Are You Kidding Me?!

Chapter Two: An Unexpected Guest

~Vlad~

I sat bolt upright, gasping for air.
A dream,I sighed. It was only a dream.
The same damn dream I've been having for months now. And its more like a nightmare than any other dream. Why? I thought. I could never shake them off, and every day, they seem to be getting worse. It feels so real. The gunshot, the visions, and even...*gulp*...the madness.

I shook my head, and rested my head on my open palm. I shouldn't be lingering on it any more than I have to. It will only make matters worse. And it wasn't even that long ago when I was awakened by Snow. I had lost my grip on reality for about a good thirty minutes, and during that time, I would be lurcking around the house in search of the person who shot me. I couldn't even walk right thinking I still had the bullet lodged in my chest. I would grab Snow and tell her-no,beg her- to discipate the madness that lurked. I'd even momentarily forget where or why I was where I was. Snow was luckily there.
Speaking of...I thought. I turned to look at Snow, who was peacefully sleeping next to me.

She looked so beautiful in her sleep. I wouldn't know what to do without her in my life. She's done so much for me already, and the dreams...they are disturbing. They always eluded me when I asked myself who was the one I was looking for.

I shook my head and berrated myself. I was trying to keep my mind off them, but, as usual, I always end up turning to them again. It was never easy to keep my mind off them no matter what I did.

"Vlad?"

I turned to Snow. Damn, I thought. I didn't want to wake her, because every time I did, she worried. I placed my hand softly on her cheek, and she placed hers on top of mine.

"Sorry I woke you. I didn't mean to."

She gave me a drowsy smile, and said, "Its okay, it wasn't you. I had a hard time sleeping too."

I furrowed my brow. She never had trouble sleeping, ever. I leaned forward and looked into her beautiful eyes, only to see hints of fear in them.

"Snow, what is it?"

She shook her head, "It was nothing really. I guess I'm just stressing over finals...or something."

"Snow."

"Vlad," she began. Her eyes darkened a shade, as if she remembered something dreadful, and looked into mine before continuing, "Please, I don't want to talk on and on about finals right now."

I gave her a questioning look before positioning myself to lie next to her, and, once I was settled, I held her in my arms. I knew finals wasn't really what had been plaguing her thoughts, but I wasn't going to insist on it any longer, nor was I going to read her mind. I loved her, and I knew she would tell me when she was ready to share. I placed a kiss on her forehead, and spoke to her telepathically, "You should rest, its-" I turn to see the clock, " two in the morning. And, if you're in the middle of finals week, you're going to need all of your energy for today. I'll be right back, I'm going downstairs to get a snack."

I felt her nod against my chest. "Okay...um, can you stay here for a liitle while longer before you go downstairs?"

Her grip on my shirt tightened. Her fear radiated off of her, and onto me. I couldn't just leave her here alone like this, so I nodding my head in response and thought to myself, How bad was her dream?

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I opened my eyes, heavy from sleep. I looked around warily. Its still dark.

I turn to the clock, and the time was five-thirty in the morning. I sighed, and looked down at Snow, who was sound asleep in my arms. I didn't want to move her, but my hunger was beginning to be quite persistant. I slowly maneuvered myself away from her, trying my hardest not to wake her. I tried moving my arms away as gently as I could without her being aware of my leaving.It wasn't smooth, but I managed to get out of our bed without waking her.

I looked at her once more before leaving the room. As I made my way towards the stairs, I turned to look at my bedroom door and back to where I stood. This reminded me of my high school years. The days when I would attempt to sneak out unoticed. Never worked when another vampire was in the house, though. Oh, how foolish and naive I was back then. I'm not going to lie, it was aometimes fun, but still kinda embarassing to have gotten caught. I would have rather liked to continue on blaming Amenti for the things I broke on my way out the door. Eventually, there was no need to sneak out, but around that time things started to heat up a little. I sighed, remembering all that occured last year, before continuing down the stairs and towards the kitchen.

The moment I walked in, I noticed that the room was darker than it was suppose to be. I looked around the kitchen, no longer concerned for my knawing hunger. Then, my eyes fell on the window. I noticed the blinds were closed and not opened the way it was the night before. I went to open them, seeing that the first rays of sunlight were beginning to show, but stopped myself. I felt something, or someone, in my head. There was no mistaking that tingling feeling, and I knew they were trying to get my attention and focuse on them. I guarded my mind, denying them entry, and stepped out of the kitchen towards the living room. Closing my eyes, I focused on my breathing and the feel of my blood coursing through my veins.

I reached out with my blood, and felt there was a vampire in my house. An image flashed in my head, and I saw him,the vampire. He was standing by the front door with someone else. I furrowed my brow, How can I not sense his partner? I opened my eyes, a little confused. I smelled the air a little bit, and there was the smell of three vampires. One I knew was definately Snow, and the other two were standing somewhere in front of me. Strange since I only sensed one. I wasn't going to stand there dumbfounded any longer, for they could easily have caught me off gaurd. So I looked into the dark room with very little sunlight entering throuh the window, and asked in my vampiric toungue, "What do you want!? Show yourself!"

I heard the slightest of movement before taking a fighting stance. I waited there for about a minute before the vampire walked into the dim light. I gasped, then instantly smiled, for it was a man I knew too well. A man who was, and still is, like a father to me. I stepped forward and embraced him and patted his back. He did the same, and said in plain english, "Hello Vladimir. It's nice to see you again."

I smiled even wider. "It is always great to see you too, Otis."

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For those who don't know who Otis is, check out Heather Brewers books to get a the gist of who is who. Other than that, I hope you enjoyed it. Until next update.

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