A/N: I know it's been a while since I updated but nobody reads my stories anyways. I'd read yours if you read mine. *sniffle* Anywho. This is the third actual chapter so for those of you who do read this I hope you enjoy it. Well bubye for now and if you have any questions feel free to email me or just ask in the review.

P.S. All of the store and band names are mine so don't steal them!

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Chapter 3: Shopping and Some Laundry Perhaps?

Briton was tearing apart his apartment. Where did I put it? He thought as he continued in his search.

"Looking for this?" Caleb asked as he held Briton's wallet in her hand.

Briton leaped over to her and snatched the wallet from her hand, "You've had it the whole time haven't you?"

"Maybe," she said innocently, "Can we go now?"

"I don't know, after what you just did I might not have the heart to take you," Briton taunted as he pulled his sweatshirt off.

"Please!" Caleb pleaded, "You're the one who offered and it'd be really rude to take it back now."

"I know, I was just kidding. I mean I don't want you wearing my clothes the whole time you're here."

"Oh thanks," Caleb said, "What, do I have cooties or something?"

"No, but I don't want to wash them all the time and I know you'd make me."

Caleb tilted her head to the side and smiled cutely, "I wouldn't do that."

"Ha! Very funny. I barely know you and I still know that you'd do that in an instant."

"So," Caleb said as she walked to the door. She waited for Briton who was being slow. He finally met her at the door and they left.

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Briton and Caleb walked down the crowded street in the pouring rain. A jacket protected them from being bruised by the pelting water.

"Is it ever gonna stop raining? I haven't seen the sun in three days," Caleb said as she walked close to Briton.

"Yeah it will in the morning and then it will start again at nine A.M. Don't worry, you'll see the sun in a few days."

"How do you know?" Caleb asked.

"Basic Awakening Ceremony knowledge. It's only happened once since you were born so you probably wouldn't remember it. I was only ten."

"So I would have been six. What is it anyways?" she asked looking up at him.

"It's when all the vampires have this huge celebration for a resting vampire before he or she is to be revived. It's a rare event, very formal."

"Do you need a date for this formal event?" Caleb asked, "I'm sure you have one already, but just in case-"

"No," Briton said quickly, "I don't have a date. Most of the vampires in the covenant hate me."

"Why?"

"I don't want to talk about it," Briton said as he stopped in front of the shopping complex, "We're here."

"I see that," Caleb said and walked in. Briton followed closely behind as Caleb walked into a store that she seemed to be quite familiar with.

"What is this place?"

"A store silly. It's called 'Disowned'. Brand name obviously, it's been around since the mid 2000's I think," she said as she grabbed some scrubs and matching t-shirts. A few pairs of jeans and some nice blouses were added to her now heaping pile of clothes.

"DoyouwanttogototheAwakeningCeremonywithme?" Briton asked in a whispered mumble.

Caleb smiled knowing that asking someone out really wasn't accustomed to Briton, "Of course I will. You know you don't have to be so nervous, especially around me. I'd love to go. I guess I need a dress now don't I?"

Briton nodded as Caleb grabbed a simple black dress, "Will this be fine?" she asked.

"Yeah it'll be fine," Briton said as his forehead began to glisten with sweat.

Caleb smiled as she glanced over his shoulder, "Oh shit! I know her!"

"Huh?" was all Briton could spit out before Caleb pulled him into a deep kiss. The girl passed and Caleb pulled away, "I have to go try these clothes on," she said out of breath.

"Yeah, that's a good idea," Briton gasped and they disappeared into a dressing room.

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Caleb sat on a small bench in the dressing room and Briton sat across form her on the floor, "Well I have to try this stuff on," she said as she stood up. Briton turned around as she pulled off her shirt and tried one on along with some black jeans, "How does it look?" she asked Briton.

He turned around and stood up, staring for a few moments. His fingers slowly ran up Caleb's arm pushing her bra-strap back onto her shoulder, "It looks good, very flattering."

