Vampire...[P10]

~Cry's POV~

I groaned as I felt sunlight hit the side of my face. My head was hurting strangely bad as I sat up with my eyes closed. I opened my eyes slightly enough to see that I was sitting in my bed. There were a crapload of blankets covering me and my shirt seemed to be gone. But, there was just one thing bugging me.

How the fuck did I wind up here?

All I remembered that happened last was Felix taking me to the living room. From there on, my mind is blank. I can't remember what happened after that...

Wait, is Felix still here? Where's Felix?

I shifted the blankets off my body and got up out of my bed. My body felt kind of stiff when I walked, but it was worth taking just to find Felix. I wondered around the house until I seen the Swedish vampire on my couch playing some horror game I had. I slowly walked over to him before tapping on his head a bit. Felix looked up at me like he seen a ghost before I seen his expression turned into one of relief and a bit of concern.

"Ryan, why are you out of bed?" Felix asked me, sitting up out of his lazyness.

I gave him a confused look that only hurt my head a bit more than I wanted it to hurt and shook my head.

"What are you talking about...?" I asked, noticing how weak my voice sounded.

"You...You don't remember?" Felix asked, standing up.

"I don't remember what, excatly?" I asked, starting to feel as if something bad had happened.

"You...Nevermind!" Felix said, suddenly sounding loud enough that he made me jump a bit, "Let's just get you up and back to bed!".

"B-But, Felix...I want to know what happened" I said as he dragged me back to my bedroom by the wrist.

"Trust me, you don't" Felix said as he put me back on my bed.

"Tell me now, Felix" I said, grabbing his wrist before he turned to leave, "I want to know what happened. Just tell me what happened. Please...".

Felix looked at me before looking at the door. He sighed and sat down next to me before wrapping a blanket around my shoulders.

"Do you remember that whole thing back in your kitchen?" he asked.

I gave a little nod of my head before covering myself with the blanket, "Yeah, why? What happened?".

"Well, I don't believe you remember it, but Marzia came over..." Felix sighed.

Was it my imagination or did I just hear him growl when he said Marzia's name. Just what the fuck happened?!

"We were sort of making out in the living room when she came over" Felix said, looking down at the floor, "And she had that spare key you gave her, so she could get in anytime she wanted, and she picked the wrong time. She began freaking out once she seen us on the couch...".

I stared at the ground, too, trying to see if I could remember Marzia at all. I couldn't rememeber anything...Nothing about it at all...

"Well, Marzia got pissed. At first, she was pissed at me, but then she directed her anger at you" Felix said, "She was yelling at you and cussing in Italian at you and, before I could stop her, she smashed an empty bottle over your head. I still remember you falling to the ground like a rag doll. I don't know what happened, but I must've just...snapped....She's gone now, though, but...you've been passed out for almost four days".

"Four days?!" I yelled, panic flooding my entire body.

I've been knocked out for four fucking days all because Marzia smashed a BOTTLE over my head?! I've taken WORSE injuries to the head and was STILL standing! That's just weak! That's just weak man!

"That's why I want you to rest" Felix said, getting up, "So you can feel better. But, now that you're awake, I can make you something to eat".

"Wait!" I said, grabbing his wrist again.

Felix turned to look down at me.

"W-What about you and Marzia...?" I asked.

Felix sighed and turned around, crossing his arms, "I guess you could say it's officially over between us. Or better yet, she's dead to me. She took her anger a bit--no--a lot too far and you got hurt from it. I could never forgive someone that would hurt you, Ryan".

I felt my cheeks heat up in a blush as I let his wrist go. Felix smiled down at me before kissing me on the forehead, "Don't worry about it, Cry. Just get plenty of rest so you can feel better".

I nodded and climbed back under the covers. I closed my eyes and heard the door to my room close shut.

I just hope Marzia doesn't try to kill me again...