never, ever feel a silly schoolboy crush on anybody ever again. I came back from the war, less than twenty years of life behind me, hundreds more in front of me, already old. My sensitivity to the sun set in quickly, and my senses heightened in darkness. When they found out how good I was when it came to fighting at night, they were happy to let me sleep all day in a deep bunker and stalk the place between the trenches called "No Mans’ Land". It was a good place for something like me, who was no longer a man.

It is now 6:59 p.m. Gazing into my past is doing nothing for me. It is not doing anything to bring my future any closer. The first future I’ve looked forward to in a long time.

I already know what I want to talk about when I call her. Prom is coming up. Something I never got to go to. Now I have a chance. I fret about for as long as I can stand, and at 7:18, I pick up my phone.

"Hey, Ben!" Ivy's voice is bright and cheerful as she answers.

"Ivy. How have you been this evening?"

I hear her sigh. "Carl and I had it out."

"I’m sorry." As much as I don't like Carl, I also take no joy in the loss of a friendship for Ivy. I've made few enough friends, and those that I have had, I've valued greatly. They're not something to cast away lightly.

"I know," Ivy says. "But maybe it's time. I'm moving on at the end of summer, Carl's going to stay here. We're going to drift apart when that happens, so maybe it's better for it to be a quick thing now than a slow thing later. Just grab the bandage and yank it off."

"Well, remember what we talked about last night?" I remind her.

"I don't remember much about the talking last night," Ivy says. I can hear the smile in her voice. "I clearly recall being chilly on the back of a motorcycle, and I think some talking happened, and then there was this delicious, delirious blur."

"And then the ride back to take you home was chilly again," I say.

"No. I've never felt so warm in my life."

"Polar fleece is a wonderful thing." I feel a little bit guilty at that. Unless I've recently fed, I generate very little body heat. If we ever have a true future together, I'll have to learn to moderate her expectations on that count.

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