"What do you mean by that? Are you trying to say that it makes my boobs look huge?" she turned and looked at herself in the mirror, "I think that it does."

"Sure," he said as he looked at his feet trying his hardest not to stare at Caleb's boobs.

"Turn around," she said. Briton obeyed and turned around only when asked to. Finally Caleb had tried everything on except for the dress, "Briton?"

He turned around and looked at Caleb, "What?"

"Can you zip me up?" she asked her back facing him.

"Sure," he gulped. Caleb pulled her hair away from her neck as Briton started to zip up the dress. His hands were shaking as he did so. A shiver went up Caleb's spine when she felt Briton's finger move under the zipper of her dress and up the bare skin of her back. His finger stopped, "There, all zipped."

"Thanks," Caleb said as she turned around to model the tight fitting dress. Briton's jaw half dropped when he looked at her, "Y-you l-lo-look gr-great."

Caleb smiled, "That's so sweet, and do you really think so?"

"Of course," sweat dripped down Briton's forehead, "You always look great."
Caleb blushed, "Stop," she said as her cheeks turned redder. This of course made Briton blush as well. Caleb put her arms behind her back and started to unzip the dress. Briton turned around almost automatically and stayed there while she changed back into his clothes.

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As Briton walked to the counter Caleb grabbed the essentials, you know underwear, bras, and pajamas. Briton grabbed the three bags of clothes from the counter and walked out of the store. Briton slowly turned around to see if Caleb was following him and almost jumped when he saw her right behind him. He looked down at her, "Don't do that."

"Do what?" she asked.

"Come up behind me like that. You scared the shit out of me."

"Sorry."

"No, it's okay. Oh and before I forget, I have a stop to make. Is that okay with you?"

"You know Briton, you don't have to ask if I'm okay with it or not, I'll go. But that doesn't mean you have to stop asking," Caleb said.

"Why? I'll stop if you want me to."

"No don't, it's really cute when you do it."

A deep blush appeared across Briton's cheeks as they walked into a gothic-looking store called 'No Return'.

"You don't actually shop here do you?" Caleb asked.

"Yeah I do. I mean not all my clothes are from here, but some of 'em are. Not to mention my CDs," he said walking to the CD racks. Caleb followed behind him and looked through the CDs. Briton heard her gasp loudly, "What's wrong?" he asked.

"They have XES! Ohmygod! I can't believe they actually have it! I've been looking for it everywhere!"

"Who's XES and why is that sex backwards?"

"They're old, like before the whole J disappearing thing. They're so awesome though. Can I get it?" Caleb asked cutely, "oh and by the way it means 666 in Roman numerals."

Briton looked at Caleb and was completely overtaken by her beauty, "I spose, but don't be askin' for stuff like this all the time 'cause it's not gonna happen," he of course knew that this was false, but he said it anyways.

"Thank you so much!" she hugged him quickly, "You're so nice you know, you baby me."

"Don't rub it in," Briton said knowing that she was right. He grabbed two CDs for himself, 'No Hope Left' and 'Slaughtered Death Child'. He brought them up to the front counter as the clerk stared at the bags that Caleb was holding, "Using up your money before it's too late?" he asked (yes it was a guy. Surprised?).

"I guess you could say that," Briton said back.

"Good idea," the clerk chuckled, "At least it's going to a good cause right?" he looked at Caleb.

Briton laughed and put his arm behind his head, "Yeah," he leaned towards the clerk, "I mean look at her and I get to live with that." He looked at Caleb who was now blushing.

"That'll be $34.50," the clerk said as he shook his head. Briton placed a Benjamin on the counter and took the CDs, "Keep the change, and buy yourself something nice."

Caleb led them out of the store and smiled as they made their way out of the shopping complex.

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Caleb leaned over the cart she was pushing, "Why'd you do it?"

