Song Of Nightingale (original)

chapter 3: james

I extended my left pinky finger, Logan fit his around mine and we shook them. The fingers unlooped and I waved goodbye as I skipped down to my house. I opened the burgundy door and saw my dad still at his work desk. “I'm back would you like anything dad, I can make you another mug of coffee?” I said with a false face of relish. There was no response, so I just went to the kitchen. “I will just make you another.” I turned on the machine and watched the hot brown liquid flow down into the white mug that said #1 Dad. It was like all the others, mugs I had given him for holidays. Once the coffee was made I placed it alongside all the other cold coffees at his side. I gave him a kiss on his forehead. His fingers still going clickity-clack. “James please don't bother me while I'm working.” He said as I walked away. I ran upstairs holding back tears. I passed Mom’s room and Delia’s room as I made my way to mine. I flopped onto my bed and let it all flow out. I cried myself to sleep, something that was normal for me.
I was at the funeral. The bodies were not there but we knew in spirit that Mom and Delia were in a better place. That is if monsters like us can go to the heavens. After that Dad was too busy for anything but work. Time passed, Nightmare grew very sick due to Lung cancer. Her breathing grew slower and slower until it stopped. I wouldn't let go of her. Dad had to pry her out of my grasp. Dad then decided to lay her beside mom and Delia in the so-called graves. I read Mom's death stone wishing for her back, “Heather May Bonns, the fire among us”. 
My alarm clock woke me up, its beep beep ringing in my head. I walked downstairs and made breakfast. Ham and eggs with orange juice. I placed a small plate at Dad's desk. I looked at the clock, Dad should be down already. Then abruptly he ran down the stairs. He rushed to put on a jacket and then stopped, “Oh you're awakened, please come oh and bring the ham it looks delicious.” He said. I was completely confused, Dad never acts like this. I put breakfast in a container and ran out with him to the car. 
“What's going on?” I asked. 
He breathed deeply, “today is Wednesday. Its blood day, I do this every week” 
“You mean you sneak stuff into my food every Wednesday, and never told me!”
“It is why you haven't lashed out yet, take it as a way of keeping us sane.”
“Hmm never thought of it that way, so where are we going for this?” 
“Nightingale Academy, they have weekly kills that they harvest for people that need it.”
The car veered towards a very large building. We came to a gate, a troll stood there. My dad stopped us as the gate and told the Troll, “Jungle foot Bear.” The troll opened the gate and we passed through. Dad drove to the parking lot and we got out of the car. We walked with five other people to the butcher’s table. I plugged my nose and clenched my jaw. My fangs had already sharpened. Dad gave me his sunglasses and told me to wait over with the other kids. I walked over to the tree where other kids my age stood waiting for their parents. A girl with fiery red hair came over to me, “I haven't seen you around here before, I'm Faith Hern!” She extended her arm out for a shake. I shook her hand. It was very hot and didn't feel very comfortable against my cold skin. 
I covered my mouth slightly and said, “Nice to meet you, Faith, I'm James Bonns. Are you a Fire nymph?” 
“No I'm an Emporosa, it's kinda like a vampire but with fire powers. What are you?”
I uncovered my mouth and smiled slightly. “I'm a vampire.”
“Huh funny, you look like a vampire but you smell like soot and ash.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Hey, are you coming here for school ?”
“Yeah, but you ignored my question.”
“I'm coming here too maybe we will have classes. Oh look, I gotta go my mom got the stuff we came for. See you, Friday James!” 
Then she ran off. A group of three boys came up to me. By looks one was a Harpy, another was a Cyclops, and the last one was a Sergion. “Hi I'm Zek, this is Ailyn and this is Harry. We’re known as the big three around here.” Said the Harpy. So Zek is a Harpy, Ailyn is a Sergion, and Harry is a Cyclops.
 “Your James right, we overheard your conversation with Faith. Just so you know she is a super big Salamander Left Under Tulips.  She's gonna try and use you,  just like every other boy.” Said Ailyn.
“Thanks, I will try and keep that in mind. I should probably get going my Dad is done, see you three at school I guess,” I walked over to my dad in his hand was a container of dark red liquid, blood. I tried to control myself. “When we get to the car, you can have some,” whispered Dad. I was truly embarrassed and relieved at the same time.