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checking for injuries.  I only complied as much as I did because he wasn’t feeling me up in any way.  He was that worried. 
                  Okay.  So the whole biting and becoming a Vampire thing.  “Cas, can a Vampire bite turn me?”  I yelled through the bathroom door.
                  Silence.
                  “Cas?” I called louder.
                  “I am not sure Anastacia.”
                  Ehhh!  My full name.  “What’s wrong?”
                  “Did she hurt you?”
                  Who?  The evil Vamp chick?  “No Cas.  I told you.”
                  I opened the door to see a pacing man burning a hole in the yellow rug that sat in front of my bathroom door and matched the one by the bedroom door.
                  “Why?”  I was used to feeling emotions on everyone and just never asked, but with Cas I always wanted to overanalyze every single little detail.  Like now. 
                  “What are you afraid of?” I asked.
                  “Her name is Nara.  She is an older Vampire than any of I know my own age.  Her father, Drac, was the Vampire lord before and my sired father.”
                  And this story has a purpose?  “Why are you telling me this?” 
                  His fear rose to the highest level that only equaled when he feared for my life. 
                  “She is more than just her father’s daughter and her attack on you was not an accident.”  There was something in his voice that didn’t quite get to the surface of what he was actually conveying.  He watched the fireplace, not me.  The smoke coiled up into the chimney disappearing into the black void.
                  “Well, Cas.  Spit it out.”
                  “She was betrothed to me at my turning and neither of us given a choice.”
                  Was this one of those gaspy moments in the climax of a movie where the woman scorned claws the eyes out of the she devil who was trying to take her man?  Sorry to disappoint but I have something better than revenge planned.
                  “And you’re afraid to tell me because you think I will get all upset that she’s obviously angry I stole her man when I obviously never pursued him in the first place and I obviously am not the least bit surprised that you have someone else who drools after that gorgeous body.  Well sorry to burst your bubble dear.  She can’t have you.”
                  We wouldn’t be together if it was any other case so I wasn’t jealous.  Well, maybe a little.  After I assure myself of a few details to make my girlisms calm down a bit.
                  “Nara—
                  “Don’t say her name!” I spat.  So I was a little jealous .
                  His eyes shot to my face but he didn’t come closer to me like any other time.  He was so afraid.
                  “She was told when I was changed that I belonged to her and that at eighteen we would be joined.  It was a sick joke against the first Lord Cross for starting my change.  Drac didn't like being upstaged and offered to turn me for him greedy with the chance to own me.”
                  “So.  It didn’t happen.  The joining part.”  Where was the punch line?  In my gut at the moment.
                  “She isn’t happy.”  His fists balled.
                  “Obviously.”  I snorted very unladylike.
                  He still stayed across the room resting his fist on the mantle the other I feared nearing an eager move to hit something.  That’s just how he was.
                  I hated being right.
                  Bam!  His fist made a solid imprint into the top brick on the corner below