CLUB NUMBER FIVE (Immortal Blood) Read Free Page A

yourself into, do you? You don't know why the light hurts your eyes or why you can't eat anymore. Why you feel so restless and why you can sense things. But I do. I've been watching you and I don't like what I see.”
    “What do you see?” I asked shakily.
    He stepped closer. So close I could see small golden spots around his dark brown irises and smell the mint on his warm breath.“I see a breathtakingly beautiful young woman who has the world beneath her feet.”
    “And?” I whispered.
    “And I see how she let it all run through her fingers for a jerk.”
    “Jonathan is not a jerk!” I snapped.
    He touched my cheek. Electricity ran through my body and I felt desire as I'd never felt it before. “Really?” His voice was honey. “And you know this because…?”
    I opened my mouth but closed it quickly. What could I say? He was right about everything he had said about me and Jonathan. I didn't know him. I didn't know him at all and I'd let myself think I was somehow special because he had changed me. Wait!
    “How do you know I don't eat anymore? Have you been stalking me?” I narrowed my eyes and slapped his hand away.
    “You know I have,” he said with a wicked grin.
    “So you know what I am?” My voice was almost soundless.
    He nodded and grabbed one of my tresses with his fingers. He played with it, and every time he accidentally touched my skin, I shivered. I hated myself! I didn't want to feel like this. I didn't want to be easy and predictable. And, most importantly, I didn't want to be here with him, not like this!
    His eyes locked into mine and I held my breath. I couldn't think anymore. His lips were so close that all I had to do was move my head a little and our lips would meet. He let the moment stretch and I closed my eyes, waiting for our lips to meet. But when nothing happened, I opened my eyes just to see that he had moved a bit further away. I sighed, frustrated. He stared at me and smiled, putting his finger to his lips. I smiled back at him and, before I realized, he was gone.

CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
    The next morning , I took some extra time to make myself ready for school, and for what? Jonathan wasn't there and neither was that gorgeous creature I met yesterday. So I spent the day avoiding Kate and horny boys who happened to think I was some newborn sex goddess, which, by the way, I was not. I was still a virgin.
    When night came I knew what I had to do, so I pretended I had a headache and retreated into my room. I rummaged in my closet and found a glossy black dress I had never had the guts to wear. I sneaked into my mom's walk-in closet and borrowed a pair of her black stilettos. I knew she hated it when I borrowed her stuff, but this was kind of an emergency. I put some heavy make-up on my eyes and lips and slipped out.
    The cold air hit my face and I wished I had a coat. I glanced at the door once and took a step forward. Then I took another and another, and before I could stop myself, I was rolling my scooter silently onto the road. I knew I was swimming in dangerous waters but I had to do this. I rode to Jonathan's house and rang the bell. No one answered. Strange. It was a huge house and I was sure someone was home. All the lights were on and I could hear some music through the door. I rang again and waited. Nothing. I felt my perfect plan to squeeze the truth out of him drain to the sewer. Sighing, I climbed onto my scooter , put my helmet on and rode to the alley I had seen him going two nights ago. I knew it was a long shot, but I had to do something. I parked my scooter and hoped it would still be there when I came back. This was not the neighborhood I wanted to be in this time of night and I knew my mom would be furious if she saw me now.
    I pressed my eyes closed and collected all my courage. Then I took a deep breath and went to the door that led to the unknown club. I knocked and waited.
    Finally, a man the size of a bull o pened the door and looked at me questioningly.