"Do what?" he was confused.

"Briton you gave that guy all that money."

"I don't know- I thought I'd do something nice for the guy. He looked like he needed it."

"Oh," Caleb said as she threw some vegetable soup, some ramen, and some macaroni and cheese into the cart, "All done!"

"Is that all you eat?"

"Pretty much, besides it last for a long time."

"True," was all Briton said. He had been rather quiet since they had kissed.

"Is everything okay?" called asked as she loaded a couple of cases of lemon-lime soda into the cart. She headed to the check-out.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said as he took out his wallet, "why?"

"You haven't been talking much."

"Oh, I usually don't. I'm not a very talkative person."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"That'll be $85," a larger woman said in an annoying voice. Briton paid her in exact change, "Have a nice day," she said.

They left the store quickly and ran through the rain to the warehouse.

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They walked in and headed straight to the elevator, "Wow, that was interesting," Briton said.

"What do you mean?" Caleb asked.

"I've never carried this much stuff through the pouring rain."

"Well it never hurts to experience new things, now does it?"

"I guess not," Briton said and got into the elevator. He leaned against the wall completely out of breath. They got to his floor and walked quickly to his apartment. As soon as they got in she set all of her new clothes on his bed then helped him put the food away.

"Why do they hate you?" Caleb asked referring to the whole covenant situation.

"I thought I said that I didn't want to talk about it," he said.

Caleb nodded as she shut the cupboard, "Yeah, I'm sorry. I just wanted to know."

"It's because J treats me different than how she treats the others. She's fairer with me and I know it's because of what happened," he knew he had said too much.

"Well what happened?"

"My dad killed my mom. She was working out there," he pointed to the window so Caleb knew that he meant in the city, "She was disguised as a human and then she met my dad, a witch. They fell in love and of course they expressed that to each other, thus creating me. That's when he found out that she was a vampire and he was too. You see to actually have characteristics of a vampire you have to be more than half. I was born with teeth so he knew that I was a vampire. He had thought that he was full witch because he had no cravings of blood or anything like that. Being a vampire or even being with a vampire would mean being disowned by his family so he had to kill her."

"So you're part witch?"

"Yeah," Briton said as he lay down on his bed.

"But I don't get it. why is being a witch and a vampire such a bad thing?"

"Because witches hate vampires and vise-versa. They don't want anything to do with us."

"Then why didn't he kill you and why did he wait until you were three?"

"Simple. he wanted to keep his family line going. The reason it took so long is because he had to make sure I was healthy and that I would stay that way."

"Oh," Caleb said as she lay down next to Briton, "So is that another reason they supposedly hate you? Because you're a witch?"

"I spose but what's not to hate about me? I mean who likes a cocky bastard?"

Caleb could see the solemn look on his face and knew that he really thought this about himself. He thought that everybody should truly hate him. She wrapped her arm around Briton's waist and laid her head on his chest, "I like you and so does Andrew. I'm sure there are others I mean you're a sweet guy. You act like you have no one at all."

He touched Caleb's cheek, "You don't hate me?" Caleb shook her head. She then wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled herself further up onto his body, "I never hated you, I just-" she didn't finish. Instead she leaned in to kiss him when the door flew open. Caleb got off Briton as quickly as she could and sat at the edge of his bed. Briton sat up and watched Andrew walk in, "I knew I should have locked that door," he muttered to himself.

"Hey, where've ya been?" Andrew asked as he straddled a backwards chair, "Doing something naughty cause I could leave," he got up.

"We weren't doing anything but you could leave," Briton said as he remembered his and Caleb's plans to do his laundry. He was actually looking forward to it.

"Fine," Andrew said and left.

Briton got up and locked the door before stuffing all his clothes into a large plastic bag.

"Briton?" Caleb asked, "where am I supposed to put my clothes?"

"Um. here," he moved the clothes in the top drawer of his wardrobe to the remaining drawers, "I know it's not much space but it's all I have."

