When The Night Comes (What We Do In The Shadows)

4. The Moon

"I look like a dick in this one! I can feel it"

Deacon's trying on a jacket right in front of me, with an unconvincing and definetely unconfident look on his face.

"Oh shut up, it suits you! And didn't that girl at the Boogie tell you she liked military jackets? Maybe you'll meet her again tonight, who knows."

"Yes, but I wanted the other one!"

"You look good with this one, too! Vladislav, tell him"

"Yeah, you look good in this" Vlad says, putting on his vest "the other one made you look fatter."

Deacon stops before turning to Vladislav a murderous look.

"What do you mean with...'fatter'?"

"No, no...Deacon, he's just messing with you!" I try to intervene while his eyes become flaming "Remember, that girl came to talk to you last time. Not to him. He's just jealous..." I add quietly and winking.

He seems to calm down a bit, dampening the flames that were about to come out of his ears and taking a deeper breath.

"You're lucky your human pet has this ability to calm me down...otherwise your head would already be hanging from that dusty chandelier."

"It's dusty 'cause you never clean it!"

"Wait, wait...excuse me? What'd you just call me?" I ask again interrupting their bickering one more time.

Deacon gets even closer to me looking at him with eyes wide open, he lifts my chin a bit with his index and then attach his blue eyes inside mine, trying to give me his best bewitching look.

 "...but a very sexy pet."

I slap his hand off my face, trying to hold back the anger and frustration that I'd like to vent right now.

"You're obnoxious."

The sweetness of Viago’s eyes manages to appease my anger, approaching me as he puts on his brown coat.

"You sure you're not coming?"

Last time we had a really good time together but tonight, despite their invitation to go with them, I kindly declined the offer preferring to stay home to relax, maybe reading a book. Petyr has now forcibly accepted my presence in his house and, although I'm aware that the risk is never zero, I think he has now given up the idea of eating me...or at least I hope.

It's the second time this week they're going downtown. I know that Wellington is a pro-vampire city and that their presence has been accepted by now, but...I don't know, I just don't want them to exaggerate with this nightlife and I'm a little worried. As a human I know well that there's still a good chunk of the city's people who see them as a plague to be eradicated, as monsters to cast out.

"Yes Viago, I'm sure. Have fun...and be careful!" I say it out loud, waving as I watch them walking down the driveway. If I don't stop thinking about the fact that I'm saying bye-bye to three vampires who are going to find someone to eat, well...it would all seem pretty normal. I close the door making sure it's really locked and find myself alone in this large hall, looking again into the eyes of that stuffed ibex that every time seems to wonder what I'm doing here. I wouldn't have an answer, actually.

I really feel like to lie down and read a good book, have a glass of wine and begin to feel this house...a little bit more mine. I want to try to relax and not think about this involuntary unease that I feel inside of me. Is that really jealousy I'm feeling? Towards some poor, unaware girl who's gonna be a vampire dandy dinner tonight? Damn, I feel so stupid.