Secret Vampire

Chapter 6

Eliza Garcia

1 year ago

Today is the day motherfuckers!! Today is the day that I get my last injection and I fully turn.

I've changed so much over these past 2 years, I mean that was one of the side effects and I'm not complaining. I like the person I've become. I'm funnier, more pretty, I'm a badass bitch, I'm more violent, I'm more confident and I'm just better.

Artem doesn't tell me, but I can tell that he preferred who I was before. He still loves me though, he tells me at least 5 times a day. A's been there everyday when I have my injections and I couldn't be more grateful for him and everything he's gone for me, but today is the last day.

Even though things have been slowly changing over these past two years, today is the day that everything really changes, and I don't know who I'll be after today, all I know is that I'll be by Artem's side.

Ivan may be the boss but I don't do anything without asking Artem first, his approval matters to me.

I open my eyes and I'm faced with Artem's back. He still sleeps in my room since I still get my nightmares. I don't think they'll ever go away.

Within the past 2 years, ever since I found out I was gradually being turned into a vampire, I've had nightmares of me draining Artem of his blood and killing him. Obviously, I would never harm Artem on purpose but Anna told me that I might not always be able to control myself. I think that my new worst fear.

Getting out of bed, I make my way to the bathroom to do my teeth and my makeup. Then, I go to my closet and pick my outfit.

Another thing that's changed is my style. I've started wearing darker outfits; black leather jackets, long-sleeved compression tops and tight leather pants. I know you're probably thinking 'emo' or whatever but I think it's badass and this is what I always pictured vampires wearing.

I've decided to embrace the fact I'll be a vampire, rather than hating myself for it.

My makeup hasn't changed much, instead of wearing a light mahogany lipstick, I wear a dark red one and a bit of black eyeliner outlining my eyes but no wing.

But not today. Today I'm wearing my white dress, the one A bought me. I promised him I would wear it on my first and last day of injections and I never break a promise. I'm only wearing some concealer and mascara, not my dark look.

It's now 7:50 and Artem has just woken up, "hey, little one." He greets me.

"Hey, Artem."

"I'm just gonna have a shower then we can head down to the lab, okay?" A asked me.

"Okay." I smile. To other people I have become scary and mean but I'm still the same with Artem. I still talk to him and laugh and smile with him but other than him, no one sees me smile. That's the way I was brought up, that's the way it was even when I first got here.

I sit on my bed, waiting for him to finish in the shower.

He finally got out and got changed and we make our way to the lab. Ivan showed up to every one of my injections just like Artem.

A told me that that day when they were talking in the corner, Ivan admitted that he cared about me and the truth is, I actually think he's alright and I'm thankful that he kidnapped me.