Sunset:
A Vampire Story
By
Jensjch2000
Please read other chapters first.
Hopefully, I can get the next several chapters up soon.
Chapter Ten
Jasmine heard voices as she slowly open her eyes. The voices weren’t close, but she could make out Beau’s smooth voice and a…. woman’s voice. Wait, it sounded like two women, maybe three?
Jasmine rubbed her forehead, then slowly sat up and looked around the room. This wasn’t her apartment. She was lying in a bed in a large bedroom. It had nice furniture, but the room and the furniture were dark. It felt as if it was a man’s bedroom. She thought it must be Beau’s bedroom.
She could hear the voices, but couldn’t really make out what they were saying. She rose to her feet and slowly walked over to the door and put her ear against it.
She could definitely make out Beau’s voice and there were three other women talking to him. She still couldn’t make out their words, but none of them sounded happy. They were definitely arguing.
She listen for a little while trying hard to hear, but realized the door and walls were just too thick, unlike her paper thin walls at her apartment.
She wondered how she got here. She had been in her apartment talking to Beau when suddenly everything went black. Had Beau hit her and knocked her out? She felt around her head and realized she had no bumps or cuts. In fact, she felt fine, even wonderful, like she had the best night’s sleep ever.
She looked around the room and herself. She was still in her clothes and the bed was made. She had only been sleeping on top of the sheets. She felt scared. Had Beau kidnap her? Was he the Bridgeport killer and was he going to kill her now?
Maybe, she should yell out to those women for help, but what if he had captured them too? However, they didn’t sound helpless. They sounded quite angry and she did hear one of the women yell out, “It’s my home too,” that didn’t exactly sound like the women were hurt, or in trouble. Jasmine didn’t really know what to think about the women and Beau yelling, and arguing beyond the door.
Beau had said before that he had roommates. Where these women his roommates? Did they know Beau was a killer or was they part of it?
She walked quietly over to the window. Maybe, she could excape through the window. She looked out and suddenly her heart fell. She seem to be on a twenty story building with her being on the 20th floor. She backed up from the window and looked back at the door. She saw another door beside it and figured it was only the closet.
‘That won’t do me any good,’ she thought, ‘I could hide in there, but he would just find me. No, I’m just going to have to make a run for it when he opens the door and try getting out the front door. I might have to fight him at the elevator.'
At least she had been to his apartment before and knew the lay out of the entrance way and the hall outside. She doubted if she could get the elevator’s doors to open in time before he caught up to her. So, she would have to fight him and she knew she wasn’t strong enough for that.
She looked around the room and saw the lamp. ‘Alright,’ she thought, ‘it’s not exactly the best thing in the world, but it will have to do.’
She grabbed the lamp, unplugged it, discarded the shade, and held it so the bottom, heavier part of the lamp would be like a club. She walked over to the door and stood to one side of it, waiting.
Suddenly, she heard the women yell something then the front door slam. Jasmine steadied herself. She tried to focus. She was full of nerves and she was scared too. She be damn if he was going to kill her.
She saw the door knob to the bedroom slowly turn and she focus all of her energy into swinging the lamp for his head.
Then everything flew by, he entered the room looking towards the bed and smiling.
‘The jerk,’ she thought as she quickly swing the lamp, smacking him in the forehead.
She didn’t even look as she dropped the lamp and ran for the front door.
Suddenly, he appeared in front of her blocking her from the front door and she ran into his body. She was stunned at how fast he moved. His forehead was neither bruised, nor cut. She was shocked to see him unhurt. She knew she had struck him hard. She had swung with all her might and had heard the base crack again his forehead. In fact, she thought she had seriously hurt him.
He quickly grabbed her in his arms. He felt so sad that she would think the worst of him. It broke his heart to know that she was scared of him and didn’t trust him.
And he realize his ‘Charm’ had worn off on her. That in it’s self was unusual. His ‘Charm’ never wore off. He could keep his victims in bliss forever while he fed off of them. They would never be the wiser and he could even make them happy to be feeding him.
Jasmine felt his strong arms grab her and she began to struggle. She screamed and tried to kick his legs. She wanted to get free, but knew he was so much stronger than her. She keep struggling, and fighting for what seem like forever. She felt her strength wearing out as he only stood and held her. She finally looked up at him, and stared into his cloudy eyes.
