The Vampire King's Fated Mate

CHAPTER 7: AUNTY MITSY

Dear Miss Alexis Price;

We're sorry to inform you that your position as our new Class-A elementary school teacher has been withdrawn…

Lexi must have read that email a hundred times since she received it a few minutes ago.

How excited she was when she was offered the job on the spot, after her very impressive interview, only to have her dreams crumble mere days later and in an emotionless, properly written email.

A few parents would be uncomfortable having their children taught by a woman who dresses too masculine for their taste.

It would confuse the little ones, they said, as stated in the email.

The cunts didn't even have the decency to call her and explain things over the phone, and to think she was genuinely nice to them on the day of the interview.

Now she was parked in front of Donna's uncle's house.

She had been planning this surprise date for her girlfriend for the past three days. Plus, she thought it would have been a great opportunity to share with Donna the news of the new job. But again, life decided to f**k her up the ass.

Lexi breathed heavily through her nose. She looked around her car, which was behind on payments, and she picked up the $90 bouquet of red roses, another expense her already over-used credit card didn't need.

Then she grabbed the small shopping bag that held the edible lubricant and a vibrator that can be worn on the tongue for some much-needed p***y-play.

She finished up the blunt she was puffing and threw it out the window. Then she commanded her body to wake the f**k up, so she could get to the comfort of her lady's arms.

Mechanically, her feet led her up the path to the house. She paused at the side to do a breath check, making sure the mints were masking the smell of the joint she just smoked. Donna would have her head if she found out she got baked without her.

A scene caught her attention through the window. Lexi ducked, ensuring that the individuals didn't notice her, as she stared on in shock.

She swallowed, pressing her back against the wall and perching her ass on the crushed red rose garden that her feet just trampled. Lexi again laughed at the irony of it all, squinting at the bouquet in her hand.

She closed her eyes as the heat of the sun pounded against her lids as she tried to find her calm.

Lowering her head, she took a deep breath before she opened her eyes once more.

She couldn't believe what she just saw through the window.

Donna's hands were tightly wrapped around a muscular Asian guy, who looked like he was a member of the BTS boy band. He had his hand snaked around her waist, while she glanced up at him admiringly.

Maybe it was nothing, she told herself. Without being seen, she made it to the front door and rang the doorbell, hoping that her instincts were wrong, and her girlfriend was not a pathological cheating liar.

Lexi was known to overreact, so she prayed that her surprise romantic gesture would still gain her multiple orgasms.

Lexi plastered her ‘surprise I didn't just see you eye-f*****g someone who was not me' smile on her face, ready to study the look on her girlfriend's face when she opened the door and saw her, but instead of Donna greeting her, a tall blond lady greeted her instead and with a scowl, nonetheless. Her bob cut framed her elongated face perfectly.

Her piercing blue eyes scrutinised Lexi with disdain and she was clearly impatience. It was obvious she couldn't wait to get rid of Lexi so she could return to whatever boring conversation was taking place in the sitting room.

“You have the wrong house, young man. The Jacksons live next door," the woman stated coldly, while giving Lexi a half-smirk. She flicked a lock of her hair that fell over her eye before she turned to close the door.

The Jacksons? Isn't that the coloured family next door?

This rubber cunt! Lexi swallowed her growl, wanting so badly to rip into this old plastic b***h.

Lexi stuck her boot inside the house, barring the woman from closing the door. “I'm here to see Do...”

Before Lexi could finish her sentence, Donna came up to them. “Mother, is everything ok?” she asked before she gave Lexi a puzzled look.

“I don't know, dear. That's what I want to find out." Donna's mother turned her attention once more to Lexi and waited for the young man's reasons for interrupting their afternoon.

“Are you lost?” Donna cruelly inquired, staring Lexi dead in her eyes, pretending not to know her.

Lexi didn't know what a heart attack felt like, but at that moment she thought her heart would fail her. An immense pressure weighed down on her organ of love, threatening to explode if Donna continued to stab her in the chest like that.

“Are you serious right now, Donna?”

It was like Lexi didn't remember how to blink. The dressed-up barbie doll in front of her, painted in makeup and covered in bling, was not the same Donna, who only eleven hours ago was sucking Lexi's ghost from her p***y.

“I'm sorry, but do you know this man?” Donna's mother queried.

“She knows me pretty well!" Lexi deadpanned while she threw the bouquet on the ground, crushing it beneath her boots. The Asian fellow and an older Asian couple walked up to the scene, catching on to the tension brewing at the door. Donna's uncle just curled up on the couch, chugging on his beer.

“Is everything alright, Darling?" The Asian guy questioned, placing his palm so lovingly on Donna's shoulder.

Lexi hissed, wanting to use her teeth and chew his hand off for touching her woman.

Her heart bled harder when Donna answered, accepting a kiss from him with her cheek. “Yes, Johnathan, everything is ok."

“And who is your friend?" Johnathan stretched his hand for Lexi to shake. He was smiling, showing orthodontically, straight white teeth. He tossed his chestnut hair out of his face and glared at Lexi. His movement was very robotic. Although he was frat boy and underwear model handsome, something about him still seemed plastic. His perfect brown hair fell across his forehead in a swoop, and his grey suit and impeccable white shirt were so tailored, Lexi wondered how he managed to lift his arm for a handshake. “I'm Johnathan, Donna's Fiancé.”

Lexi's tear-filled eyes trailed down to Donna's ring finger, and sure enough, there was a diamond ring as big as Jupiter hugging that special finger tightly.

“I'm sorry," Donna mouthed.

