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Above is Jedediah. Also, I was questioned on Devon last chapter. Yes, he is Seth brother and a werewolf but, Seth is only human. I will explain in a further chapter.
Eli’s P.O.V
It felt as if a thousand mini leprechauns were having a dance off, my brain being the desired location.
“Ugh,” I moaned sitting up in bed not sure what time it was, “my head.” Throwing my legs over my side of the bed I reached for the night stand and pushed myself up steading myself.
As I peeled my eyes open the light seemed as if a billion suns were shining into my eyes at once. Like when you look at your phone on ‘super bright’ mode at night after sleeping for a few hours. But now a had a pounding migraine, my stomach was about to eat my other intestines, and I was 99 percent sure I was about to puke.
“Hangover?” I heard someone yell. Cupping my ears I fell back into the bed groaning and fell into two other lumps making them moan in what I assumed was pain as well. “Sorry, I’ll be quieter.”
I identified the softer voice as Ronnie but, what was he doing in Shawn’s house? Looking back up at him in the doorway with my squint he seemed to be glowing with a heavenly shine.
“What are you doing here?”
***
Ronnie’s P.O.V
The question took me by surprise. What do I tell him?
Yeah, I had sex with your mate’s brother last night who also happens to be my mate. Guess we’re brother in laws!
Yeah, don’t think that will blow over well. Looking at the clearly hung over teen I just shrugged and was surprised when two arms wrapped around my waist from behind.
“Hey,” Devon’s voice whispered, his breath fan my ear making me shiver. I hated that. Squirming in his arms I tried to get away, if he was gonna feed off my hatred of neck breathing who knows what he was going to do next. He may have whipped a clown mask out of his back pocket and chased me around. Or even worse, spiders.
Devon’s grip on me tightened, he was cradling me up against his chest. Leaning his head down to my neck once again he whispered, “going somewhere?” making sure his breath hit every inch.
“Is there something I’m missing?” Eli’s slurred voice came from inside the room. Jumping I turned towards him. He was sat up his right elbow propping him up while his left hand was massing his temple. His eyes were in a squint trying to block out sunlight and his hair was all over the place. He had dark rings around his eyes along with dark purple marks along his neck and chest.
Chuckling at him sitting there in his underwear I just smiled at him and answered, “I’m Devon’s mate.” At this information his eyes widened but then he was sent into a spiral backwards cradling his head between his hands.
“I’ll get some medicine,” Devon said quietly walking out of the room. Shaking my head, I actually felt bad for Eli. Rounding the bed I sat next to him and brought his head into my lap.
Looking up at me his brown eyes still squinting he questioned, “what are you doing?”
“Shh, I’m making you feel better.” Removing his hands from the sides of his head I replaced them with mine. Closing my eyes I focused on a memory of love.
***
“Daddy!” A four year old Ronnie yelled flinging himself into his fathers arms.
His father was a tall man, almost seven foot with short, beach blonde hair and blue eyes. Of course he was only Ronnie’s step-father but he was the only man figure Ronnie had in his life.
“How have you been?” Paul, Ronnie‘s dad asked straightening out his camouflage jacket decorated with badges and pins.
“Do you have to go back?” I asked him looking up at him. Every time Paul left I had no one to play with and the kids at school were always meaner. I wish he could just stay home forever and cuddle and read books.
“Yes, Ronnie. I have to go back, but I promise I’ll come back and read all the books you want and cuddle all you want. Just remember. I love you, forever and always.” Then kissing my forehead and setting me down he picked up his bags.
***
Sitting up Eli looked at me, “what just happened?” he asked.
“I took away your pain and replaced it with feelings of love. All vampires have different powers, that is one of mine. I can heal but I replace pain for memory’s of other feelings,” I explained.
Nodding he smiled looking around the room and his eyes finally settled on me, “what else can you do?” As Devon walked in the door a glass of water in one hand and a bottle of pills in the other I placed my hand on Eli’s shoulder and suddenly everything froze where it was except for us.
“Woah! You can stop time!” He exclaimed looking around. “Is that all?”
Chuckling I shook my head, “this last one you may not like.”
***
Eli’s P.O.V
Shutting his eyes he looked very concentrated so I didn’t say anything. Then suddenly our surroundings started to change.