"I know," she smiled as she smiled and folded her clothes neatly before putting them in the drawer, "I'm actually surprised that you'd lend me this much space."

"No problem, it wasn't even your choice to even stay here, it's the least I can do."

"You've done almost too much you know. You're giving me the feeling that you actually want me here," she took out a pair of jeans and a tank top. Then she shut the drawer and walked down the hall to the bathroom and changed her clothes. When she walked back into the main room Briton looked at her, "I do want you here. I usually don't have anybody to keep me company. And Andrew doesn't count 'cause he annoys the hell out of me most of the time."

Caleb let out a slight snicker, "We should probably get going."

"Yeah," Briton said as he stuffed the clothes that Caleb had been wearing into the bag.

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Caleb and Briton arrived at the laundry room shortly after they left. Caleb started taking white shirts and stuffing them into a washing machine, "Here," Briton said taking off his shirt and handing it to Caleb. She shoved it into the very full washing machine.

"Thank you much," she said, "Now all you have to do is press the button that says 'white cotton' and that's all there is to it," she pressed the button.

"Well that's easy enough," he said as he pulled and armload of jeans out of the bag. He stuffed them into the next washer and pressed the button that said 'jeans'. He looked up at Caleb who was laying across some washing machines, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, why?" she said as she tilted her head to the side letting her long brown hair drape over her shoulder.

"No reason, just wondering why you were up there," he said as he took the rest of his clothes out of the bag and pushed them into another washing machine surprised that they were all black or dark colored.

"Briton come here," Caleb said. Briton obeyed and walked towards her. She reached out towards his chest and flicked his nipple ring, "I didn't know you had this done."

"Well there's a lot of things that you don't know about me."

"Same here," Caleb said as a buzzer rang. She jumped down and moved the white clothes from the washer to the dryer.

Andrew walked in seconds later completely out of breath, "You'll never guess what I just saw on the news. The Head of the City's daughter is missing. She ran out of school yesterday and hasn't been seen since. Her name sounded familiar. Casey or Callie or something. I just thought I would tell you guys."

"Yeah thanks Andrew," Briton said and watched Andrew leave. He turned to Caleb, "Her name couldn't have been Caleb could it?"

Caleb hung her head low, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it would matter if I told you or not."

"You didn't think it'd matter if you were the daughter of the head of the entire city or not! How stupid can you be?! Do you know that they're looking for you and if they find you here all of us vampires are gonna die! You could be the cause of death for thousands of people!"

"I'm sorry," she said as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Sorry doesn't cut it!" Briton yelled.

"I'm sorry but I can't take this right now," she cried harder and ran out of the laundry room.

Briton punched the wall leaving a hole, "I can't believe I yelled at her like that," he said and cried. He finished his laundry and went to his apartment.

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Briton opened his door and walked in. There was no sign of Caleb. He checked the top drawer of his wardrobe and all of her clothes were gone. There was a note on the bed that read:

Briton,
I'm sorry for being so stupid, but I didn't know it was that big
of a deal. I know that you probably hate me now so I'm taking the
liberty of going to J to ask for a different place to say and if I
can't then I guess I'll just have to be disposed of. I'm really going
to miss you and I hope that you miss me too. Thank you for being such
a gentleman and taking care of me so well. I couldn't have asked for
anybody that was as sweet as you and I hope that you find someone
perfect for you. Well that's all.
With lots of love,
Caleb

Briton folded the note and stuffed it into his pocket. He threw a sweatshirt on and ran all the way to J's office. When he entered the room he saw Caleb standing in the middle of the room and a tall vampire was walking towards her. The tall creature brushed Caleb's hair to the side and leaned into her neck, his jaw wide open.

"Noooo!" Briton screamed.

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A/N: HA! A cliff hanger! Please don't hurt me *hides in a corner.* Well I hope you liked it. please review! (^.^)