Beau in that moment took the adventage and sent her calming thoughts. He told her that she was to weak to fight against him and to stop and that he only wanted to talk. He meant her no harm and that she was really safe with him. He wasn’t a killer and she wasn’t in any danger.
Beau suddenly felt Jasmine quit struggling and she fell against his chest. Her body was warm and he could still smell the lingering perfume on her neck.
“It’s ok, Jasmine,” he said, and slowly lead her to the living room to sit on the couch. “I only want to talk. You are fine. I’m not going to hurt you.”
Jasmine felt calm. She felt safe sitting here on the couch with him, but it also felt strange. Wasn’t she just scared a minute ago? Didn’t she feel like she had to run?
Beau noticed the confussion on her features and wondered how long his ‘Charm’ would last and knew he had to work quickly.
“I’m not a killer,” he began. “Barry lied to you. He wants me out of the way so he can have you to himself.”
Jasmine shook her head. “That doesn’t make sense. Why would he go to such an extreme with a lie? I think there would be easier lies than going that far?”
“Because, Barry is obsessive. He is obsess with you and I think he would say or do anything to have you. I think he is dangerous, because he only wants you, Jasmine,” Beau said.
“I don’t know,” Jasmine said, but also knew how Barry was around her. He already had showed signs of being needy and how about the day he came in and was looking all around her apartment. She had thought then he was very jealous and was trying to make sure she didn’t have any other guys around.
Beau could see Jasmine thinking about it and even saw her recognize some truth to his words.
“He has even threaten me. He told me to stay away from you,” Beau said, trying to emphasize the point. He wanted her to see Barry as the threat not him.
“Really?” Jasmine said, looking at Beau. Beau was so muscular, and strong. Barry was good looking, but he definitely didn’t have Beau’s muscles, or the build of Beau’s frame. If anything it would seem that Beau would threaten Barry and Barry would back off.
“Really,” Beau said, knowing what she was thinking. He could see it in her facial expression. “I know you think that’s crazy, but I’m telling you, he is that crazy for you!”
“Well,” Jasmine began, looking down at the floor and wondering about the truth of Barry’s obsession with her. "The only thing is for four days he hasn’t come around. Wouldn’t an obsess person be around every day?" she added.
Beau thought quickly. “Barry knew we had been seeing each other. He has been spying on you. He told me to stay away. I’m not lying,” Beau said, lying about talking to Barry. But the truth was, Beau knew Barry had been spying on Jasmine, he had seen Barry several times spying on Jasmine and on them together. Beau didn’t dare say it, but even he had spied several times on Jasmine.
Jasmine knew Barry had seen Beau and her together that’s how he knew Beau’s name when she said she had been seeing someone else. Jasmine shook her head and felt very confused. She wondered who was really lying and if both of them were.
Beau gently took Jasmine’s chin and raised it so she would look into his eyes. “I’m not lying Jasmine. Barry is insane and he would do anything to make you believe him. If you think about it, how would he know the police or FBI are watching me? If they really are do you really think they would tell a store clerk that they are watching a murderer? Why would they tell anyone who wasn’t actually part of the investigative team? They would be to scare of important information leaking out and ruining their chances of catching the bad guy!”
Beau saw the recognition in Jasmine features and knew he had won the argument. He knew that Jasmine saw the logic in his words.
Jasmine only shook her head. Yes, why would an investigative team tell Barry about their investigation of a murderer, even if Barry were friends with one or many of them.
“I’m so sorry,” Jasmine said. “I really did believe him. I don’t know why, because now that I think about it, it doesn’t make sense for the police, or FBI to tell Barry something like that. You’re right. I don’t know why I believe him so.”
“I think it is because you do like Barry and have feeling for him.” Beau didn’t want to say the words, but knew that Jasmine had to face the facts and he wanted Jasmine to realize that she couldn’t have them both. She was going to have to choose. Beau desperately wanted it to be him, but before she could completely be his, she would have to forget and lose her feeling for Barry.
Jasmine realized that it was true. She did have feeling for Barry and it was probably because of those feeling that she believe Barry. So, the question was, is Barry so obsess with her that he would do or say anything? Apparently so!
