Latianna saw Ivan walking around the corner and she ran up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I think I need some fresh air,” she whispered in his ear, thinking about how much he meant to her. She knew she would never be able to kill him or change him. If only she could keep her parents thinking that she would! Then, they would have the perfect opportune moment to kill both of her parents and run away together! It would be worth it. She had to keep Ivan alive until every last guest was either killed or on their way home.
Ivan nodded and took Latianna’s hand as they walked outside together.
“They can’t hear us out here,” she said, once they were on the porch together. “The house is too loud with people talking, they can’t hear over it,” Latianna reassured Ivan when she saw he looked confused as to why they could not hear them talking.
“I tried, but I could not make out what they were saying to you,” Ivan said, looking down at the ground.
“That room is a soundproof room. I can tell you what they told me, if you really do want to know,” Latianna said, holding back her tears. One would think her parents would care about her, and care about whom she cared about. Unfortunately, that was not the case, and though it pained Latianna something great, she knew that it could never be. That was the main reason she wasn't opposed to Ivan to killing them so she would be human once more.
“I do, Latianna, I do want to know,” Ivan said, wrapping his arms around her waist and drawing her closer to him.
“They told me I had to kill you or change you, either one. Ivan you know I could never do such a thing, and I will not. I care about you too much to do either of those things. But, Ivan, I have to make it look like I will kill you later, or else one of my parents will kill you. They said they would and they were not bluffing,” Latianna said, pain in her eyes. “You have to trust me Ivan. I am not like them. You have to know that. I know it is hard for you to trust me…”
“It is not!” Ivan protested. “When I look into your eyes, Latianna, I see a beautiful pure-hearted girl, an honest girl, a good girl. The only problem is you are in a bad situation. It is nowhere near your fault that you are in that situation either. I trust you with my life, Latianna. I trust you,” Ivan said, bending down a bit to kiss her. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, partially to help with the tempting smell of blood in his veins and partially because it comes naturally to do such things when a girl is kissed with the sweltering passion that Ivan kissed her with. It was something Latianna only saw in movies before, but she felt her leg pop up as the butterflies in her tummy fluttered around for joy as Ivan kissed her.