"So tell me about yourself, your family, and everything."

Vincent shrugged. "I have four sisters. I'm the second oldest."

I furrowed my brows. "Wait, you all got turned into Vampires?"

Vincent rolled his eyes. "No, we were born Vampires. My mom's a Vampire who fell in love with a human. When a Vampire sleeps with a human or a half-blood, they're more likely to have children. So she decided to take advantage of that and have two kids before turning dad. My sister and I, then she turned my dad but still fell pregnant three more times."

"Wow, I thought Vampires couldn't reproduce."

"Some can't; some can. Depends on what Vampire you are."

"No wonder why. I was kind of confused when you said I could only have children with you."

Vincent shrugged. "I don't want kids, but you can only have them with me if you do."

I rolled my eyes. "Ok, buddy."

"I'm being fucking serious."

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?"

"I do." I rolled my eyes as he smirked. "What about your family?"

I sighed, smiling. "I have an older brother, Jericho. He's twenty-seven, then a younger sister who's fifteen, her name's A'raya, two twin boys who are thirteen, King and Lucky, and then another girl, White, who's ten."

"Damn, all of you guys got some weird ass fucking names. Except for Jericho, it's kinda there."

I rolled my eyes. "My mom liked uniquely beautiful names."

"Roya means vision or dream. Your great-great-grandmother must've added the a for more uniqueness." Vincent says randomly.

I laughed. "How do you know?"

Vincent sighs. "I've been here for thirty-two hundred years."

I furrowed my brows. "You just randomly met my grandmother?"

Vincent shakes his head. "Yea, she's a bitch. I remember her so well because she killed my only brother, Vicktor, and drove a stake right through his fucking heart."

I gaped at him. "My ancestor? Oh my god."

No wonder why he hates humans.

"You look just like her. That's probably why you were named after her. Ironic, isn't it?"

I frowned. "Vincent, you know I would never even think of doing that, not even to Derek."

Vincent snorted. "I know, A'roya, I can feel the guilt in your heart. You didn't even kill him, damn."

I scoffed. "I can't believe an ancestor of mine would do that; it's disgusting–"

"My dad's side of the family used to be Vampire hunters. Everyone thought they were delusional. I guess that's why I hate humans; most Vampires don't feed on live humans because they think it's disgusting. They'd rather eat an already dead human. Or get blood from a blood bank."

"Do you know how humans turned on Vampires? There are so many different stories."

"I don't fucking know, but I'm pretty it went like this, some dumbass fucking Vampires decided to eat live humans, and they were caught making all of us look bad."

"I don't think you're bad, just scary."

"A'roya, that's because you're a dumbass." I narrowed my eyes at him, but he ignored it.

"But I truly am sorry about your brother. I can see now why you would've hated me."

Vincent shrugged. "It's been hundreds of years, and since you're my mate and not the A'roya from 1820, you're good."

I kissed his cheek, and he scrunched his face. "Don't ever give me a kiss if you're going to kiss me like that."

I gasped. "What do you mean?!"

"Your lips touch mine, not my fucking cheek. What am I, your kid?"

I giggled. "Ok, I'll take note of that," I said while opening a sprite cranberry.

"How did you meet Derek?"

"Huh?!" I don't know why I was so surprised about that question, but I was. Vincent looked at me weirdly, and I snapped back. "Oh, um, at church."

Vincent sighs. "After everything he's done to you. You don't want him dead?"

I sigh, forgetting all about my soda. "He's his mother's only son, and his father was abusive. I'm in no way defending him, but I'd be a hypocrite to ask why he'd be just like his father. In my twenty-six years of life, the first time I've been to the zoo was yesterday. I've grown up knowing that I have to be controlled by whoever, and I thought it was normal until now. Derek grew up with abuse, it's all he knows, and I want to help him."

Vincent narrows his eyes. "Help him?"

I nodded. "I still want out of this marriage, but it's not fair. Derek deserves a second chance in this world, he needs to learn how to treat women, and he can't do that in a grave or in prison. His father taught him something wrong, and it's not his fault."

"Some people can't be helped–"

"But we don't know that with Derek. His mother told me the story. She believes her son has moved on from that, but he hasn't. He's obviously doing what his father did, and maybe he just needs to learn that that's not the way."

Vincent stares at me for a while. "I've never seen anyone so fucking dumb and somehow simultaneously beautifully kind like you."

I smiled. This time I kissed his lips.

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

"I called this friend meeting because we have too many secrets. We're like sisters, I have something to get off my chest, and I know damn well all of you do." Khascian announced. Khascian called us over to talk at her house, and of course, we agreed. Ever since working at the hospital, all of us have been busy.

I nodded in agreement. "I do."

Elora laughs. "Yeah, I guess we drifted apart somehow." She drinks her water, acting kind of suspicious. "I'll go first because I don't know if you guys can top this."

Khascian and I nodded as if Vampires couldn't top anything.

"So, I'm sleeping with a doctor on the CCU floor, Finnegan, I've been sleeping with him a lot, and we're not just sleeping. We're dating. I didn't mean for it to get serious, but it did, and I even met his fucking daughter. I'm panicking because, fuck, I don't know what to say to toddlers."

"Wow, why would you hide this from us? We're happy for you." I squealed.

Khascian nodded, putting a hand over her chest. "Yeah, I thought you were gonna say you were pregnant."

Elora chuckles nervously.

"You are?!" Khassy and I asked.

"No, no! I'm not." She chuckles. "I don't want to die just yet." She jokes, but we're still waiting for her to spill.

"It's Phoebe and Jericho." Elora whispers.

Aw, hell nah.

"Please, don't tell me–"

"Jericho got Phoebe pregnant."

"Bruh, does the Author have a breeding kink-"

Yes, I do, don't like it? Fuck off.

For all my lovelies.....I HAVE SOO MUCH SMUT PLANNED. IM GONNA TRY SOME SERIOUS/LIGHT BDSM.