“Stop, just stop!” Lexi heard herself say. Pounds of anger built up in her nerves. She had tried with Donna for months now, but her lies and personality changes were giving Lexi a whiplash.

“Excuse me, young man. But why are you yelling?" Donna's mother fumed, clutching her collar in fury. She had planned her daughter's engagement to Mr. And Mrs. Wu's son since Donna was old enough to date. She would be damned if this engagement didn't succeed.

“You know what? f**k this s**t!" Lexi cursed.

“What a weird guy," Johnathon exclaimed as he accompanied his parents back to the sitting area.

Donna felt bad.

“Mother, maybe I should go see if sh –," Donna tried telling her mom as she made a move to step outside. Her mother gripped her arm.

“No, he seems dangerous.”

“No mother, he's not, and he's not a he, but a she."

“So you do know him, I mean her," Donna's mother spoke coldly. “Listen, anything you have going on with that girl is over today, you hear me? Our wealth and status is depending on you marrying into the Wu family."

“Yes mother, I know, now let go of my arm," Donna answered through gritted teeth, yanking her arm from her mother's hold.

She went chasing after Lexi. “Wait, Lexi. Stop!" She tried her best to run in her heels, but Lexi was faster than her. “Come on! We will still get to see each other and have fun," Donna spoke, causing Lexi to halt.

Lexi walked up to her. Donna stopped running. “Fun?" Lexi scoffed.

Donna looked behind her and made sure they were out of view. “Yeah, fun, like this." she lowered her hand down to Lexi's mound. Rubbing and gripping her through her trousers.

“No! Stop it. Just f*****g stop it!" Lexi yelled, stunning Donna. Lexi staggered away from Donna's touch and walked toward her ride. “I am no one's dirty little secret.” she threw the shopping bag in the front seat of her car, it was a good thing she kept that receipt.

“Now that's not fair—you knew I wasn't ready to come out when we met, and you said you were ok with that," Donna's voice was angrier but still in hushed tones.

“Look, I get you aren't ready to come out to the world, but you lied to me. You told me on Valentine's Day that you came out to your parents, and they threw you out, so that's why you've been staying here, at your uncle's.”

Again, Lexi felt used, when she realized Donna only danced with her at the Ball because she was hiding behind her mask. Nobody could tell it was her.

Donna couldn't look Lexi in the eye, as she remembered the lies she told. So, she confessed everything; how she was betrothed and her family's money problems. Donna hoped it was enough and that Lexi would agree to be with her in secret, but Lexi saw something in Donna's eyes that tore the last remaining strings of her heart.

Donna had feelings for that stiff.

“Unbelievable!” Lexi sighed.

“I'm sorry I lied to you. I really missed you and I panicked when I saw you standing outside the ball and I just had to talk to you."

“So what? You made up a lie to get me back in your bed. Is that it, Donna? Am I just a good f**k to you? Something to get you off when you need it?"

“It's not like that! You know how my parents are, and you can't force me to out myself if I'm not ready."

Lexi saw Donna's mother scuttling angrily towards them. “Here comes your mom," Lexi announced. “She's probably angry that you are out here entertaining a tom-boy while your Fiancé and his family are waiting for you.”

“Lexi, don't do that!”

“Goodbye Donna," Lexi held her tears, she dared not cry in front of Donna.

She knew now that she must move on, and she told herself that she would do everything to get Donna out of her head.

She wanted to call her cousin, but Nicky had been acting strange lately, thinking that vampires and monsters were real. She couldn't spring all of her s**t on her baby cousin right now, so she decided to drive to the small supermarket off the highway. Some orange Fanta with sour cream-flavoured chips should do the trick of wiping that b***h out of her system, and maybe a bottle of Smirnoff vodka would help the process move a little faster.

Lexi drove maddeningly to the grocery store, swerving her car and running two stop lights on the way.

Without putting on her indicator, she plunged the car over the left curve and zoomed into the supermarket's parking lot, cutting off an elderly lady and stealing her spot while she was at it.

“Hooligan.” The old lady shouted. Parking her car next to the open spot next to Lexi. The woman jumped out of her car, wielding her handbag and shouting profanities, fuming from her ears. She walked up to where Lexi was parked and kicked on the door repeatedly. “You want a piece of me, motherfucker? Come out here and face Mitsy like a man," the old woman folded her tiny fist, fixing her handbag on her shoulders. She was prepared for battle. Lexi was too busy battling her heartbreak, she didn't have the strength to indulge with this delusional old crone, so she wound down the glass. The old lady softened. “Why are you crying, dear boy.”

“My girlfriend is engaged to someone else.”

The old woman turned her nose up and sniffed the air around her, she spun around scrutinising the area. Growling and grunting, trying to see the intruders but she saw nothing. She assumed her age was getting the best of her.

Lexi felt sorry for the woman, she could tell she was getting senile.

Lexi sniffled and the woman reached her hand through the window and patted Lexi's head.

“You're young and hot. You'll have another girl hungry for you by the end of the day," the old woman tried to cheer her up. “Now next time you decide to drive like a Maniac, don't go cutting off an old she-wolf like myself. If I was in my prime, I would claw your balls out.” The old woman chuckled.

Lexi couldn't help but laugh. She couldn't imagine this sweet old lady getting in a fight with her, prime or no prime.

“Ok, mam. I won't”

“Nonsense, boy, call me Aunty Mitsy.”

Aunty and Lexi made their way into the store, conversing about which is the better sitcom, Golden Girls or The Jeffersons.

Little did Lexi know that her fate was only minutes away.