Bad Taste (Part I) // Colby Brock

135 - Rebecca

Unfortunately, Sam didn't get to sleep in the car very long because I was eager to get home. I was excited, and I didn't want to wait for Colby to wake up to let out that excitement. Katrina and I were going to celebrate. She didn't know that yet, but we were on the way back to the house and my good mood was clear on my face.

Sam pulled up and ran straight for the inside, already gone by the time Katrina and I had followed. We locked the door behind ourselves and walked to the kitchen in sync. She dropped her keys on the counter, turning to me. "How did the call go?" She asked, hesitant.

I let myself smile at her. "Good. Very good." I paused. "I wanna go swimming. Want to come swimming?"

"Of course!" Katrina exclaimed back excitedly.

Next thing I knew, she was darting up the stairs. I went after her at a slower pace and went straight to Colby's room. My eyes locked on the heap of sexy lying on the huge bed, his chest rising and falling with each calm breath. He barely looked like an adult as he stirred and pulled the covers closer to him in response to my presence. I wished I could get in bed, but I wanted to hang out with Katrina—shocking to even me.

I changed into the same bikini as last time and didn't bother with a cover-up, heading straight downstairs to the backyard. Katrina was already there in the hot tub, but she jumped out for the pool when she saw me. I lowered into the water with a soft splash before dunking myself, brushing all of my hair back out of my face. When I came up to the surface, Katrina was smiling at me.

"What should we talk about?" She asked, drifting backwards.

"Who says we need to talk?" I replied, frowning. "Let's just have some fun."

"Fun?" Katrina repeated, a smirk on her face. I thought I heard a sexual undertone to her voice, and I couldn't help but start to grin at the idea. By her expression, I'd heard correctly.

"We could always see how fast the boys would hurry outside," I suggested, raising a brow at her as I swam a little closer. She watched me with a smile, flicking some water at my face. I didn't so much as flinch. "Come on, it'll be funny," I teased. Katrina just laughed. I made a grab for her and she shrieked in laughter, jumping away from me. I laughed with her, winking. "What is it with the people here rejecting me?"

Katrina rolled her eyes, swimming over to throw me over her shoulder. I didn't expect it to be so easy for her, considering I didn't see her as the strongest woman in the world, but she did. Then I was under the water after letting out a surprised squeal. She'd thrown me.

I came up to the surface playfully glaring at a grinning Katrina, who was on the opposite side of the pool now. She turned around and started to climb out. I catcalled her before turning and doing the same. We walked over to the sunbeds.

We had limited sunlight and we could get in the pool again when it was dark instead.

The heat radiated over my body, slowly warming me up. I let the silence settle between us for a long time, the sun beginning to move across the sky. I waited for a while just lying there until the question at the forefront of my mind came out of my mouth.

"How long are you going to stay human?"

There was silence. I turned my head to look at Katrina only to see her staring back at me slightly scared; a sad kind of scared—the one that said she had no idea. She gulped, turning away from me. "I don't know," she whispered. "I don't want to become a vampire, but I don't want to grow older when Sam won't be able to grow old with me."

"Would he, if he had the chance?" I asked.

Katrina sighed. "He says he would but I can't imagine he'd ever leave Colby behind. They need each other just as much as they need us. If Colby lived and Sam died, I don't know how he'd cope." Katrina met my eyes again and we smiled sadly at each other. Both of our fates were left completely in our hands—it was a lot to think about. "Do you think you'll be a vampire one day?"

"I want to be," I admitted. "It's not just about Colby, though. I feel weak and vulnerable as a human, I don't think that's what I'm meant to be."

"That's deep," Katrina breathed.

I chuckled. "I guess. Could just be my fucked up mind from growing up surrounded by vampires."

"I understand you. I don't like feeling weak either. When we were in that basement... I thought I was going to die without any chance at fighting back. I basically did die. If you weren't so... so strong, we would never have survived." Katrina paused. "Have I ever told you that you're the strongest person I've ever known?"

My breath hitched in my throat.

"I mean, you fight through everything. You don't let yourself get intimidated or manipulated; you fight back when you're attacked. You stand up for yourself. I mean, shit, you looked a vampire right in the eye before you bit her, and had the balls to snap back. I admire you. You're strong without dying first." She laughed humourlessly. "Colby couldn't have picked a better girl for himself."

Was I about to cry? Not if I could damn help it.

My chest hurt; my eyes were beginning to sting; my fingers were aching from clenching so hard. I didn't respond well to praise, nor did I respond well to the kind of feeling that was coming off of Katrina in waves right now. I could only handle Colby's emotions, not others'.

And after saying all that, Katrina was just casually settling back into the sun with a smile on her face. Did she know how much that meant to me?

How could she? I was a bitch and I didn't show my true colours to anyone. No one knew me.

But for a moment, it felt like Katrina at least understood me.

It felt good.