Jasmine felt sad. She really did like Barry, but she also liked Beau. However, logically she did believe Barry’s lie that Beau was a murderer, meaning that maybe she really did want to be with Barry instead of Beau. Did she? Did she want Barry more than Beau?
Jasmine felt very confuse. Ok, so Barry lied and was obsess with her. She could never be with someone like that. He would always be jealous and always spying on her. It would never end well.
However, why did she believe Barry about Beau being a murderer? She knew it was because Beau was scaring her too. He was also moving way to fast and all of his talk about them being destine together really did make her think that Beau was obsess with her too. Which means wouldn’t Beau end up lying, and saying, and doing anything to keep her with him?
Plus, look how easy it had been for her to fall in bed with him. He spoke in his sweet, smoothing voice and she was suddenly his. How could she fall for him so easily?
Maybe, she was obsess with Beau and Barry? It made sense in a lot of ways. She never really dated when she was younger and she didn’t really hang out with a lot of guys. She spent most of her time studying and trying to make at least decent grades and after high school, she spent all of her time working trying to save enough money to move away from her home town. The truth of the matter was, she had never had two guys try so hard to be with her. It made her feel wanted and special, but she realize now it was wrong. She let her feelings get in the way instead of using her brain to see what was really going on.
“You’re right,” she finally said, looking at Beau. “I do have feeling for Barry that is why I believed him. But you must also realize that I believed him for a reason. I think we are moving way to fast and that maybe you are also obsess with me and that I was wrong to lead you both on. I didn’t mean too, but I think I used both of you. I never had two guys fight for my attention before. You both whispered sweet nothings into my ear and made it sound like the world. I just can’t do that. You both are playing a game and so was I. You both made me feel special and wanted and maybe you really do love me, but I don’t think I love you.”
Beau started to protest, but Jasmine cut him off.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I should see you again and I don’t want to see Barry again. This is just too hard,” Jasmine said, standing up.
“Wait,” Beau said, standing up too. “It’s not true. I am not playing a game with you. Maybe Barry is, but I’m not. You can’t tell me you don’t feel it. We are destine to be together. We feel it in our hearts and that isn’t a lie.”
“I’m sorry,” Jasmine said, then headed for the door. She walked out into the hall with Beau close behind her. She reached the elevator and pushed the button to open the door.
“Wait,” Beau said, again. “Jasmine, you can’t leave. This is wrong. We are suppose to be together. I love you and would do anything for you.”
She turned sharply to look at him. “Then it’s not real. You are just as obsess as Barry is and that is not right. It’s not really love. I don’t know why you are so obsess with us being destine to be together, but can’t you see the logic of your own words. You said them about Barry, but you’re just the same. Why would you believe such a thing about us being destine to be together?”
Beau wanted to confess to her. He wanted to tell her everything. He wanted her to understand his need for her and how he truly believe she was the chosen one, but he knew if he said any of it she would not understand and she would only think he was insane.
Jasmine took Beau’s silence as him reasoning with himself and she quickly got into the elevator when the door open.
Beau looked at her inside the elevator as she pushed the button. As the door close, he said, “I know it’s true. I feel it and so do you.”
Jasmine did feel it. She didn’t know how, but she did feel a bond with Beau, but it also scared her to death. In some ways, it felt so natural and in other ways it felt wrong. She couldn’t explain it. It was just mix feeling. However, she did have a longing to be with Beau and it scared her. She thought this is why she had believed Barry, because she was also trying to run away from her feelings about Beau. If Beau was out of sight, then he would also be out of mind and maybe she would forget about him.
She finally made it home to her apartment. Her suitcase was still setting on the dresser where she left it. She felt a sinking feeling deep within her. She had almost ran away with Barry. She had believed his lies and was going to just go away with him. Was Barry dangerous? If someone could make up such a big lie, what else was he capable of doing? Would he have ended up hurting her?
Jasmine spent the rest of the day thinking, and painting. She didn’t want to make to much noise knowing that Barry live right under her. She didn’t want him to know she was home. She had to think of what she was going to do and say when she did see him again. She didn’t want him to come around anymore. She had had it with both Barry, and Beau! From now on she wasn’t going to worry about them, or romance. She was going to get on with her life like she had plan to do when she first moved here. She was going to paint and worry about how she was going to make it, but she wouldn’t think about Beau, or Barry and soon she was going to try and move again. She didn’t want them to know where she would live next. If they were out of sight, they would be out of mind. And that would be great!