The bed turned into old dusty wood, the night stand into a chair occupied by a man dressed in everything you’d see in one of those old cowboy movies, the air smelled of a farm. Looking down I giggled noticing we were both dressed in denim jeans, cowboy boots, a plaid button up shirt and I had suspenders while Ronnie had black framed glasses. Great, we were meted even in the old days.
“Time travel,” Ronnie said stepping towards a table full of men playing poker. “None of them can hear or see us. We can’t interfere, we can’t make blips in time.” I was stunned by all of this new information. We were always taught that vampires were stupid, lowlives, that they were good for nothing scum bags.
Looking at this it seems like they have it good. I mean traveling to the past and seeing for yourself, healing the wounded, stoping time! We had it wrong this whole time.
“Can you only go to the past?” I asked looking around the old bar. Oh how far we had come and how glad I was. Sighing he placed his hand on the shoulder of one of the men making them shiver knocking his hand away.
“Yes, but there is much to see in the past. Not only fascinating places like this but pain like segregation and the holocaust and the civil war. But also love like seeing the first thanksgiving or a family Christmas or how friends hung out back in the old days without the internet.”
He was so full of wisdom. He knew the true meanings to love and pain and hurt. He had seen them first hand. It was like reading ‘The Giver’ all over again. He felt these feelings and could rely them to another. Déjà vu. Suddenly there was a ruckus and two men walked in the front one of them with a drawn gun. The other men shot to their feet trying to calm him.
The older of the two men was wearing a long trench coat over a leather vest and blue shirt wielding the old ‘Sheriff’s’ silent 5-point star. He was about six foot two with long shaggy black hair and brown eyes. The younger one was almost six foot, he had short blonde hair with dark green eyes. His shirt was half way unbuttoned and sleeves, his pants denim with a considerable amount of holes and he had black cowboy boots that matched his hat that was now discarded on the floor.
“Woah, woah! What’s wrong Sam?” One of them asked while the other man who looked no more than nineteen was still buttoning up his sleeveless shirt.
“I caught Jedediah having intercourse with my son! The last time I caught them I told him I would drag him down here and shot him in front of his father if I ever saw him near my son again!” The man yelled anger seething from every bone in his body, the statement made Jedediah chuckle.
“Your son came to me asking for it and your gonna shot me for both of us being queer?” He asked his green eyes lazily scanning the crowd of men. The doors flung open slamming against the bars walls silencing everyone. There stood a half naked teenager with denim pants and cowboy boots, his shirt clutched tightly in his hand. Tears were trailing down his already puffy cheeks as his eyes had red rings around them. As the boy got closer the men made a pathway for him. You could feel his emotions dripping off of him. Anger, regret, love, sadness, fret.
“Daddy, no! Don’t do this, I love Jedediah!” The small boy yelled flinging himself at the duo. The father tried to pry his son away. But Jedediah ended up pushing him harshly away and cradling the small boy to his chest.
“I love you, too.”
“I think it’s time for us to go,” Ronnie smiled placing his hand on my arm and our surroundings changed again and I was back in my bedroom in my underwear.
“Wait! What happens? Does Jedediah get shot? What was his lovers name?” I questioned turning towards Ronnie.
Chuckling he pushed himself from the bed and grabbed the cup of water from Devon who was now at his side, “that’s for me to know and for you to maybe someday find out.”
Smugly he passed me the cup winking and walked out of the room. Devon handed me two pills, “he tells some wicked stories, huh,” Devon winked making me choke on my water.
Devon knew about his powers?
***
Seth’s P.O.V
Waking up I expecting to rive the day away in pain but I felt fine. I didn’t feel any pain at all. Rolling over I felt for Eli and didn’t feel his warm clump. Opening my eyes my suspensions were true, he had gotten up. Sighing I pushed myself up so I was sitting and looked at the alarm. Reading the flashing number I gasped.
5:20! I slept all day!
Looking over towards Shawn’s side I noticed his side was made and a little white card was left on his pillow.
‘One of my mother and father’s friends came to town. They will be here all week but Eli and I had to go to dinner with them. Didn’t want to wake you, we’ll bring you back some!!
