With Newtmas 2

My Vampire Prince part 4

THOMAS POV:

"As you wish lord Newt" I said. 

I knocked on the door and Janson opened it. He is one of the many guards. I introduced Newt to Janson. Janson gave his usual hand shake with a serious face. To be honest I don't trust him but unfortunately Janson hasn't done anything evil and there is nothing I can use to prove my theory about him so I can't fire him. I swear he uses it to his advantage. When I was far enough away from Janson I told Newt about my feelings towards Janson and said to not trust him. We continued on with the tour and I kept introducing Newt to everyone. I trust all of them but Janson just gives me a creepy vibe. Plus from what I heard he came from another section to hide from his past or something. Story changes every time and like I said there is no prof. We made it to the kitchen. 

"Hah yes" I said as I saw the cookies that Frypan left on the counter. 

He always leaves snacks out for anyone to eat but he doesn't like it when we fill up on them. I let go of Newt's hand and ran up to the cookies. 

"Oh, Newt these are the best you have to try one" I said handing Newt a cookie as I ate one. 

Newt took the chocolate chip cookie and slowly took a bite. I saw his face lit up. 

"These are the best" said Newt. 

"Frypan is the best chef we have here" I said finishing the cookie. 

"Why are the cookies red" asked Newt. 

"There's blood inside of them. We can't digest human food so we just add blood into it" I said. 

"Makes sense" said Newt.

NEWT POV:

We grabbed some cookies and continued on with the tour. The tour lasted about a hour or so. Mainly because of all the rooms. On the third floor I saw the hallway to the south east side blocked off with the yellow caution tape like always. We finished the tour and Thomas said he had to do something so I had a few hour to myself before lunch. Guess I can check out the library. I started heading there. 

"Hey" said Janson. 

I was actually surprised. Maybe he doesn't trust me. I turned and faced Janson. 

"Hey Janson" I said. 

"So you're Newt Sebastian" said Janson. 

"Yes" I said. 

"How much do you know about your father" asked Janson. 

I was surprised. 

"HOW DO YOU BLOODY KNOW ABOUT MY FATHER" I snapped holding Janson's shirt. 

In short my father left one day when I was only five. He left for work one day and never came back. My mom was very upset and didn't tell me what happened. I just assumed he died at work. After he left my mom was depressed. It took a year but she finally got all her klunk back together and continued to raise me. We moved to the human town here and my mom found a new job. She still remembers my dad but she is always hard at work doing something but she still made time for me and the rest of the family. How ever most nights I had to take care of myself and her cause she always slept on the couch when she was home. When ever I asked about dad she would smile and say 'Don't worry Newt. Your father will be back before you can miss him' but she never told me his name. I only have pictures and memories of him. However since I was five there isn't much to remember.