She finally dressed for bed and realize it was the first time since she moved here that she was going to bed before 9 O’clock in the evening.
She was worried about what she would say to Barry, but in a lot of ways she also felt relief. She would no longer have to put up with Beau, or Barry.
She regretted sleeping with Beau and wished she could take it back. Her first time shouldn’t have been so easy, and so meaningless. She felt silent tears fall from her eyes and knew she could never get back her virginity, but she also learned her lesson. Beau, and Barry were not the men she thought they were and they are not the men for her.
And she finally fell asleep.
So ends Chapter Ten of Sunset.
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Sunset:
A Vampire
Story
By
Jensjch2000
Please read other chapters first.
Hopefully, I can get the next several chapters up soon.
Chapter Nine
Jasmine woke up that afternoon and slowly rose out of bed. She was having mix feelings about Beau and wondered if she hadn’t made a mistake. How could she have gave herself so freely and it was her first time? She always believe she wanted to save herself for someone special. Was Beau her special someone? She thought he was, why else would she give in? She sat on the edge of the bed and looked over her shoulder at the other side. Beau wasn’t there. In fact, he had left in the middle of the night. She had looked for him when she woke up and noticed he wasn’t there, but it is a very small apartment and not many places for him to hide. She decided he just left and it made her feel unsecured, and helpless, and used.
She had never been with someone that way before and she had heard of men sleeping with women, then just up and leaving, but she never thought it would happen to her.
She stood up and walked into the living room, feeling extremely low. Was Beau one of those kind of men? Was he only after one thing? Was his talk of destiny only a rouse to get her in bed? If it was, then Jasmine felt her heart sink. She had been saving herself for someone special and it seems he only used her. She wanted to cry.
Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door and she thought, ‘Maybe it’s Beau, but why would he knock.’ Of course, she had just got onto him for barging into her home yesterday. Wasn’t that what lead to her lost of senses and how she ending up in bed with him?
She quickly put a robe on and went to the door. She was angry. Why did he leave in the middle of the night? Why was he only coming back now? It was 3 O’clock in the afternoon, why did he wait so long to come back?
She flung open the door and was ready to yell, when she noticed it wasn’t Beau, it was Barry!
“Hi,” Barry said, and noticed her angry expression turn into shock.
“Hi,” she said, and stepped back to let him in.
“I haven’t heard from you in awhile and was worried about you,” he said, coming in and facing her.
“I have been busy,” she lied. ‘Why am I lying,’ she thought, ‘I have no reason too.’
“It’s been four days since I have seen or heard from you. I guess I was wondering what happen? I thought we were getting along so well,” he said, sadly.
“I’m sorry,” she began, “I got busy and well I was thinking that
maybe I am moving way to fast. I just got here! I mean what am I thinking!”
Barry sense that her anger was coming back and her remarks weren’t totally aimed at him.
“Are you ok?” Barry asked, gazing into her amazing eyes.
She looked up at him and replied, “Yes, I’m sorry. I guess I’m just not in a good mood.”
“I’m sorry, is there anything I can do?” he asked.
She smiled and felt kindness, and warmth from him. Maybe, her heart had lead her to the wrong man?
She sigh, and thought, ‘No, maybe I am just moving to fast and why am I in such a hurry to fall in love anyway?’
“No,” she finally replied to him. “I’m sorry for not calling you back. I never meant to lead you on.”
“You didn’t,” he said, smiling at her. “I think I scared you and I never meant to do that. I really do think the world of you, Jasmine. You are very special and I never meant to hurt you, or to rush things. I don’t know how you are feeling about us now, but I would like it if you gave us another chance?”
Jasmine hesitated. She had just slept with another man last night and even though she was angry at him, she still had feeling for him.
However, she still felt something for Barry. Barry was so different from Beau. How could she have such deep feelings for two opposite men?
How could she have fallen so hard for two men she barely knew, but that was the problem. She felt like she did know them and felt like she had for a long time.
Beau said they were destine to be together and the truth was she felt it too. It felt like she had known Beau her whole life and she was just waiting to see him again and now that she had, she couldn’t stay away from him.
