The Feast

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning and realized I was an hour late which meant I would have to work an hour later than my actual shift.

"So sorry for your loss," was all I heard from anyone on the walk to my desk. I wished they would all just shut the fuck up and leave me alone. I wasn't in the mood to deal with people. They couldn't care less about me, everyone couldn't care less about me. I saw my Mother and she spotted me and quickly walked over to me and put her hands on my shoulders.

"I am so sorry for your loss, honey." I rolled my eyes and ran my hands through my hair and she backed up and sighed.

"I'm guessing you have heard that a bunch today, I'm sorry."

"Yeah, I have already heard that one-hundred times today, anything else?" She sighed and looked at the time, which made me even more angry. That was what she cared about, the fact that I was late. She looked down at me and raised her mouth like a smile but she slowly let it slip and shrugged her shoulders and I nodded, already knowing what she wanted.

"You're late and I wish I could forgive that because of everything going on right now... but I am going to have to ask you to work until eleven tonight." I sighed and pushed past her, not giving a fuck. I sat at my desk and sighed, releasing all of my anger.

"What's up with you?" A coworker asked as all three of the ladies stared at me. I looked at them and looked up at the ceiling, which had bright lights all over it.

"Do you believe in Vampires," I asked the three coworkers sitting on the desk next to me. I merely wanted to get my mind off of Charlotte, not that Vampires was the best option for that.

"What like- what was his name?"

"Lestrade, um..."

"Lestat, it was Lestat." They started to laugh, which made me look at them. They kept laughing anyway so I sighed and began to color a picture.

"Yeah, he was SO hot but I couldn't believe a word he said, if it was even him. He literally just stole the name out of the book. There were probably friends of his that went along with the role play too, crazy bitches."

"God, I could never understand how anyone could believe in Vampires, if they were real then we would all be dead, wouldn't we?"

"If you were smart then you would know that they wouldn't drink all of us in one day, they would save us until the end of days." They started to laugh at me, but I wasn't having it at all. I felt everyone staring at me as I worked and it drove me into the feeling of paranoia. Everyone thought I was crazy and nobody cared, which was probably for the best. I didn't want to start any more relationships with anyone else. When they left I started to draw my picture of Lestat and Marius sitting on a wall together. I of course took calls when I got them and did my job when I needed it to be done, but in my free time I worked on that picture. I hated the place so it wouldn't matter if I got fired at any point in time, I couldn't care less about that Hell hole. I looked outside and was surprised by the moon and how bright it was that night. It was finally night, my favorite time. I was making my rounds around the office, turning lights off and locking other's offices since I slept in. I sat back down once I was done and looked at the time only to see that it was then-thirty. I groaned but began to work more on the picture that I started of Marius and Lestat. Art was always one of my best talents, anything artistic for that matter. I was the only one in the family that got it. I got it from my Grand-Father, he was in the army, he was a Feast too. I stopped when I felt Lestat's presence and I just looked up straight ahead of me.

"What is it like being a slave for the law?" I got up and almost tripped on the trash bin, staring at him with surprise.

"What are you DOING HERE, you could be hunted DOWN like some sort of animal AND I could lose my job." He looked around and I rolled my eyes, sitting back down in my chair. Lestat walked over to the table and took the drawing as I was working on it. He looked at it and was very confused. He sat it back down and sat in another chair next to me. I put my hands out as if saying 'what the fuck', but I just gave up on trying to make him understand. He was a persistent Ass, but I loved him to death and I always would. Until do us part, I guess.