The Vampire from Hell

Chapter 13 - Complicated For Your Kind

Chapter 13 - Complicated For Your Kind

J clapped his hands together to get my attention. "Join me. We only have a few moments, and I'd like to talk to you." He gestured for me to sit by him on the couch. 

"You want me to sit near you?" I hesitated. 

"Yes, yes. I'm not afraid of you," he replied, dismissing my caution. He moved the Bluetooth headset from the desk to the coffee table, so it would be near him to grab at a moment's notice. Then he crossed his legs and nonchalantly said, "None of this is your fault, my dear." 

Needing to stretch my legs, I stood up and pushed my hands deep into the pockets of my jeans. 

"We've been watching you for some time. Since you're an avid fan of the internet, it's been easy for us to keep up with you. I knew it was just a matter of time before your father would try something." 

As he spoke, I located my iPhone and shoved it in my back pocket. "What do you mean?" I asked, turning in his direction. 

"You're more human than demon, yes? You feel that way, yes?" With a tip of his head, he motioned for me to return to my seat by him. He removed his brown-and khaki-striped tie and unfastened the top button of his white dress shirt. 

I returned to my seat. "I don't think of myself as a demon, and I don't look like my father or sister. They are demons! Snaky-looking demons." 

J's eyebrows rose in amazement. He scratched his right eyelid to cover his surprised expression. 

"I'm still getting used to the idea of being a vampire," I continued. "So yes, I'm part human and part vampire, not demon. Luckily I didn't acquire more of my father's characteristics when he turned me," I said pointing to my eyes. "They are a dead giveaway." 

"Yes, you have very interesting eyes, I must say." 

"Reptilian, sir," I replied. 

Wrinkling his nose, J chuckled and shook his head. "You're not a snake, my dear, so don't say you have snake eyes. They are simply different. What animal's eyes would you say I have?" 

"Sir?" I asked, startled by his question. 

J laughed. "Many have said I have the eyes of a hawk because of my piercing stare and this hooked nose of mine." He gestured to his face, and then shrugged. 

"Oh." I nodded, pretending I knew what he was talking about. 

He laughed. "You can probably see it if you look really hard." 

He leaned closer to me and whispered, "Wouldn't you say my eyes are an interesting color at least?" 

"I would," I replied, answering his question hastily. I wanted to catch his gaze again and confirm his conclusions about his appearance. He was rather attractive. But he interrupted my concentration as he continued talking. 

"Being different doesn't mean you're bad. You're just unique. I'd like to think I'm unique." His tone had a degree of warmth and concern. 

I did not answer. 

J waved his hand dismissively. "It's no matter. I can tell I've confused you. I'm just saying, don't let that sort of thing bother you. Look past it. Embrace who you are, not who people think you are, or want you to be." 

"With my being a vampire, do you mind my being here?" 

J glanced down at his hands, obviously formulating his response. 

I reached for my water bottle to act like I was not becoming uncomfortable with his silence. 

Finally he replied, "I think Blick summed it up best when he said that you are somewhat complicated for your kind, a different vampire altogether." He paused, shifting his eyes about slightly as he considered what he had said, then nodded his head in agreement with his statement.