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Catch the Wind

Axelle is seventeen, but her parents still haven't told her their secret. When a new kid shows up at school, Axelle can't help but find him interesting. When all the pieces of the puzzle fall into place, Axelle has some big choices to make. Part three to the Twist of Fate series!

Like I have said many times before, I am totally addicted to this story. This story is entirely in Axelle's POV, for those of you that didn't know. I have this one planned out almost all the way... and let me tell ya, there are some HUGE twists :D But that's just how it works with me :)

9. Sick

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The restaurant Jack and I ate at was called La Bella Italia. The food was wonderful, to say the least. Jack told me that it was here about sixty years ago, but closed because the owner needed a break. Turned out that break lasted through his son's generation, too. His grandson finally reopened it, much to the community's happiness. It had a great atmosphere, very romantic.

When we were done and on the way home, Jack looked... unwell. I noticed it towards the end of the meal, but he started looking even worse in the car.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“I'm fine,” he said. His voice sounded strained.

“Let me drive,” I offered.

He looked at me and shook his head. “It's nothing, I feel totally okay.” He smiled and grabbed my hand. He kissed my knuckles.

I frowned, but accepted his statement. I didn't want him to be sick, not under any costs.

When he pulled up to my house, he leaned towards me. I placed my lips on his, expecting one of our usual goodbye kisses. The one I received was much different.

He cupped my face with one hand, the other found its way to the base of my neck. He crushed my face to his. Responding automatically, I climbed over the center console, planting myself on his lap. I wanted to be as close to him as possible. I ran my tongue along his bottom lip. He opened his mouth slightly, and I took the invitation. His hands slid down my back, stopping at my waist. My fingers tangled in his hair, securing his face to mine. I bit his bottom lip playfully. He growled and captured my lips again. The kisses slowed, going from feverish, to long and lingering. More sensual.

When we stopped, both of us were breathing hard.

“I'll miss you, Axelle,” he sighed.

I smiled. “You too.”

I got out of the car through the driver's door and prayed my parents didn't see what happened. It would be just like them to watch, though. They were spies, the both of them.

“I'm home!” I called, opening the front door.

“Come here, love,” replied my dad from the couch. My mom was seated next to him.

I sat in between them.

“How can you go out in the daytime?” I asked. I knew they wanted me to ask questions, so I didn't beat around the bush. I launched right into it.

I was still breathing a little to hard to be considered normal. I hoped they didn't notice.

“The sun doesn't hurt us at all,” said my mom.

“We sparkle,” grinned my dad.

I laughed. “You sparkle?

“Yep, we'll show you,” said my mom.

I was glad we could discuss as lightheartedly as we were.

“Where are your coffins? I thought I knew every nook and cranny of this house, but there must have been some place I missed.”

“We don't have coffins! We don't even sleep,” my mom laughed. “I forgot what people thought about us. They're giving us quite the bad rep, don't you think, Babe?”

“Sleeping in coffins, burning in the sun, next she'll be asking about why we buy her garlic bread when we obviously would die if we even got near it,” said my dad dramatically. He threw his hand across his face.

“Hey, I just want to know, no need to be such an ass,” I laughed.

“Any other questions?” asked my mom.

I paused, thinking. There was one... “How did you... how did you guys get me? I can't really remember. The details are fuzzy.”

My parents frowned. My dad spoke. “Axelle, the majority of vampires are not... are not like us. They are like the horror stories. When we found you, you were about to be... killed.” He choked out the last word. “We saved you and raised you like our own. We love you, Axelle.”

My mouth fell open. I was almost killed by one of them... by a vampire. They were trying to convince me that they were safe when I was almost killed by one?

“I think I'm going to go upstairs,” I said. I needed to be away from vampires for awhile.

When I got to my room, I decided I was going to call Jack. He was good at getting my mind off of things that I didn't want to think about. He didn't look very well at all when we left each other, either. I wanted to make sure he was okay. If Jack was sick, I'd do whatever I had to do to make him better. The phone rang multiple times before someone answered it.

“Hello?” asked Julie. She sounded worried, unbelievably so.

My stomach dropped. “Is Jack there?”

“He's not feeling very good at the moment. I'm sorry, Axelle,” she sighed. She sounded much more sorry than she had to be. He was sick, there was nothing she could do about it.

“Oh, it's no problem. Is there anything I can do to help?” I asked.

“No, no! We don't want you to... catch what he has.” She spoke quickly, she was rushed..

“Alright. Well, call me when he's feeling the slightest bit better.”

“Will do,” she said before hanging up.

I stared at the phone in my hand. Jack was sick. Too sick to get to the phone! I couldn't go see him, couldn't try to comfort him. I slunk back downstairs.

“Jack's sick?” asked my dad. Stupid vampires and their super hearing. He was reading a book while my mom stood behind the couch and rubbed his neck.

“Yes. He can't even get to the phone. I hope he gets better soon. I don't want him to be sick.”

My parents exchanged glances. They thought I didn't notice.

“What?” I asked.

“Axelle, shouldn't you be getting to bed? You have school tomorrow,” said my mom, changing the subject.

I couldn't argue with her there. I usually went to bed really late, and it was only nine at the moment. I had a big weekend though, and the rest would be good. I said night to them and went upstairs. It was hours before I could actually fall asleep. I was so worried about Jack.

I was having a dream about zombie vampires when my alarm jolted me awake. I shuffled into the bathroom and got ready for school. In the car, I hoped I would see Jack's motorcycle in the parking lot. I knew it was silly of me, he wouldn't be well enough to leave the house.

I walked to my first class alone. It felt strange not to have Jack beside me. I plopped into my seat with a sigh.

“I don't blame him,” said Aubrie from the seat behind me. She was talking to me. “I would be sick if I had to spend a weekend with you, too.” She giggled her infuriatingly sweet giggle. I wanted to knock the giggle right out of her.

I turned around. “Actually, Aubrie, he's just resting. We had such a wild weekend, I would expect him to have to rest for a day or two. That man can kiss, just throwing it out there. Have you seen those muscles?” I gushed. Her mouth popped open.

I grinned, despite the Jack situation. I loved shocking people, it was one of the things I did best.