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Chapter 51 - Chapter 50 : The Complexities Of Life With A Teenage Girl

Open Road, Southport, New Jersey.....

With his foot on the gas, Ron Hemming barreled down the winding stretch of highway while riding in his expensive red-colored sports car, intent on reaching Savannah's school just as it let out. He'd been running a bit later than usual given his exploits before and during the latest photo shoot and knew all too well how upset Savannah would be should he be late in picking her up from school. He took note of the days winding down until the beginning of summer vacation and already planned to take the girl to his estate to better secure her while he continued his investigation and other pursuits as school was no longer a viable babysitter of sorts during the day. Nightfall had been another matter as many a vampire would be prowling among the masses in search of blood and acceptance with the heated nights and grueling days ahead. Ron did not doubt that his nemesis would make a move during this time, as it provided ample cover due to all of the transcontinental traveling that usually took place at this time of year.

So far, Marcellus had not been back to update his son on what the Elder Counsel had come up with in terms of dealing with the Vampirian threat that was Vincenzo Accardi and his rather ambitious drive to eradicate the were clans and claim power over the mortals for himself and his kind.

The roar of the engine filled the air as Ron managed to make it toward the street where the school had been located. The brute of a werewolf was dressed rather fancy in the attire given to him following the completion of the photo shoot as the very intriguing Vampirian Rita had ripped his previous shirt and he had done the same to his jeans in the wake of their hated sex romp upon meeting one another in his dressing room.

Having little other choice in the way of attire, Ron elected to redress what was available. As a result, his crisp white shirt had remained open and his abs were visible beneath the black slacks and heavy black boots that lined his feet. He rounded the corner and pulled into the front of the school intent on making sure Savannah knew he had arrived.

The moment the car pulled up and skidded to a stop in from of the school, all eyes immediately fell upon him as he climbed out and walked toward the front where many of the students were making their way toward their respective vehicles. Savannah rolled her eyes when she saw him, dressed like he'd just gotten off the front of a magazine cover as she attempted to ignore the embarrassing cheers and jeers from the other students, especially the other girls.

Skylar had been the worst among them wolf-whistling as she saw Ron's abs in real time. She bit her bottom lip and attempted to approach him as she made comments about wanting to touch him in person.

"Hi Mr. Hemming," she said trying her hand at seduction which had not registered to Ron in the least.

"Hi Skylar," replied Ron with a polite smile. "You seen Vannah?"

"She's over there." replied Skylar still staring at Ron's exposed abs as she mouthed the word "HOT" to her friend who had done her best to ignore her from behind the column where she ducked upon Ron's arrival.

Savannah sighed coming from behind a column as she gripped her books and waded through the embarrassment of having someone so attractive be her guardian. She narrowed her eyes at Skylar for a few moments before Ron greeted her with a hug much to the shock and dismay of the other girls who had wanted the same from him.

"How was your day?" asked Ron genuinely playing up his role as her uncle.

"Boring," replied Savannah. "Like usual."

Ron smirked.

He did not doubt that school had been boring at this age, as much as it was in his day.

"At least you have central air and heating," he remarked as they headed toward his car after Skylar and Savannah shared their goodbyes.

Savannah sighed as she approached the passenger side of the red sports car where Ron opened the door for her and closed it when she'd been inside. He was about to make his way to the driver's side when one of the teachers who happened to have been a pregnant Charlotte Freedman suddenly came from the school and approached him intent on getting his attention.

"Hold on a moment...Ron was it?" she said still confused about her experience with him.

Ron arched a brow and stopped in his tracks when he sensed her distress.

"Miss Freedman," he said giving her his attention. "What can I do for you?"

Charlotte had been caught off guard by the flicker of heat behind the hazel eyes of the handsome man before her.

"I believe we have something proper to discuss," she said hinting at the slight pudge of her belly. "I've been putting it off long enough and as you can see, we cannot afford that luxury anymore."

Ron's eyes trailed down to her belly and he looked back up at her weary eyes for a moment.

"Alright," he replied. "Name the time and place."

"My apartment, The Cripburn Complex at 1423 Arroyo Place," she replied. "Any time is good if you're in the area."

Ron nodded in agreement at her words.

"I'll see you then," he replied.

