No more room to breathe

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Chapter Twenty Nine.

Part One out of Three.

No more room to breathe.

 Sonee's P.o.v.

 "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you" I repeated over and over again as I wrapped a scarf around my neck to cover multiple love bite's from Drake.

"You don't hate me... you just wished I put more" He chuckled, wrapping his arm's around my mid-section from behind me.

"Yeah yeah, go finish packing or whatever.." I grumbled, mad that I was going to be alone this weekend.

"Hey.. it's only for three day's and you get to come up for awhile after we check a few thing's.." He mumbled against my neck, pressing his lip's softly to my pulse point.

"When I see you again.. have your blood ready for me.. I don't know how much longer I can wait to...

you know" He smiled as if it was no big deal!

"Didn't your parent's ever teach you to keep your fang's to yourself?" I scolded, and he shook his head.

"My parent's told me no such thing!" He said innocently.

"Or you chose not to hear it.." I muttered quietly, and he winked.

About twenty minutes later we were outside by the 'personal Dungeon'.

 As me and Drake walked up to a group of guard's he suddenly turned to me with a sad smile.

"I'm afraid this is where we part way's.." Drake said softly, kissing my knuckles.

"Ooh noo" I muttered sarcastically, rolling my eye's.

"I know your sad..  but it's okay, if you are ever in danger just call out my name and i'll be there... also we aren't going to have cellphone's or any sort of electric device so if you need to send me a letter call kitch" He told me, completely ignoring my sarcasm.

"Kitch?" I asked, very confused.

"Kitch!" Drake yelled, and I heard a sharp chirping above me, and Drake held out his arm right as a huge black falcon with a weird bracelet on it's right leg.

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