Inject Me Sweetly / Dusk Until Dawn

:Inject Me Sweetly: Chapter Nineteen

            My dad nodded. “Well, you are a teenage girl.”

            “By the way, honey, you have to go pick up your car,” my mom interjected, her brows pulling together. “I don’t know why you left it in the parking lot of that building, but it might be towed if you don’t get it soon.”

            I nearly gasped. My car! With wide eyes, I turned to Vincent. My keys were at his house…

He noticed my alarmed expression and smirked. “Don’t worry, I grabbed your keys for you. I can’t believe you were going to leave them on the kitchen table, stupid.”

I forced out a laugh. “Silly me…” I trailed off, narrowing my eyes at him.

“Well, why don’t you go get your car? And while you’re at it would you mind stopping at the ice cream store to buy a carton for here? Chocolate would be best.”

“Sure,” I responded, happy to go retrieve my car— happy to drive again.

My mom smiled brightly. “Thank you! Take Vincent with you too. Show him around a bit.”

My expression fell the tiniest bit. “Er… Okay.”

“Make sure he doesn’t steal your car,” my dad said in mock seriousness. “Or kidnap you.”

“Again,” I muttered.

“What?”

I smiled at him. “Nothing!”

Vincent gave me a sharp look. “Ice cream sounds good,” he commented stiffly.

“Ask your brother if he wants some too,” my mom commanded, nodding her head toward the stairs. “Tell him I’ll pay for it.”

“Will you pay for mine too?”

She sighed lightly. “I suppose, since you’ve been gone for awhile.”

I waited patiently as she went into her wallet and pulled out a twenty-dollar bill. Thanking her, I gestured for Vincent to follow me out of the house. It was nearly night now. The last golden rays of sun were fading into the horizon, creating a deep purple and soft pink sky. It brought a warm smile to my face. In that little vampire world Vincent lived in, it didn’t ever seem to stop raining. I hadn’t realized how much I missed the sunset.

“Don’t you have to get ice cream from your brother?” Vincent inquired, breaking the silence.

“I’ll text him when we get there… I just realized my car is like twenty blocks away. Maybe we should take my mom’s car—”

“I’ve got it,” Vincent told me, disappearing from my view in the blink of an eye.

I stood idly by the side of the road, unsure what Vincent meant by that. Hopefully it was something helpful. He seemed to have a better personality now— but that could be because he was forced to by his father. Whatever the reason, it was pretty nice. And it meant I didn’t have to do the dishes.

Suddenly the roaring of a car engine resounded in the air, scaring the crap out of me. My head snapped in the direction of it, surprise filling me when I realized it was my car. It was barreling straight toward me. I stumbled back into my driveway, watching as Vincent slammed on the breaks, skidding ten feet down the road before coming to a halt. After idling for a minute as I gaped at him, he honked the horn impatiently. I hastened to the car immediately, wrenching the driver’s door open.

“What are you doing?” I demanded angrily. “You can’t speed down the street in my car!”

He cocked an eyebrow. “I believe I just did.”