s*x with a Vampire

Bud

Eli had to leave early this morning but he didn't wake me. Instead he left me a text. It's rare for him to stay the day with me but I understand. He's a very busy man with a lot of responsibilities.

I spent the morning thinking about our conversation last night. He was worried. I'm not sure about what but he was scared that I would walk away.

I was always the one to dream about meeting my husband at a young age and growing old together. I wanted to get married at 25. I have no idea what possessed me. I wanted to have kids soon after. I don't know why I thought 30 was such a dreadful age to have kids.

I'll be 26 next year, and I have yet to actually do any of those things. I always thought it was because I was unlovable. I gave so much to people but it never worked out. I just couldn't find my one.

But maybe all that was for a reason. Maybe Eli is my one. Maybe we were meant to meet and be together forever.

I start thinking about what it would be like to move to Scotland. Maybe I can work remotely with the team.

"What if we have kids?" I think out loud. Though we have been quite active, we always used protection. However, we both knew that there were risks. I have actually started the pills but I'm terrible at taking them on time.

I sit thinking about what our lives would be like. I've never been one to think about her wedding day. I still couldn't picture it.

Singular moments in time flashes through my mind. Moments with us on vacation, us playing video games sprawled off on our bed. Images of us cooking together, laughing at the movies, buying groceries. Even a couple with me giving birth, midnight feedings, first steps, first words.

I get lost in my thoughts. I am on the verge of tears picturing our child's first day of school when my phone rings. It's Shay.

"Hi" I sing.

"Hi babes," she sounds tired. "Miss me yet?"

"I've missed you since before you left." I admit. Shay is definitely my favourite sister. "How are things on ship?"

I hear her groan. "That bad?" I ask. Shay has been in the Navy for the last six years. I'm always amazed at her tenacity. I was shocked when she had announced she was joining the Navy. I had never pegged her for the military type. Her and

Shen has always been the girly girls out of the three of us. They enjoyed dressing up and partying while I enjoyed staying at home with a good book. Mainly because I was always too young to go anywhere.

By the time I came of age, I only got to go out with them to celebrate Shay getting into the Navy and essentially seeing her off.

"I swear, sometimes I want to throw someone off of this ship." She huffs. "And it's usually the same Caribbean people who are supposed to show you solidarity that makes it so difficult. They never want to do their job."

I listen to her as she vents her frustration. "So what's happening now?"

"We have some guests coming on the ship soon. I need to make sure everything is organised properly." She says. My sister is now a Leading Hand in the Navy.

"By the way, the washing machine is on the fritz, I need to call Fred to come and fix it." I tell her. I tried doing a load yesterday morning and I swear the machine was going to transform. It screeched and rocked, almost breaking it's legs.

"Oh, okay. Thanks." She replies. "How are things with you though?"

"I'm good. I've been thinking about when to move out actually. I know you guys want to get married in August. I should probably find a place for then." I say absentmindedly twirling my hair.

I look off into the distance thinking about where I want to live and what my budget should be. I've even thought about moving in with Garth or Harvey but quickly changed my mind. I should get my own space and learn to live on my own... That's if Eli changes his mind about wanting to live with me.

"You don't have to move out so quickly babes, you know we're not running you." My sister says. Her voice sounds low. I know she wouldn't want to see her baby sister move out. I've been with her for the last two years. Before that, we haven't seen each other for over four years.

I enjoyed spending time with my sister and I know she was probably scared that we wouldn't have those moments anymore. That's basically why I would like to live somewhere close by so we can share more moments.

"I know. I'm hoping I can stay close by so we can still go clubbing. Plus, I know soon you'll want to start a family, so Aunty can come babysit." I laugh. Images of seeing a chubby cheeked baby with a dimpled smile flash across my mind.

An angelic laugh brings me back to the present. "You're getting ahead of yourself sis."

"Nah, fam, I'm just stating facts." I quickly check the time. We've been talking for over an hour now. I should be getting ready to head over to Harvey's soon.

"I spoke to our folks today. When was the last time you called them?" Shay asks. As the oldest child, she has a better relationship with them than I did.

"I called them last week just to check in. There usually isn't much to say you know." I scratch the back of my neck. I feel so weird not being able to hold a proper conversation with my own parents. We just never really connected like that.

I remember growing up and wanting to spend time with my dad. When we were younger he used to take us for drives every weekend. As we got older, it became more and more infrequent until he preferred to spend time with his friends.

I grew up mainly a Tom boy, trying to get his attention. It worked for a while but as soon as I grew boobs, that was it. My parents and I haven't had the worst relationship, I was actually their most behaved child. I guess because they didn't have to worry about me is why we barely spent any time together or they had any interest in my life.

"We spoke about work and dad said he's coming along with the house." I tell her. Our dad is currently doing construction on our house. When I left, we only had one functioning bathroom. He told me he built a decking where the vehicles can drive on to and the upstairs bathroom is fully functioning now.

"Anyway sis, my card is about to finish. I'll call you when I get a chance again. Bye, love you." Shay rattles off. I respond to her before the call ends abruptly.

I take the time to get ready and message Harvey to ask when to expect him. A message comes in quickly that he will be there in about an hour.

--One hour later--

"Are you ready to get your ass kicked in Mario Kart?" I jump into the front passenger seat of the truck and shoot Harvey a side eye.

"You're on bud." I laugh as he takes off towards his home. Garth is already there setting things up.

We decide to pick up the pizzas and drinks one time so we don't have to break from our play.