My New Pet

Chapter 16: Motherhood

Mid November 2020

It had been nearly a month since becoming part of Miranda's family. Irene had gotten used to being a bloodsucker but still hated the fact that she had to actually get used to drinking it. It still made her sick to her stomach at first taste but after that she wasn't so phased anymore. Alcina helped Irene with her urges and got her comfortable. At first Irene struggled to want to drink blood but that was a "normal thing" as Alcina described. More so, Irene had to be careful of anything else she did. Her nails could destroy even the thickest of fabrics and strength was something she never knew she had. Those traits all came from Alcina's cadou. What came from Miranda was still a mystery to Irene.

Once Miranda deemed Irene ready, she thought that the time had came to take the girl out somewhere. She needed to show Irene what she was meant to do in their little family.

"Miranda...where are we going...?"

Miranda motioned for Irene to continue to follow her through the woods. It was already November and snow fell all around them in heavy flakes. The woman moved through the forest quickly but only kept her pace so Irene could keep up. The two women trekked for what seemed like a couple hours, Irene pushing through branches and stepping on small twigs. They came to a small clearing that had a generous sized house, nothing at all like what Irene saw in the village. This home looked more modern and newly furnished. It looked like no one was home at the moment and Miranda led the way once more, Irene in close proximity. When they got closer to the house Irene noticed no one was home, Miranda disappearing for a moment only to go inside and unlock the door. Irene moved into the house quickly looking around and made sure no one saw them.

"Search upstairs. I'll search for anything down here okay?" Miranda ordered and walked around to the living room of the home, while Irene moved up the stairs quietly and swiftly. She moved to one room which was the bathroom, small in size but enough for a couple people to live in the house. There were medications sitting on the counter, Irene bent down to look at what it was and saw the name 'Mia Winters' printed on the bottle. She wondered if that was who occupied this home, leaving the bathroom and not daring to touch anything. Irene moved down the hallway and saw two more rooms at the end. The one on the  far end was just a storage room, dark and dusty inside it. She moved back to the other room which was a large bedroom, a crib in one corner by the window. The bed on the other side of the room was a king size, made neatly and not a ruffle in sight. The crib however had pink sheets and a mobile hanging above it. This was a three person family home. It seemed as if the couple had just had a baby. Irene moved over to a dresser that sported many things and among them family photos. She picked up the photo album and began to look through them. There were photos of a woman with long brown hair, some of when the couple had met and then some of her pregnant with their baby. There was even one or two photos of the woman with the little baby and one of the baby girl by herself. She had that strawberry blonde hair and a cute chubby face, so happy and innocent. Irene became engulfed in the photos so much that she began to forget her surroundings. A sense of longing filled the emptiness in her and all of a sudden a voice spoke up, "How come you never told me about it?"

Irene turned quickly and dropped the photo album on the floor, seeing Miranda stand there a fair distance. She stood frozen for a moment and then went to pick up the album again, setting it back on the dresser, "T-Told you about what...? I don't know what you mean..."Miranda moved closer, the feathers that covered her body hiding her smug face. She took Irene's hand in hers and held it gently, pulling the young girl into her arms.

"About your baby? The one you lost that you wanted to keep? Didn't you have a miscarriage?"

Irene shot her head up quickly and looked at Miranda, pushing away gently not sure if she should willingly answer all of that. Did Miranda know more than Irene thought she did. "I don't understand what you're saying to me..."