Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20191112195031/@comment-44464716-20191123033927

I think long and hard; asking myself a seemingly simple question that in truth could not be more complicated: do I like Melanie? If so, then I'll give her and I a chance. If not, then I'll let her down gently. And yet... I can't decide.

On the one hand, she's certainly beautiful; it's rather hard for a Dhampir to not be beautiful. We've also been friends for years, and I've certainly sometimes wondered before if how I felt about her was perhaps more than that. On the other hand... part of me is terrified of the idea of dating someone who's sent me to the hospital on more than one occasion. The rest of me is appalled at how mean that part of me is being to her, and it's then that I realize that I really do care about her, a lot. I take a deep breath and, as anxious as I am about it, I decide to give us a chance.

My Birthday rolls around. It is a simple celebration with just a few close friends and family. To my surprise, Melanie lasts the whole day without a single 'incident'; I can tell how hard she's trying to make sure that nothing happens to sour this day. I'm impressed by her level of self-control and how much she's thinking things through before she acts. But I am still nervous.

After everyone else leaves, she leads me into my room. "It's time for your present, birthday boy" She says to me enthusiastically. But, she can clearly tell that I'm nervous, as her smile droops and she asks, "What's wrong?" I slowly sit down on my bed as I try my best to gently explain that I'm simply nervous.

"I understand" She tells me. "I've been a bit of a menace; haven't I? I've messed up... a lot. But I'm getting a lot better."

"I know" I reassure her. "I just can't seem to shake this fear."

She simply smiles and pushes me gently so that I'm now lying down on the bed, but still looking directly at her. "Just relax," She reassures me as she slowly undoes her dress. "I may not know how to do a lot of things, but this," she says as her dress falls to the floor, "I know how to do."

Sure enough, she was absolutely right. Not only was there not a single incident, but I am left truly amazed beyond words.