Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 46

Stella

I fall head first into the abyss, close my eyes and wake up to my alarm beeping loudly in my ears.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!

Groaning, I reach out my arm to turn it off. I'm back in Ashley's garage and blink around. There is a calendar on the wall saying, "June 19th, 2021," and I swallow thickly. Did I really travel back an entire year?

I must have; what other explanation is there? I remember everything, and it feels like my mind might explode! Also, I have an identity crisis. I've grown as a person and changed, but I'm stuck in a timeline of where I was... Gosh, my head hurts.

What I mean is... If I'm back in time, I'm still that weak, naive little Stella who got pushed around by Ashley. How am I supposed to live through that t*****e again?

I sigh and rake my fingers through my fiery hair. "Find Evan first mom said. Pfft, as if that will be so easy? He will probably wring my neck, and it's game over for the future..." Evan hates me now.

Raphael probably doesn't know I exist.

Holy s**t, my life is so complicated all of a sudden.

With a headache building in my head, I put on some clothes-jeans that sit too tight since they are hand-me-downs from Ashley. A floral t-shirt that has stains.

I grimace at my clothes. "I had almost forgotten how terrible it was to be Ashley's servant... These are baby clothes.."

You can do this, Stella.

You have to.

I take a deep breath and wander out of the garage. Ashley's home looks exactly like I remember before Arachne destroyed it: white and spacious with expensive furniture. Chandeliers.

Paintings of old vampire ancestors.

A piano in the hallway next to the white wall.

And despite Ashley and her parents being vampires, the light comes in through the windows.

I wander through the corridor but pause upon hearing a voice.

"I can't believe it!" Ashley's voice comes out from the kitchen. "My parents are still overseas, but guess what?! They have confirmed who my future husband will be!" "Already?" Whitney asks.

"Yay, tell us who it will be!" Julia demands.

"It's who we always suspected it would be-Evan, the vampire prince, but this time it's confirmed!"

I stop in my tracks and hesitate. Fear is flaring inside my chest. I remember what happened on this day now.

Ashley will laugh at me when I walk into the kitchen and tell me I'm bound to be forever alone. Julia and Whitney will laugh, and when I open my mouth to defend myself, Ashley will teach me a lesson by pressing me up against the wall. She hurt me so much that I stayed home for an entire week.

Swallowing thickly, I back away from the kitchen and do the forbidden and unthinkable-I run for the door without looking back. I don't even have permission to leave the house!

"Hey, did the door just open?" I hear Whitney asking Ashley in a suspicious tone. "I thought Stella wasn't allowed to go out alone. Have you given her permission?" Ashley growls. "No, the little b***h is heading out all by herself!"

Oh-my-god, they are coming for me now!

What the hell am I even doing?!

There is a hiss as I throw the door closed and sprint out into the street entirely barefoot.

My heart is racing, and I'm unsure where I'm headed or going. I know that Ashley will murder me if she catches me, and I'm not interested in being beaten up!

"There she is! Let's go after her!" Ashley growls behind me. "She is headed into the f*****g park!"

"Why?" Whitney questions. "Does she normally run away like this?!"

Ashley snarls. "No, this is the first time she does this-I don't know what has gotten into Stella today! She is usually quiet and obedient! I don't understand why she is running!"

"Maybe you haven't punished her enough lately?" Julia tries to helpfully offer while running after me. "You've been too kind lately, Ashley. You never beat up Stella for breathing anymore-it might have given her the idea that she isn't worthless!" What the actual f**k?!

Julia is insane!

I keep running, but due to the fact my body isn't in great shape, I'm already out of breath. Sweat is running down my face. My lungs are aching and burning.

I'm close to giving up, but then I see Evan's luxurious mansion on the other side of the park. I can make out the roof over the trees. It pumps me with renewed energy.

He doesn't know me anymore.

Probably doesn't even care.

Evan thinks werewolves are dirty mutts.

My courage falters, and tears run down my face.

I'm in both physical and mental pain. My feet are bare, and stones are pressing into my soles; that is the physical one. Mental due to the fact I know Evan won't save me. He hates my kind.

And in this world, Evan is angry-he has yet to rip off Logan's head and kill him in less than three seconds.

Ashley laughs. "We got her now!"

"Wait, where is she even trying to run?" Whitney sounds worried. "Doesn't Evan live on the other side of the park?"

Julia stops in her tracks. "He does; if I remember correctly, Evan isn't exactly friendly towards visitors."

"Why are you stopping?!" Ashley yells. "We can't let Stella get away just because she runs toward Evan's house! We have to get her home, and Evan would understand if we told him why we are here!" "Right!" Julia agrees somewhat reluctantly. "Let's get her!"

The three vampire girls take up the chase again. I'm unsure if I can outrun them. Exhaustion is washing over me, and I trip over a rock.

"NOOO!"

I fall over the green grass and hit my chin. I'm down on my stomach and groan at the pain shooting up my jaw. This wasn't part of the plan... But maybe I can't escape fate?

Perhaps I'm supposed to be beaten up by Ashley?

No.

I can't give up yet! I've suffered eighteen nineteen years in the other timeline and won't withstand another year!

I choose my own path!

Determinedly, I lift myself from the ground but freeze on my arms once I notice a fourth person has joined us in the park.

It can't be...

A pair of shoes are parked in front of my nose, and a person crouches down to look me straight in the eye.

Ummm...

How do you breathe again?

Adrenaline gushes into my veins, and my heart pounds so fast that it deafens every other sound.

Evan.

Just as beautiful I remember him: blue eyes, pale skin, and black hair hanging into his eyes. His large hands are resting over his knees, and he wears washed-out jeans. Outwardly beautiful under the blazing sun.

Gorgeous.

My heart gives a little squeeze.

It saddens me that there isn't any mate-bond between us yet. Evan's eyes appear cold as he regards me.

Hatred.

Hot guy swagger.

Arrogance.

There is even a little bit of disgust in his eyes.

"Did you guys see that?!"

"The little b***h tripped over her own f*****g feet!"

"Oh-my-god!"

"That's so pathetic!"

"Is she even a werewolf?! She lacks balance!"

"She lacks more than that-Stella is stupid and ugly too! The worst werewolf to ever have existed!"

Laughter is all around as Ashley and her friends come closer. I don't want them to take me back to Ashley's place.

s**t.

Isn't Evan going to say anything?

The anticipation is killing me!

I wet my lips to blurt out words. "Uh, hello there, Mr. beautiful vampire!"

Wait.

Why did I just say that?!

Seriously?!

A nervous laugh leaves my lips, and Evan's eyes widen.

"Ha, I still can't believe the little b***h tripped over her own feet!" Julia is belting out laughter behind me. "And look, Evan is here-we got Stella surrounded!"

My heart bolts out of fear when Ashley and her friends stop in their tracks. I'm caught in Ashley's shadow, and I swallow thickly. What am I supposed to do? The clock is ticking, and Evan still hasn't uttered a single word. Instead, he is intensely studying me.