Too Human - Forbidden book 1

Chapter Thirty one - Dustin

Dustin

I was pacing in my room, thinking. It was always the same thing; how do I save her?

I’d never found an answer but sometimes it made me feel like I was a least trying to help. Vee didn’t like it, but I just didn’t want to lose her. I couldn’t. I knew how to look after myself but that wasn’t the point, I don’t like having her around just because she takes care of me; she was my best friend.

Now the stupid vampire was here and I’d hardly seen her for two days because he was here, it wasn’t fair. I shouldn’t have called him, he couldn’t help. She didn’t want him to change her, she hate him and then she’d be miserable as a vampire because she’d be mad at him. Then I had the perfect idea.

What if it wasn’t Jager or Chasseur that changed her? She wouldn’t hate them. She’d hate being a vampire until she was use to the idea, but at least she’d still have both of them to help her through it. It was a perfect plan, at least I was hoping.

I stopped pacing and headed out of my room and down the hall, where had Chasseur gone?

Walking in on someone kissing a vampire; not a big deal for me. Walking in on your sister kissing a guy? Excuse me while I gag.

I cleared me throat and Violet and Jager jumped apart like that’d be caught pinching cookies from the cookie jar. I tried not to laugh but honestly, it’s not like I can chastise them for giving each other cooties.

“Vee, when you caught me doing that you told me I could catch something,” I smirked.

Vee grinned at me. “You were eight and playing ‘sexy time’ as you called it, with the little girl next door that laughed like a hyena.”

“And she had a pet pig,” I added.

“She lived on a farm, there were lots of pigs, honey. And cows, horses, goats, sheep and everything else,” she laughed.

“Oh, I don’t remember that part.”

“I always wanted to live on a farm,” Chasseur said, walking into the kitchen behind me.

“We stayed at one once,” Jager said, putting his arm around my sister and pulling her close to him.

“That was a ranch. Seventy years ago! They didn’t even have a dog,” she pouted.

“I have a friend that lives on a farm,” I told her. “Maybe I’ll take you out there sometime.”

“Really? You’d do that?” she asked, her eyes going wide and she grinned from ear to ear. My God, she was gorgeous.

“Sure,” I smiled back.

“Yay!” She clapped her hands and jumped up and down on the spot. “That would be so cool!”

“If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?” I asked her.

She grinned and cocked her head to the side. “To old for you pretty boy.”

“I didn’t mean –”

“I may only look your age kid but –”

“You still act like one too,” Jager laughed.

“Hey! Bite your tongue,” she snapped at him.

“It’s true. Our maturity levels stay where they are when we’re changed,” he told me.

“Really?” I turned back to Chasseur. “So you pretty much are my age?”

“What are you getting at?”

“Just nice to have someone around that isn’t going to go all parental on me.”

“I would never.”

“Awesome. Hey, anyone want to go out for a hot chocolate?” I had an idea.

“We have some here, Dustin, you know that,” Vee told me.

“But I want to go out.”

“I don’t think so, I just don’t have the energy.”

“And obviously I’m staying with Vee,” Jager said. “Why don’t you and Chass go, it’ll give you both a chance to get out of the house.”

“That’s fine with me,” Chasseur said. “Long as I get to drive.”

“Sure.”

Chasseur, I found drives like a maniac. I wonder if speed limit was in her vocabulary... or maybe stop signs...

I gave her directions to the coffee shop near our house and we sat down and ordered. As soon as the waitress had walked away, she started talking.

“So what did you want to talk to me about?” she asked.

“What makes you think I wanted to talk to you?

“You haven’t left your sisters side the whole time we’ve been here, now you want to go out for hot chocolate? You knew Violet wouldn’t come and you would have had to of known that Jager would want to stay with her, so, that leaves me,” she grinned.

“Okay, you caught me. I did want to talk to you, somewhere Jager wouldn’t over hear our conversation.”

“Why?”

“I wanted to ask you about becoming a vampire.”

“What?” she gasped. “Are you kidding me? Your sister is dying and you want to become a vampire?”

“No! No, it’s not like that. Look, I don’t want her to die, but she won’t let Jager change her. She’d resent him forever, no matter how much she loved him. But me, if I were to become a vampire and change her...”

She looked at me with wide eyes, then shook her head. “Your her brother, she’d still resent you.”

“Yes, but she would forgive me because I know and so does she that she would do the same thing for me.”

The waitress came back with our drinks and Chasseur dumped three teaspoons of sugar into it. Stirring it slowly she said; “Dustin I don’t know. She’d be so mad that she was a vampire. She’d hate you and if it was bad enough she would hate every vampire out of spite, including Jager and I. And then you, because you became one to turn her.”

I sighed. “So I guess thats a no, for that idea.”

“Sorry,” she said, laying her hand over mine.

“Not your fault. I just wish I could have her back for one night, you know, like she use to be.”

She nodded in agreement, looking down at her drink. “Wait!” she said, looking up at me and grinning. “I have the perfect idea!”

“Huh?”

“I know how to get the healthy Violet back, for at least a day!”

My heart started beating faster at the thought, adrenalin pumping, I was so excited. “How? How can you do that?”

She grinned from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat and pulled out her phone, scrolling through her phone book until she found the name. She turned the phone around so I could see the name on the screen. ‘Loretta’.

“Who’s Loretta?” I asked confused. How was this going to help? What could possible make her healthy again for a day? I was hoping it was going to be good, because I just couldn't be disoppionted. I needed to see her healthy one more time.

“Loretta is a witch.”