Bites & Addiction - Chapter 46：I'm a vegan. Correction-'was'

As Cordelia told me, my condition had been worsening day by day. As the time passing and the immortal child maturing rapidly than everyone expected, it’s started feeding upon me. I didn’t want my parents to see me like this so after a week of that horrible night, I’d been moved to my home. They had lost too much blood that night but their condition was normal now. But it wasn’t same with me as I was getting week as the days were passing. Good thing was Silas and Adele were where they deserved—in prison.

“Her pulses are slow.” Doctor said after checking my wrist. Vampire clan officially sent the doctor for my regular check up at home. They didn’t want a mortal to come near the pure blood that was inside of me, so they sent an immortal doctor for my check up. “The child is feeding upon her.”

“I know doctor. You’re telling us the same thing everyday.” Roman got up from the couch and took a threatening step towards doctor which made the doctor tremble in fear. “Tell us something that might can help to calm its hunger.”

Clarence grabbed his shoulder gently and pushed him back, realising that if he didn’t do something then in the next second the doctor might be dead. “Relax man. He’s from clan remember.” Clarence said quietly to him.

Roman chuckled humourlessly and I saw a drop of sweat fell down from doctor’s head.

He started drinking blood again a while ago since he decided that he would turn me into a vampire.

Only if I’d survive the coming days.

“My wife here is dying, and this doctor is useless.” Roman snapped, “You really think I care about that fucking clan?”

Pulling out the handkerchief from his pocket, doctor wiped the sweat away from his forehead with his trembling hand. Meanwhile I vomit blood. Everyone’s attention came to me and the blood on the floor.

“Flora, hey? Look at me!” Roman cupped my face with his hands and gave me a gentle shake when he saw my eyes closing and my head falling on the armrest.

It was hard for me to breathe as I felt like someone consuming oxygen from my body.

“I can’t breathe.” I said panting.

“Try to take slow breathe, Flora.” I heard Clarence suggested.

When I said I can’t breathe that mean ‘I.Can’t.Breathe.’

Simple.

“I-I think I s-should g-get some nap.”

“No. No, Baby. Don’t close your eyes.” Roman tried to stop me. “What should I do? What should I do?”

“There’s a way.” Doctor mentioned hesitantly causing two pairs of eyes turn towards him. “If the child is hungry then we should feed it what it wants—blood.”

“Are you out of your mind? She’s a human. And far from that— a vegan not a cannibal.” Roman protested.

Blood? Seriously? How am I supposed to drink blood when I’ve never touched a piece of meat in my life.

Mom always used to tell me that I should start non-veg, but I never listened her because both my heart and brain never let me.

But this situation is different. It’s not about me. It’s about my babies.

“I can do this.” I barely whispered, but he heard me because of his vampire hearing.

His brows furrowed in concern, “Are you sure?”

I nodded.

Immediately, he gestured to Clarence, and Clarence took it as a sign and stormed out of the room. In a moment, he returned with a white cup with a straw in that. Roman’s hand slipped to my back and he helped me straightening myself.

I took the cup. It was covered so I couldn’t see the content in it. Without wasting a moment I brought the straw to my lips and sucked the content.

They were looking at me with wide eyes as if waiting for me to judge their recepie.

“Tasty.” I said taking another sip. It was salty but not that bad. Everyone chuckled at me.

“You’re gonna be a perfect vampire.” Clarence chuckled, while Roman gave him a death glare. After awhile Clarence and doctor left.

Drinking the whole content I handed the empty cup to Roman. After putting the cup on the table, he seated himself beside me pulling me to his chest. I stretched my legs on the couch while my head on his chest, his arms encircling around me.

“How does it felt? Drinking blood when you never touched a meat in your life.” He asked quietly, his voice telling me that he wasn’t happy but….guilty.

“Good.” I said what I really felt because in that moment I only cared about my babies. “But…I think I should try the other blood types too.” He finally let out a chuckle, and pecked my lips with his. “What’s your favourite?” I asked.

“B positive.” He replied entwining his fingers with mine, and I ‘hmm’ed.

“Have you decided?”

I furrowed, “What?”

He sighed, “Twins’ names.”

I suddenly remembered that Roman and I had been searching through different websites about babies names. Few were in our mind and he wanted me to choose between them.

“Uh-huh.” I giggled before telling him the names, “Nathan and nicholas if they are boys, and Isla and Iris if they are girls.”

I looked up at him and he was already watching me with broad smile.

“You like it?”

“I love it.” He said brushing my hair back and placing a kiss on my forehead. “Bedtime.”

“I need shower.” I worn out, and saw my dress was covered in my own blood. “I can’t sleep like that.”

“Fine enough.” He smirked and helped me carefully standing up on my legs.

I perched on a seat in bathroom while Roman was filling the bathtub.

“Hands above your head.” He demanded, and I did while hiding my smile under my hair. Pulling the top over my head, he put that aside.

“I need to take off your pajamas.” I nodded and stand up. He kneeled down in front of me. I bit my bottom lip as I felt his fingers slipped under my pajama as he pulled it down. Now I was in nothing but bra and panties. After taking off my panties he stood up and went behind me. His fingers grazed my skin as he put my hair aside and unhooked my bra.

“Come.” He whispered huskily in my ear. I let him laying me in the bathtub. Feeling the warm soul soothing water on my skin I moan, leaning back against the bathtub.

“You can join, you know?” I smiled raising a brow at him while he sat on the side of tub.

“I don’t want to break our babies’ skulls.” He smirked, and then shook his head, “I’m good here.”

I shrugged and sang, “Your loss.” I heard his breathe taking chuckle as I closed my eyes.

After having a soul soothing bath I go to bed in an oversize hoodie, while Roman started giving me massage. It’s kind of habit of him of massaging my legs every night since my legs hurt more than a normal pregnant woman.

Sometimes condition gets worse and I feel like I want to cut my legs off of my body.

“Is it okay?” He asked as he pressed his thumbs into my sole.

“Mm-hmm.” I nodded. “This is a best massage I’ve ever had.” Suddenly, he stopped and his eyes shot up at me.

“Who gave you massage before me?”

I waved my hand at him and sighed nonchalantly, “Don’t worry Romeo, it was a girl. Now continue please.” He narrowed his eyes at me, but I ignored him and he continued anyways.