"I look forward to it," replied Charlotte unsure of what she was getting herself into. Still, she believed she owed it to her child for him or her to at least know their potential father or uncle depending on whether or not it was sired via her lover the late Victor Harlowe, or his apparent younger brother Ron Hemming.

Ron walked back toward the driver's side of his car and hopped inside. Savannah seemed to have been in her little world as she looked out the window watching as Miss Freedman disappeared back into the school and the older girls continued to stare and jeer in her direction as they pulled away at last.

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Open Road, Southport, New Jersey.....

As they moved down the highway in silence, Ron had gotten the feeling that Savannah had been more than a little upset with him for some reason even though he had managed to not be late in picking her up from school. He didn't rightly understand teenage girls and was even less of an enthusiastic uncle of sorts when it came to mortal teenage girls, but he had developed something of a soft spot for Savannah Harlowe. She had gone through so much in just a few short days and already she was going to have to live with the ramifications of it all for the rest of her young mortal life.

"Is there something you wish to speak about?" asked Ron while keeping his eyes on the road.

"Why do you care?" asked Savannah who appeared to have been pouting on her side of the car as she looked out the window as if determined not to look at him directly. "It's not like you bother to consider the feelings of other people when you do things."

Ron rolled his eyes.

He had already had a long day and now she wanted to start with the temper tantrums.

This was the reason he had not been a fan of teenagers.

"What did I not do this time?" he asked finding his annoyance in full swing.

"Like you didn't notice all those girls fawning over you because you came to the school looking like you stepped off the cover of a magazine," growled Savannah folding her arms across her chest. "Like I don't get teased enough at school now I have to hear about how "hot" my uncle is from dumb girls that I don't even like."

Ron shook his head as he continued his driving.

"I was pressed for time and running late, this was all I could think to wear at the moment and I was fresh off the shoot, so sue me if they find me attractive, it's not like I care about a bunch of idiot mortal children," he growled as he sped down the highway.

The speeding had been a bit much as Ron had gotten the attention of a highway patrolman who had been lying in wait. The sound of the car siren had gotten Savannah's attention as she realized what had just occurred and suddenly was reminded that Ron Hemming wasn't by any means a normal man. His aggression had given way to him baring his fangs as he slowed down the car and pulled over at the behest of the unsuspecting officer.

Panic began to fill Savannah as she took note of the unseemly glow of Ron's hazel eyes as they shifted from their natural color to an almost red hue instantaneously in the wake of his vastly building fury.

The male officer approached the window of the driver's side his expression grim and his dark shades making it difficult to see his eyes as he stood beside Ron, who had been doing his best to quell the raging beast that dwelled inside him.

"Do you know why I pulled you over?" asked the officer, an average-looking man up close wearing a black uniform and several badges.

"Speeding," Ron replied stifling his growl as he spoke to the mortal man beside him.

"That's right." replied the officer. "This is a nice car...a very nice car sir.., but I'm going to need to see your license and registration."

Ron nodded and motioned for Savannah to get it out of the glove compartment. The teenage girl did as he instructed not wishing to cause an unwanted incident as she knew all too well what Ron had been capable of.

Ron handed the officer what he required and he took the paperwork back to his car to put it into the computer. Savannah took note of the tension in Ron's body and simply placed a hand on his arm.

The shifting of his eyes ceased and he was once more calm.

The officer came back and handed him his paperwork.

"Looks like you're clean...I'm gonna let you off with a warning this time Mr. Hemming." said the officer. "These corners are dangerous to speed around given how packed the city is as of late and you already got a minor riding shotgun...don't endanger her life so recklessly in the future."

Ron nodded as the officer took his leave of them and he turned to look at Savannah who had not taken her hand off his arm. He couldn't deny that there was something comforting about her innocent touch as he started the engine and slowly made his way down the highway and out of the line of the officer's sight.

After several moments of silence, it was Savannah who had broken the mood.

"I'm sorry," she said feeling foolish for her tantrum beforehand.

"Me too," replied Ron feeling a bit more at ease now that she was at least speaking to him again.

He found it strange that he had even bothered to care that she did in the first place. She was after all just a typical teenage girl or mortal existence and normally it didn't mean a thing to him in the grand scheme of what had been his life.

They finally reached his apartment and he pulled into the parking garage as no further words passed between them.