Obsessed

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He set me down slowly on the ground to where I was standing in front of him.

I placed my hands on the side of my head, elbows out.

"Vampire emotions are way more intense than human emotions by the way, holy fuck."

"What do you mean, you felt their emotions? That's not possible. You're human."

I looked up at him from under my lashes. I was still drunk and my head was swimming a bit, but I was okay.

"Really? I thought I was a fucking alien." I shook my head at him, causing myself to stumble.

"Whoa." He replied, reaching out and grabbing my arm to steady me. "Really?" He mocked me, pursing his lips then smirking. "Cuz I thought you were! Damn, now I just feel lied to. This whole time.." He shook his head, biting his lip to keep from smiling.

"Shut up Brock." I grumbled out before I sat down on on the concrete ledge that was around the tree in the front yard.

He laughed lightly, and let it trail off, sitting beside me.

"So what did you mean? You could actually feel what they feel? How is that possible? I can do that, but only a little. We usually go by smell and hearing. Hormones, and heart rate. You actually feel what they feel?"

I nodded, turning my head to meet his gaze. He was a little worried.

I could feel it, but he wasn't freaking out which was helping me to feel better.

"I feel exactly what they feel. When we first started drinking, I felt everyone's happiness, their eagerness to just have fun, so it was ten times worse on me. Then Jake and Corey walked in...well, let's just say that I do NOT want to be having those feelings for them."

He blinked at me, and his eyes widened. "What? What feelings?"

Oops...I started blushing, feeling the heat creeping up my neck into my face.

His nostrils flared and his eyebrows went up.

"Oh hell NO, I am NOT okay with that! You stop this..whatever it is right now!"

I rolled my eyes. Bad idea. Still drunk.

"Do you think I want to be feeling THAT every single time one of them walks in the room? It's embarrassing. They can SMELL it! You can SMELL it! Fuck Colby, I don't know what it is, how am I supposed to stop it?" My chest was heaving my breathing heavy, and Colby's actually was too. "Am I-" I stopped and furrowed my brow, a thought occurring to me.

"What?" His tone was clipped and short with annoyance.

"Am I turning into a vampire or something?" I basically whispered it, scared to say the words, but I knew he could hear me.

His arm came around me, sensing my fear.

"No, it's not possible. You didn't die. I was scared that you would, and I did feed you my blood, trying to heal you or have you come back to me in some form. I couldn't lose you. You have to die to become a vampire and you didn't. Trust me, I would've known. I would know now. I can still smell your very human blood rushing through your veins. This is, again, uncharted territory." His arm tightened around my shoulders, bringing me closer to him, so that I could lay my head on his shoulder.

"So why am I always different? Why can't anything just be fucking normal with me? Even in vampire world, I'm an outcast." I grumbled, feeling that old, nagging part of me that always told me that I wasn't good enough or didn't belong.

"Baby girl, you're special. I wouldn't want you any other way. Yeah, it's different, you're different. You fell in love with an asshole vampire that tried to make you hate him. Anyone else would have but you wanted to know why I was such an ass. Then you made me better. There is no one else like you out there. This is something...we're definitely going to have to try and figure out. If we can, great. If we can't, well, I'll make sure that you're safe. I might have to lock you in the room, away from the other guys but we'll make it work."

I giggled, turning my face up to look at him. He smiled back down at me, and then leaned in, kissing me softly.

His free hand came up and cupped my face, his thumb caressing my cheek.

"I love you Chloe. Have since the day I saw you. You've changed my world in so many different ways. You saved me from the monster that I was becoming. I promise I'll do everything I can to help you figure this out."

I sighed, and looked up at the sky. I could feel my love for him and his love for me, mixing together inside of me, forming one huge ball of emotion that brought tears to my eyes.

"I didn't realize...I didn't know." I choked out.

He didn't have to ask what I was talking about.

He knew.

"Well, now you do. I love you more than anyone has ever loved another. It will always be you Chloe. You're my world."

A sob escaped my throat as the feeling hit me in the chest, my heart exploding, feeling like he just literally shoved everything he has ever felt for me into it, pushing it to the breaking point. Like an overstuffed suitcase, ripping at the seams. He hugged me, both of his arms coming around me, holding me tightly to his chest, while I sorted through and enveloped what was happening inside of me.

It was just so much. If this power or gift, whatever it was, stuck around, I was going to have to learn how to control it because this was intense.

"I don't think the human body is supposed to feel this much." I hiccuped out, trying to control the meltdown that I just had.

He chuckled a little, and rubbed my back.

"It's not. Everything is intensified when you become a vampire, especially your feelings. Why do you think I shut mine off for so long? It was a lot to deal with."

We sat there like that, for a moment, just holding onto one another, realizing that the love we had was like nothing that had ever even existed.