Xoxo- Best mates ever
Ps-there is some pain relief pills on Eli’s night stand with water and Ronnie is home with you. He wanted to stay. Love you. Call us when you wake up! ‘
Sighing I placed the note back on Shawn’s pillow I rolled over and picked the bottle of pills from the nightstand. Opening it I shook two out and placed the lid back on, then swallowed them. Pushing myself off the bed I stretched my arms above my head, groaning as all my back popped. Slouching forward I really didn’t feel like getting dressed but the fact that people other than my friends would see me and I was cold was bothering me. Searching through my closet I got frustrated not finding anything to wear. I felt like such a girl!
“Hey! You’re up, are you feeling okay?” Ronnie asked his voice scarring me. Jumping I turned towards him my hand clothing my chest. He chuckled a little stepping into the room.
Nodding I answered, “I’m fine, hopefully my heart will be after that.”
He sat at the end of our bed still chuckling, “have you called Shawn? He was really worried about you.”
“I was going to but I can’t find anything to wear!” I exclaimed running my hand through my hair hoping it looked good.
He pushed himself up and marched towards the closet and began rummaging through, “sit down. Daddy Ronnie will take care of you,” he said in a deep voice picking out different articles of clothing.
Cringing at the nickname I shook my head, “no, that sounded too sexual. I will never call you ‘Daddy Ronnie.” Laughing he bent over placing his hands on his knees as his laughter bubbled up from his stomach and spilt out over his lips. It was really the first time I had made him laugh and it was a beautiful sound. Standing up he faced me, joyous tears in his eyes and handed me the clothes he had picked out. They were a mix of both mine and Eli’s clothes. I had a red and black plaid shirt, a Panic! At The Disco band tee-shirt with distressed black skinny jeans and red suspenders.
Where did he get the idea for this from?
Trusting him I laid the pile on the bed and began to pull my jeans up my legs, “I think Eli will really dig this look. He told me he really likes the plaid look,” Ronnie smiled tucking his knees under him as I buttoned my pants and moved on to my shirt. Pulling on my band shirt I just decided to tie the plaid shirt around my waist. Lastly I had the suspenders. Attaching them to the middle of my pants in the back I then brought them over my shoulders and attached them to the front.
“You. Look. Hot,” Ronnie exclaimed making sure to pause after every word, “make sure to put on deodorant and cologne though. You’re bascule meeting family.” Rolling my eyes I pointed towards my phone on Shawn’s night stand making him have to roll in order to reach it, messing up Shawn’s perfect bed making.
Handing me the phone I unlocked it and retreated into the bathroom before pressing ‘call’ under Shawn.
After a few rings there was rustling and voices in the background and finally I heard his husky deep voice, “Hello, handsome. Finally awake from your coma?” He asked laughing. The chatter on the other end died down obviously listening to what was being said.
“Haha, but yes I’m awake and feeling much better, thanks for asking. What are you guys doing?” I asked resting my phone between my shoulder and my cheek reaching upwards and grabbing my deodorant and cologne.
Clearing his throat I heard Eli who was probably pressing his ear to the other side of the phone listening. “We’re just finishing up. Then we are going to run by the grocery store and pick up some ice cream for dessert,” Eli’s voice said over the phone. Pushing myself up I sat on the bathroom counter and leaned up against the wall.
“Mmmmm, food sounds so good right now. I’m starving,” I said and my stomach growled at the same time seeming to agree with my statement.
“We’ll hurry back. Love you,” Shawn said trying to be quiet but he still got cooed.
“Love you more,” Eli whispered into the phone.
“And I love you both times a gazillion, don’t die. Bye.” As the phone went dead on the other side I brought it from my ear and pressed the red button, setting it to the side.
“What’s wrong?” Ronnie asked scaring me…again.
Grasping my chest I looked up at him my eyes wide, “I get you’re a vampire and all. But you need to stop that freaky popping out of nowhere shit.”
“You smell better. Here,” picking up my cologne he sprayed my neck and trailed down wards stopping at my belt line. “Wrists.” He said.
Holding out my wrists he spray them and rubbed my arms together, “now you smell amazing.”
“What did I smell like before?” I asked, confused.
“Like you had sex with a werewolf,” he smiled, “or you were one.”
“Wouldn’t be too far off.”
***
Shawn’s P.O.V
Walking into the house Seth’s food burned my left hand while the gallon of ice cream froze my right.
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