Barry also had some strange pulling at her. It definitely wasn’t the same feeling as Beau’s, but Barry felt familiar, and secure to her. He was comfort, and warmth and that made her feel good.
When she didn’t answer him and he saw that she was deep in thoughts, Barry’s heart sank. He wondered if had pushed to hard, or maybe he should have come three, or four days earlier? He wondered if he had messed up?
“I’m sorry,” he finally said, “I’m rushing you. Lets just be friends. I don’t want you to push me out of your life and if you don’t want to be closer than friendship I understand. I still just want us to be friends.”
Suddenly, she kissed him. She quickly pressed her lips to his and then lovingly kiss him. She wanted to know if she had slept with the wrong guy. She knew this was unfair to Barry, but what if Barry was the one? Maybe, she made a mistake with Beau.
She wrapped her arms around Barry and she really kissed him. It was a passionate, loving, gentle kiss. He kissed her back with the same love, and care.
He had missed her. He wanted to be around her and to be with her. He wanted her to love him, even though he knew it was wrong, but in those four days he realized how much he did miss her and how much he wanted to be near her.
Finally, she pulled away from his loving lips and she stared into his eyes.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I just had to know.”
“Know what?” he asked.
“If you are the one. He kept saying we were meant to be together, but I don’t know,” she said, feeling a little confused.
Barry was shocked by her words. He stepped back and said, “He, what do you mean he? Who else is there?”
Jasmine quickly looked up at him and realized what her mistake was. How could she have let it slip that there was someone else?
“I’m sorry, Barry. I should be honest with you. There is another guy whom I have seen and he says things to me. He makes me feel good, but it’s also like we are drawn to each other. I just can’t explain it. I don’t mean to lead you on, but I just had to know if I could feel that same thing with you,” she said.
Barry was stunned by her words. They were piecing, and deadly and he could feel his heart sink deeper into his chest. He was hoping that her kiss meant they were still together, but apparently she had been seeing someone else.
Of course, they never officially said they were dating, but he just assumed. However, that was the problem, he shouldn’t have assumed and he should have been around for the last four days, but he had been busy too.
Suddenly, his eyes grew wide and he looked sternly at her. “Is the guy you’re talking about Beau Merrick?”
Jasmine was shocked that Barry had guessed the guy’s name! “How…. How did you know that?” she asked.
“Jasmine, you need to listen to me. He is dangerous. Stay away from him,” Barry said, harshly, but also pleading with her to listen.
“Why?” Jasmine asked, “and how did you know that? Are you spying on me?”
Barry had been spying on her before, but the last several days he hadn’t. The secret he was keeping from her kept him away for the last several days. But he also knew full well who Beau was and knew it was his mission to keep Beau away from her.
“No, I wasn’t spying,” he lied, “I know Beau quite well and I know you need to stay away from him.”
Jasmine was irritated by the vagueness of Barry’s explanation. “Barry, why do I need to stay away from Beau?” she asked, sternly, demanding an answer now.
Barry hesitated. He wasn’t for sure what to tell her. He couldn’t tell her his secret, especially since his secret involved other people.
He finally said, “I can’t go into great detail, but he is very dangerous and he is being watched.”
Jasmine was shocked. “By the police?” she asked, a little scared. What did Beau do?
Barry couldn’t tell her the truth. In fact, this went beyond the police, or FBI, or anything else known to a normal society. Beau was a vampire. He was being watched by a special group known as the Vampire Slayer League.
The truth was Barry was part of this group and they had been watching Beau for a long time. However, he had been watching Jasmine. He even knew who she was before she moved to Bridgeport.
“Barry!” Jasmine yelled, “what is going on? How do you know he is being watched by the police?”
“I can’t say much else and please, I beg of you don’t say anything to Beau, but I have some friends who are investigators and they have been watching Beau for awhile now,” Barry said, not telling her the whole truth. He knew she wouldn’t understand the whole vampire thing. She was a down to Earth, logical person. She wouldn’t be able to grasp the concept of vampires being real and roaming the Earth. And not to mention, that she would think Barry was crazy. Of course, Jasmine wouldn’t be able to take any of the real truth if she knew all the secrets Barry and the Vampire Slayer League kept.
