Be Careful What You Wish For

I paced nervous in my room on that Saturday evening. I was about to go on a date with someone who I didn't even know for a fact was human. Not that I believed other things exist but running it over in my head, there is just no scientific reasoning or logical explanation as to how he could do some of those tricks.Maybe I'm in over my head and I should back out. What if he kills me?

While this was happening, I was looking for something to wear. I was nervous in a bunch of different ways and for some reason, not looking good tonight was one of them. The whole date idea is making me feel awkward and out of place. I held up a grey short sleeve button up next to the one I was going to originally wear, a soft black sweatshirt with maroon and yellow diamond shape outline across he chest. I went with the button down, not wanting to seem under dressed.

I had to pull myself together. Every time I was around that thing my head feels a little loopy and I can't breathe right. He wasn't around me now but even having thoughts about him, makes me feel nervous. I wish I could figure out what was wrong with me.

I scrambled together to make sure I looked decent. I played with some loose strands of my black hair, I was long overdue for a hair cut. I'm usually a relatively confident person but being around Vic makes me somewhat insecure. As much as I don't like the guy's attitude, he is rather godly attractive.

Those tone tan arms that look like they could pick up another person effortlessly. How soft his curly brown hair looks, like I could smoothly glide my fingers through it. His lips... I had conflicting feelings about the kiss. I didn't want it to happen but it felt more intense and powerful than anyone I've ever kissed. For some reason, whenever I'm around now, I catch myself staring at his lips.

The door bell rang and I exhaled, unaware I was even holding my breathe. I took one final glance in the mirror and smirked when I noticed that my ass looked pretty nice in my worn out dark blue skinny jeans. I slowed my pace when I got to the door and relaxed my facial expression, not wanting to seem too eager. I opened the door and was in a bit dismay, Vic looked....amazing. I couldn't help but stare a little bit.

"What's a matter, sunshine? Cat got your tongue?" he smirked and glanced me up and down before our eyes locked.

I felt a bit embarrassed for not dressing better tonight and silently cursed myself. He was wearing firmly pressed black slacks that fit just right. His shirt was white long sleeved but the sleeve had been rolled up to his forearm. It had clear buttons on it with the first one popped open that exposed his tan chizeld chest.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I asked with a cocky tone that mocked his and stepped out the door.

"So, where are we going?" I stopped when I saw his car. A yellow Mercedes from last year with special design rims and an obvious paint job black stripe.

"Impressive, isn't it? But don't worry, it's not nearly as beautiful as you" he said to me and I repressed my urge to smile, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. We stepped into the car and we're driving off.

"Real smooth. Now tell me, where we're going. Unless you're some kind of killer" I chuckled but then realized how strange he is and I started to wonder if I was making a huge mistake.

"Don't worry, Kellin. I would never kill you." the accent he put on the last word and the small smile made my skin crawl. Oh fuck! I definitely made a huge mistake.

"Hey, relax. I promise, I will not harm you" he put his hand over mine and that same wave of security and comfort over took my body. Suddenly, I didn't feel in any danger. But I pulled my hand away anyways, this isn't a real date to me.

"So, you said, you would answer my questions. I've got one. How the hell can you afford this car? You work as a performer in a carnival. Are you in the mob?" I asked in all seriousness but he just laughed in my face.

"You can ask any question about anything and you chose that one." he continued to laugh as he drove down dark streets, the needle continuing to sore higher and higher.

"If you must know, it was a gift from my brother, Mike." he told me and slowed the car down, picking up on my sudden anxiety.

"Mike? Isn't that the guy who works for the carnival as well? How did he get that kind of money? Like, nothing about you makes sense." I told him a little flustered.

"Yes, that's him. Mike always has money when it comes to making others happy. That's just who he is. We're here, by the way" he said and looked over at me. I hadn't even noticed he stopped the car.

