Wondering (Vi and Odd)

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Henry didnt know what to do. Somedays he felt like Phoenix was there and others, he felt like she didnt even care for him. But he couldnt complain, Alice was the highlight of his life. Just seeing her smiled made him happier then everything. But he couldnt see her anymore and he sighed, leaning back on the tree.

Henry watched her for a few minutes until she started shaking and mumbling. "Jessibel...wake up." he whispered, shaking her softly.

"Shh...it was just a dream, love." Henry whispered softly to her.

"It's ok, love." Henry told her, rocking her softly.

"I'm your sire...that's my job. I cant just leave you in the cold." He told her softly.

Henry hugged her back, standing up with her still in his arms. "We can crash at Violet's house." He told her softly, pushing some hair from her face.

"I'm sure." Henry said, disapparating. He landed in Violet's living room, looking around. Violet was sitting on the couch, a glare on her face.

"Henry, its rude to barge in. I could have been undecent. Or Mark could have been undecent. Knock next time." She said, standing up. Henry smirked, shaking his head. "Thats a lie Violet." he said. "I know you two are never like that,." He said, setting Jessibel down.

"Nor I." Violet said, sighing. Henry rolled his eyes, walking towards the basement door. "Look, we are gone. We just got chased from my house and Jarreds." He said.

"None of your business." Henry said, holding onto Jessibel's hand. He went down into the basement, turning on the light as he did.

"She scares everyone." Henry mumbled, turning around to face her. "Just ignore her." He told her softly, pushing her light into the wall. A smirk graced his face. "I win...again." He said.

"I bet not." Henry said, grabbing her hands softly. "I could win over and over. I'm just a nice person." henry told her, pinning her hands by her head. "And I win...again." He said, smirking.

"Ow, dam woman." Henry mumbled, falling down. "You win...you win." She mumbled.

"I dont believe you." Henry mumbled, pulling her to him.

"Do I have to have a reason?" Henry asked her, running his hand down her neck softly.

"Well I dont." Henry said, kissing her softly.

Henry pulled back, layig his head on hers. "And to think you hated me." He mumbled.

"Glad you changed." Henry said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Henry smirked again, leaning down to kiss her forhead.

Henry smiled, pulling her close. He walked backwards, hitting a box. Carefully, he lifted her up and sat on the box, keeping her close.

"It's not your fault." He whispered, turning her head to face him. "If it was, you wouldnt be sitting in my lap. I would have killed you already." He told her, kissing her softly again.

Henry smiled, looking around the basement. "Violet usually keeps a bed around here." He said softly, setting her down.

Henry walked futher back into the basement before calling out her name. "It's old, but it's ok." He told her, sitting on the edge of it.

Henry nodded, laying down. "Do you need some blood?" He asked her, looking at her neck.

Henry nodded, looking into her eyes. "But I think I can wait." He said, closing his eyes.

"Violet doesnt keep any in the house." Henry mumbled, sitting up. He wrapped his arms around Jezzibel, pulling her beside him.