“Oh,” Jasmine said, scared now. Suddenly, she felt weak, and dizzy, and lightheaded. She also felt tears swelling in her eyes. She had just slept with a man who is being watched by the police. What had she gotten herself into? Maybe, it was a good thing that Beau wasn’t there when she woke up. What if he was the killer of Bridgeport?
She quickly walked over to the couch and set down. She no longer felt good and her head was spinning. What had she done? Did she sleep with a killer? Would she have been next?
Barry set down next to her and asked, “Are you ok?”
Jasmine shook her head, and suddenly felt silent tears roll down her cheeks. She felt so foolish. How could she have fallen for someone so dangerous?
Barry leaned over and wrapped her in his arms. “It’s ok,” he said, but he also now knew that Jasmine, and Beau’s relationship was more than just being friends, or dating. She was in love with him.
He let her cry on his shoulder, then she finally stopped, wiping away her last tears and looking into Barry’s eyes said, “I’m sorry, I’m just scared. He seems so nice, and kind. Why are they watching him?”
“They think he murdered some women,” Barry said. He was trying to be gentle, but also he wanted her to stay away from Beau. He wanted her to understand that he was dangerous and that she should stay as far away from him as possible.
Jasmine only shook her head in understanding. She thought so. The man she was really starting to fall for was evil. He was a liar, and a murderer. How is it that the first man she fell in love with, could be so evil? She had a terrible life before Bridgeport and now with hope of starting a new life some where else, it just went down the drain. Could she never catch a break?
Barry could feel the sadness and lost hope in her body as he held her. He could feel her shiver and he held her closer trying hard to make her feel better.
Jasmine looked deep into his eyes and said, “I am so sorry Barry. I was starting to really like you and I let someone come in and sweet talk me out of it. I was stupid. I believed him and thought his sweet words were the truth that we were meant to be together, but I guess all he really wanted to do was hurt me.”
“You’re not stupid,” Barry said, “he has been playing his evil game for a very long time now. He is good at it and knows what to say. The only reason they haven’t caught him yet is because they can never get enough evidence on him.”
“I’m still sorry. It wasn’t fair to you,” she said, then leaned close to Barry and gave him a passionate kiss.
Barry kissed her back. He wanted to keep her in his arms forever. He wanted to protect her and he wanted to rip Beau’s throat out.
Barry didn’t really want to know, but he had to know. He waited for Jasmine to pull away and look at him.
“I have to know,” Barry said, “did you do anything with Beau?”
Jasmine blushed, and that told Barry enough of what he needed to know. He knew there was a lot more to this story. Things that he couldn’t even begin to tell Jasmine. She was so innocent in all of this, but yet it involved her. He knew Beau had been waiting most of his vampire life for her, but truth was, so were the Vampire Slayer League and so was he. He had known of Jasmine ever since her birth. She didn’t know anything about it and Barry was hoping that he could keep it that way.
Jasmine began to sob again and Barry held her tight and said, “It’s ok. You’re safe now.”
He held her for awhile, then finally said, “I think you need to gather some clothes and come with me. I don’t think it is safe for you to stay here.”
She nodded her head in agreement and slowly rose up from the couch, but she stood there for a long moment, before she said, “I can’t just up and leave. I have a lease agreement. Plus, where would I go?”
“I know some people you could stay with,” Barry replied. “I just don’t think you should stay here. Beau is dangerous and he might want to come back and finish the job.”
Jasmine agreed with Barry, but to leave her apartment. She had only been here for nine days.
“I’ll go downstairs and talk to Ralph, or whoever is working and also call my friends. You need to get dress and pack a suitcase. I think the quicker we get out of here the better.”
“Ok,” Jasmine whispered. She felt like she was in a dream, a nightmare that she couldn’t wake up from. Was this really all happening to her?
Barry kissed her forehead, then hurried out the door.
Jasmine moved to her dresser and got dressed. She put on a short sleeve, white blouse, and blue jean shorts, and white sandals. She moved to her closet and got out a suitcase and hauled it over to the dresser and packed it. She turned to head for the bathroom when she heard a knock.
She hollered, “Come in,” expecting to see Barry.
Instead, she stumbled and gasped as she watched Beau enter her home.
Beau looked at her surprised by her expression. She looked shocked, and frighten.
“What are you doing here?” she gasped, trying hard to control her emotions and failing.
