𝓕ᵃᵗʰᵉʳ'ˢ 𝓟ᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ 𝓛ⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ 𝓖ⁱʳˡ

IX | II

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CHAPTER — II
part nine

"WHAT ARE you reading ?" A smooth voice asked from your window. You looked up, your eyes meeting Nobara's. She was sitting on your windowsill, tilting her head to the side.

You smiled, this was the second time you'd seen Nobara since—well the accident at church. You hadn't gone back to camp, at all, your father being too worried and weirdly sensitive about you stepping foot inside the church again. You spent your time mostly writing, nothing concrete, just a few ideas here and there. You also read a lot of your father's old works.

" 'Father's Good Little Girl' , I'm rereading one of my father's book." You had said, "Come in, it's not comfortable here." You gestured for her to come closer and she did, walking to sit next to you on your bed.

Nobara hummed, "What is it about ?"

"A girl being trained to kill vampires by her father." You simply replied, not giving too much details in fear of spoiling the book.

Nobara whistled, leaning back and softly falling on your bed with a dull sound. You were more comfortable around her, and it seemed like she was too. You even thought that, maybe, you could call her your friend now.

She was dressed in all black, and you realized that you had never seen her ever wear colors.

"... this sounds very interesting," she lifted an eyebrow and you beamed.

"Yes ! It's amazing !"

"Supernatural stuff uh ?" She chuckled, "Then, how does one become a vampire ?"

You thought for a short moment, "By being bitten ?"

Nobara laughed some more before her eyes trailed over the bandage on your neck. "Does it still hurt ?"

"A little bit." You put down your book, wincing, "That honestly wasn't what I expected when you said that you had deadly mosquitos... I didn't except it to hurt this much ! Seriously ? Why is no one alarmed ? Even my mother looked like she had been expecting it, my father is always the only one surprised."

She snorted and patted your shoulder, "It's hard out there."

You nodded, suddenly silent. You looked at Nobara, at her her short and healthy hair, her smooth and soft-looking skin. She was epitome of health to you. You couldn't imagine her ever looking sick, unlike yourself. "How is everyone ?" You asked absently. You did miss Yuuji and Maki.

Nobara tensed next to you, "They're fine, worried about you though," she trailed off, "Especially the Father..."

Your heart did a jump in your chest at the mention of the father... the very attractive father...

You felt your cheeks heat up and promptly brought your hands to your face, "I—uh," you stopped and told yourself to get a grip.

Think about the scandalous book he was reading ! How could you even feel like this ?

"Satoru mentioned you too, now that I think about it..."

Your face heated up again.

You suddenly heard a loud crash coming from outside your room and flinched.

"I'll go see what happened," was all you told her before you stood up, embarrassment still very much felt.

"Uhm-" she hesitated, "I have to go. It was nice—seeing you. You look better than last time."

You gave her a honest, warm, smile, "It was nice talking to you too." You thought that maybe you two could be close, now that she put whatever made her dislike you, aside.

You walked towards the source of the noise. As soon as you opened your door you were hit by the smell of something delicious. It was an irresistible scent, something never heard of before, teasing your senses and enticing you to follow it.

When you arrived in the kitchen you saw your mother on the kitchen floor, her finger bleeding profusely.

"Is everything alright, mother ?" You crouched down in front of her, fighting the urge to go and take a peek and what smelled so goddamn good in this kitchen.

Your mother looked panicked, the last time you saw her this taken aback, this concerned was when she learned about the death of her mother and sister , "Y-you—" she took a deep breath, "Do you not feel anything ?" She searched your face, "Oh G-God—" she stood up on unsteady legs, "I'm going to the bathroom—don't follow me—"

You only realized that you had never seen her do so much as bleed before. Your mother had always been this unbreakable character in your life. Strong and independent, she didn't need anyone to give her what she wanted. This was the first time you even ever saw her injured.

"Mother ?" You asked, your eyes switched to her bloody finger before she hid it from your view, putting it behind her other palm.

"S-sorry, sweetheart. I just—got a bit scared, that's all." She mumbled and rushed out of the kitchen, leaving you alone.

Unable to resist any longer, you dragged your feet to the boiling stove, opened it and let the steam hit your face, making your vision blurry. You inhaled loudly, trying to take in as much of the delicious smell as you could.

However it didn't smell like anything.

You blinked a few times in confusion when you realized there was nothing cooking in the pot, only water boiling. You looked around, and noticed noodles on the counter. You guessed that your mother was about to cook them.

There was nothing else.

You were utterly disturbed and confused. It was like the smell had vanished into thin air the second your mother left the kitchen.

Before going back to your room, you naturally checked on your mother to make sure that she was alright. Fortunately, her finger wasn't bleeding anymore and she seemed to have taken care of it. When you arrived in your bedroom, Nobara wasn't there anymore so you lied down with a sigh, thinking for a long time, before finally succumbing to boredom and taking the book from behind your pillow.

Dance in the Vampire Bund.

That dreaded book. Dread was a funny feeling. A mixture of fear and excitement, but also of curiosity in your case, swirling in your mind. You decided you would take it back to the library, after church of course and a trip to the confessional.

Tomorrow was Sunday, after all.

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I didn't forget about Getou !!!! Btw !!! He should appear in 3-4 chapters ???? Anyways I'm very bad at planing