Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Three
BuffyFaithfan1
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[SEVENTEEN]
    "Umm..." I said, and began my story. "I went to Haus when I was seventeen."
    "How old are te now?" Shropee asked me.
    "I'm nineteen. So, two years go." I detto and continued. "I was talking to Haus, and I provoked him da trying to kill him. I told him to meet me at Starbucks, and when he got out I had people grab him from behind. I then went up to him with a stake, but he kicked it out of my hands, pushed them away, got into his car and drove off yelling that he'll get back at me. So, two years later, he finds me, hires an assassain and that assassain throws a coltello at my head, I dodge it, go home, invite Tabra over, we eat chicken sandwhiches, but I don't eat mine because mine is coated in poison, and now we are here in this ever-growing fued with Haus."
    "Good story." Jerek detto from behind me, and I jumped.
    "God, te scared me." I detto and he laughed.
    "Sorry." He talked to Shropee for a bit, and then we went to his room.
    "Ready for the fight?" I asked him, trying to find a good topic to discuss on.
    "Yea. I can't wait to kill Haus. Not just because we have to, but because of what he made me do."
    "He's all yours." I laughed.
    "Were te serious?"
    "About?" I asked him.
    "Provoking Haus." I sighed.
    "Yea, I was. I knew what he was, so when te told me he was a vampire I made it seem I was a little bit surprised, but not fully surprised. I tried to kill him before, then he tried to kill me, and ta-da, we end up here."
    "I'm glad we did end up here."     Jerek looked at me.
    "Why?" I asked and he kissed my lips.    
    "Because then I wouldn't have been able to do that." Jerek breathed.
    "Oh." I detto and we smiled.
    "We should sleep, we got to train tomorrow." Jerek said,
    "Yea, we do." I detto and I started off to my letto after waving goodbye, but Jerek jumped up and ran to the door, closed it, and locked it. "What are te doing?" I asked.
    "I want te to stay here tonight."
    "What?" I detto and he grabbed my hand and led me to the bed.
    "I'm not gonna' make te get naked. I just think we should spend the night together. Like a sleepover." He kissed me again, and I didn't stop him, as if I ever would.
    When our lips parted, I nodded. "Alright, I'll stay."
    He smiled, and we got into the bed, laid down, and looked at eachother and began talking the night away until we got too tired and nodded off to sleep.