“I came back to see you. I know I left in the middle of the night and I’m sorry, but I had to work,” he said, thinking that maybe she thought he had just used her for a one night stand, but that didn’t explain the fear in her voice.
“Oh,” she said, stepping back from him.
Suddenly, Beau looked at her strangely, and then he smelt it. It wasn’t a strong smell, but it was definitely there. A man’s cologne was lingering in the air.
“What’s going on?” Beau asked, sternly.
Jasmine cringed. “Nothing,” she replied.
“Someone has been here,” Beau said.
“Oh, the neighbor came and visited this morning,” she replied.
“Who?” Beau asked.
“It was Addison,” Jasmine said, thinking he had some nerve asking her that, but not showing it. She was afraid of Beau and if he was the killer, then he had been killing for awhile and he was good at it.
“No,” Beau hissed, shaking his head. “No, I smell men’s’ cologne.”
Jasmine’s eyes flared. How dare he come into her house and make accusations, but she kept her anger to herself. “Addison must have a boyfriend,” she remarked.
“Really,” Beau said, then noticed the suitcase sitting on the dresser. “Where are you going?”
“I….I just decided it’s too hard here and I’m going to move,” Jasmine said.
“What!” Beau said in disbelief. Where did this come from all of a sudden. “Leaving, going where? What about us?”
“I…. well, I got some news from my parents and ….. apparently my sister is really sick,” she lied.
Beau shook his head. He could tell she was lying and he could smell the fear around her. She was frighten of him, but why?
He moved closer to her, she backed up, but he quickly caught up to her, and wrapped his arms around her, staring deep into her eyes.
Her fear was great and she literally shook uncontrollably as he held her, but he stood his ground and stared deep into her eyes.
“Jasmine, I would never hurt you. You are my soul mate. We are destine to be together. We both feel it. Please, listen to your heart,” he begged her.
He could feel her calming down as she stared back into his eyes. Once again, she couldn’t see his eyes, but she did feel calmer. She felt peace as he held her and spoke his words in his smooth, silky voice. Yes, she did feel that attraction to him. That longing to be near him and to be with him. She stared into his face. His eyes clouded over, but somehow it was also beautiful. Like real puffy, lazy clouds drifting across his eyes, his lips so inviting, his touch so soft, and warm.
Beau felt her relax completely in his arms. He knew he had to act fast. “Tell me the truth, what is really going on?” he said in his silky, sweet voice.
Jasmine didn’t hesitate and the words flowed out of her like a summer stream. Not rushed, but not hesitate at moving along.
“Barry said that you were the killer of Bridgeport and that I should stay away from you and move.”
Beau’s blood boiled. How dare Barry say this to her? That would also explain why he had seen Barry in the lobby. Beau had seen him in the lobby from the street, but used his super speed to fly past Barry and up the emergency staircase with out being noticed. Now, he understood why Jasmine was acting the way she was around him.
He gentle ran his hand down the side of her head and down her long, brown hair. He wanted to relax her more. He whispered into her ear.
“I would never hurt you, Jasmine. I love you. You need to be with me. We need to live together. I love you and you love me,” he said, then he leaned in and kissed her gentle on the lips.
He knew he had her very calm, but he also knew that when she kissed him back that was her. It wasn’t him controlling her, but actually her taking over and letting her feeling show for him. He took it all in and knew that even though he felt terrible by using his ‘Charm’ on her, that deep down she really did care for him. That it wasn’t all one sided.
He didn’t want to do this next thing, but he felt he had no other choice. He didn’t want Barry coming back and taking her away.
He looked deep into her eyes again and said, “Sleep, just go to sleep and everything will be alright.”
And Jasmine fell asleep in his arms. He gentle picked her up and then using his super speed carried her unnoticed down the emergency staircase and past Barry who was stepping into the elevator. Beau flew by carrying her into the darken street.
He carried her all the way to his home.
So ends Chapter Nine of Sunset.
I hope you enjoyed reading this story and I hope to have Chapter Ten out soon.
Find out next time, Did Beau just kidnap Jasmine? What will Barry think? Will Jasmine ever find the answers to who the older man and the woman was in the graveyard from the other night ? Does Beau confess to Jasmine with the truth of him being a vampire? Please, watch for the next Chapter.
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