We both get out of the car and I realized that I knew this place. I used to live down here but haven't visited in about three years. I always meant to but things got in the way until I almost all but forgot it. It was a huge park. There were multiple trails for biking, walking. There was a man made lake, where I went canoeing one summer. A big open field and back when things were good, my parents and I used to watch free local concerts and fireworks. The nostalgia made me smile until I realized I'd been standing there like a god damn idiot for about two minutes.

"Really takes you back, doesn't it?" he asked and walked over to my side, smiling and kissed my cheek. The heat spread across my face and I didn't try and hide it.

"Wait. How did you know I used to go here?" I asked as we started to walk through one of the trails, towards the lake.

"I watched you grow up. You loved it here. I felt bad when your parents moved to the other side of town. I just wanted to hug you when they packed up that moving truck." he said smoothly and the weird thing is that he was sincere. He took a hold of my hand and I let him. The whole situation was strange, especially his words but the strangest was that I wanted him to be close to me.

"Why do you say things like that? How do you know this? You're not that much older than me. Did we meet before?" I asked him in a quiet voice as we stepped over branches to get out of the woods.

"I don't exactly know why I say this kind of stuff. Honestly, kellin. I don't. I know this because I watched you grow up. We did meet once. A very long time ago but you won't remember it." he informed me an lifted up a dangling branch so I wouldn't have to duck under. What a gentleman.

"I should feel creeped out but for some reason, I'm not. Maybe I do remember, just tell me about it. I want to know" I told him and we let go of our hands to sit down, right next to the water, I instantly felt disappointed.

"You were six and actually at this park. You were upset and crying because you couldn't find your mom. Some older man start talking to you, telling you that he knew your parents and would take you back home. So, you went with him. You got in the car and he drove off. I should have known! I should have but at the time, I couldn't read thoughts. He went past your parents house and" Vic stopped and in the dark, I noticed his eyes started glowing red. I went to put my hand over his and comfort him but he wouldn't let me come near him.

"When you started telling him to turn around, he laughed and pulled over. He started touching you and kissing you. I broke open that car and I wanted to kill him but I couldn't let you see that. I just made sure, he got what he deserved." he said and I saw his body relax a bit.

"I remember that but I don't remember you being there. I remember a cop pulling up when he was playing with my pants." I told him and averted my eyes in shame.

"Hey, look at me." Vic said and lifted a finger under my chin, eyes back to brown and very little space between our lips.

"You have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed of. You did nothing wrong." he told me and we stayed like that, inches away and the tension making everything more intense.

"Wait. Did you say read minds? That's not humanly possible. Also, how do I know you are not some douche bag, making some near-impossible story up to fuck me?" I told him, backing away and becoming very concerned.

"You know, I should have never agreed to this shit." I told him getting up and walking back towrds the trail.

"Wait! Kellin. Please. I told you, I'd answer your questions but you need to give me time to answer them." he said but I just kept walking, ignoring all his bullshit remarks.

"I said I can read minds, yes. It's not humanly possible because I'm not human." he said to me and I spinned around, getting in his face.

"Don't give me that shit! I became just like everyone else at that stupid party and fell right into your trap." I said to him with anger in my voice and saw a flash of determination cross his eyes.

"Forgive me" was all he said before picking me up without my consent.

I yelled at him to put me down but before I could finish the sentence, we were standing in knee deep water. I splashed it with my hands and stared, double-checking to see if it was real. I looked back up at him and suddenly, I was afraid. Maybe what he was saying is true.

"Do you still not believe me, darling? There are other things I can show you. Please don't be afraid" he said with a soft voice and I knew he was completely serious.

"Show me something else." I said in a whisper. He waved his hand into the air and it was morning, the sun was rising over the water and my eyes widened.

"Victor, what are you?" my voice shaked and he took me into his arms. I was still afraid but I let him hold me and his hands wrapped behind me, holding my hips. Our heads rested on eachothers and I stared into his eyes.

"That's a complex question. I can tell you though, that I am not human." he paused for a second and glanced at the water before looking back at me in all seriousness.

"And, don't be upset, Kellin but neither are you."