The vampire kings widow

Chapter 11

I awake up in the morning to an empty bed again I call “ Carlo are you still here?” In an instant he is right in front of me and the my hair moves around with the air stirring.

“ I was making breakfast but I think it’s definitely not going well” he laughs

“ it’s okay I don’t eat much in the morning most of the time it’s just a granola bar” I hop up and go into the kitchen and I come to a halt my kitchen is a disaster. There looks to be flower everywhere, fruit smashed, burnt bacon, eggs burnt on a pan, and how did he get whatever that pink stuff is on the ceiling. “ what in the world” I just shake my head.

“ I tried to make bacon and eggs but that didn’t work so then I tried to make a smoothie and we’ll the blender had a mind of it’s own so then I started pancakes and you woke up so I gave up” I am bursting into a full on laughing fit when he stops talking.

After I quit laughing enough to talk “ okay let’s get this cleaned up”. I started putting the dishes in the sink and throwing away all his failed attempts. He joins me and washes the dishes and he takes seconds so he moves on to wiping the counter. I just point up so he can get the smoothie off the ceiling. “ looks like I’m going to have to give you some cooking lessons” I laugh.

“ from you mija I would do anything” he smiles and kisses my cheek, it’s crazy how just that small gesture warms my heart.

After we finished cleaning his breakfast disaster “ okay so I have to get ready for work can you give me a ride so I can drive my car home”

“ of course mi amor” I get ready real fast and grab a banana. After that he drops me off to work and when we pull into the parking lot I see my car and I am devastated. The windows are smashed out and the word slut is spray painted on the side of it.

“ what the actual f**k. Who the f**k would do this to my car I have only been with two men in my entire life, how does that make me a slut” I am pissed. I get out of his car to assess the damage and he is right behind me.

“ I will take care of it just go into work”

“ no I need to call the police and my insurance company.”

“ don’t worry about it your car will be back here in perfect condition by the time you get off work”

“ so why shouldn’t I call the police?” Now I am definitely curious to why he doesn’t want the police involved what dose he know that I don’t.

“ I promise I will explain later. Right now I need to take care of your car and who did this.”

“ so you know who did this?”

“ si but I cannot get into it now and you need to get to work I’ll be back in a few hours.” He bends down and kisses me and just that sweet little kiss makes me feel warm all over.

“ okay so see you soon” I smile and watch his perfect ass walk to my car and grab his phone. How did I get so lucky.

“ Are you just gonna stand there and stare at my ass are you going to go to work” he yells across the lot. I turn tail and run into work.

As soon as grab my apron Ash is right there “ what has you so red in the face?”

“ girl!!!! I spent the weekend with my Mr. Mysterious and girl!! Girl!! He is amazing in bed and huge”

“ like how huge?”

“ I thought he was going to pop out my bellybutton huge” Ash’s eye go wide

“ no freaking way! Tell me everything.” We spend the next few hours gossiping about Carlo. I edit out a few things of course she doesn’t need to know about his vampire king lifestyle. Just as it hits 6 p.m. Ash has to leave and in walks my Mr. Mysterious I’m going to have to get a new nickname for him as he is becoming less and less of a mystery. As she is going out the door I see her mouth ‘ omg so f*****g hot’ and fan herself, and I break out in a huge grin.

“ hola mi amor, just my usual and I have to go but I’ll be here after your shift” he sounds cold not his normal self.

“Okay I’m off at 1” I give him his tea that’s not really tea and leaned over the counter to kiss him but he moves his head so I ended up kissing his cheek instead. I don’t know how to take that. Why is he being like this?

“ see you later then” he turns and is out the door before I can even process what that was.

It’s the end of my shift and I’m going to the parking lot too see if my car is there and of course it is and it’s back in the original condition. And there is Carlo leaning on the drivers side door. “ I promised it would be as good as new didn’t I.”

“ you sure did” I wink and go to put my arms around him but he moves away “ did I do something wrong?”

“ no I just think we are going to fast so I think we need to take some time away from each other” but he looks pained as he says it. My happiness comes to an abrupt end. What the hell I really thought he liked me apparently he just wanted to f**k me.

“ f**k You! If you just wanted a cheap f**k you should have just said that you didn’t have to play with me I thought you really liked me but I guess that was my mistake get away from me. I don’t want to see you again. And if you ever come to my work again I will throw your f*****g hot water in your stupid b***h ass face!” I throw open my door and get in as fast as I can I pull out of the parking lot so fast my tires squeal. I give myself one last look in the rear view mirror and he is just standing there with a shocked look on his face.

“ well fuckin good asshole” I shout to myself. How could he do this. The second man I have ever been with and he hurts me. I can feel myself breaking again. It's like my husband all over again, my heart hurts and I can't breathe. I pull into my driveway as I start to hyperventilate and the tears are betraying me and spilling without my permission.

I wake up in the morning still in my car I must have passed out I go inside to shower and get dressed. It’s 9 A.M. I look in the mirror and I look like s**t and feel about the same my muscles are sore from sleeping in the car. I have to pull myself together and get going. I strip my bed I have to get his smell and everything that reminds me of him and his stupid face out of here. Once the house is clean I go to work again. This is how the next month goes I don’t see stupid face I just work and sleep it’s just like when my husband died all over again.

It’s December first and I decided I am not going to be sad anymore I am going to decorate and do my Christmas traditions that I used to do, because I need to get out of this funk.