Waking Up Dead

Chapter 14: Introductions

“Oh so you’re in your in your fourth year at university, what are you studying?”

“Psychology” I replied as we sat down on a white stone bench under an archway of wild flowers.

“When do you graduate?” she asked with genuine curiosity.

“I was supposed to graduate last month” I tried to hide how upset and angry I was if she didn’t pick on that she clearly picked up on the ‘supposed’ part.

“Did you fail? It’s okay if you did I have failed in numerous things but I picked myself up” she gestured at herself and around the garden before continuing “and look at me now”.

“Thanks, but I didn’t fail just . . . you know stuff happened” I seriously want her to get off this topic, “you have a lovely home Mrs . . . ?”

“Call me Silvia and thank you I have tried to perfect this house ever since I laid my first eyes on it years ago”

“Well I think it’s beautiful”

“Oh you’re too kind” she smiled, “but there are still a few things that need taken care of before I can call it home sweet home”

I smiled back as she looked calculating around the garden, probably thinking of what flowers to add or if something needs trimming.

“I can tell by looking at you that you have a very nice home, a homely atmosphere” she gave me a long side smile.

I tried to quickly think of something to say without causing a long silenced paused, damn you Sammy for leaving me alone. What if someone is talking to him and he is saying something involving me what then? For god’s sake smile and pretend to prepare yourself to speak! I shouted at myself.

I laughed awkwardly as I began to speak, “you couldn’t be more right”, really that’s the best I can think off.

We sat most of the afternoon in the same spot talking about anything and everything, well she did most of the talking I just either agreed or added a sentence or two which I’m not complaining about of course because that just meant that anything to do with my mother or where I came from was avoided and never talked about.

We then stood up and I automatically started stretching my back even though there was no need. Silvia then showed me around three quarters of the garden, naming her favourite flowers to the best shaded areas to relax under; pointed out an area of land where she planned to build a pond and in my opinion it sounded more like a lake. As much as I was falling in love with this so called garden my mind was elsewhere . . . well actually in two places, one on my tightening stomach and the now forming headache as I was starting to starve again and second on my own VERY miniature garden back home, not like I’m jealous or anything . . .

Just as Silvia was about to show me more a man servant arrived holding a small silver plate with a cream envelope on top.

“My lady this just arrived for you” he spoke with his head bowed down but his eyes facing Silvia which then moved on and were freakishly glued to my own eyes.

She thanked him with a nod and took the thick looking envelope and turned to face me, the servant then took his leave by bowing down low to his waist and taking a step backwards not before vanishing away.

“Nikita dear I’m sorry to have to cut our walk short I just have an urgent matter to deal with, I’ll see you tonight” she gave me a warm smile and then poofed into thin air.

I still had a smile on even after she disappeared not because I was happy or anything but because I was still shocked and amazed that these people, wait correction that vampires that can just go poof and abracadabra they’re gone, sadly though with no smoke.