All Over Again (A Young Dracula Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Thirteen: Smiles are Contagious

Author's Note: ASDFGHJKL?! 3 chapters in one day? I deserve a clap! OK no, that sounded selfish, but I have to be honest, I tried really hard because as I mentioned before, I'm always changing my story line. :/ 

A shout-out to Darkanglex123 for commenting on every chapter I've made! YAY!

Chapter Thirteen

Riley's POV

"Blood poisoning only requires a simple remedy. Why did it take so long to figure it out?" I questioned, hoping it doesn't look like I was intruding.

"Well, let's just say my Dad liked to play games." I smiled, putting a small grin on Vlad's face. I put an expression on my face to show that I wanted him to continue, since he is unable to read my mind.

"How do you know so much about cures and remedies?" Vlad inquisitively asked, raising an eyebrow.

"My mum was this... uh... pharmacist," I fibbed, thanking God for making me immune to vampire mind reading.

"Well, once she was cured, I asked Erin to stay. And then, I began to... well... like her..." Vlad stuttered in the end, but I understood what he was so embarrassed to say.

"You fell in love with a breather?" Vlad shrugged, not showing much opinion or emotion towards the matter.

"Anyways, she began to live at the school. I got angry at her once I found out she was a slayer. But she was still the same Erin. I was just a little careful. She supported my idea of a ceasefire between vampires and humans. Until..."

"You changed Erin Vaccaria? But that means she should be loyal to you. This breaks vampiric law!" I yelled, acting like I was the judge in a supreme court.

"Actually it breaks 7 vampiric laws, not just one," he said. I smiled once again making Vlad smile in return. "But, a vampire or vampiress is not loyal to his or her creator if the duo are in love."

I was fascinated by this. I did not know that this was indeed a fact. 

"You're not going to lecture me on why it was wrong for me to bite a breather?" 

I giggled and said what I truly felt, "No of course not. I suppose it was wrong to bite a slayer, remembering that she disliked the idea of being undead. But, if she truly loved you, she should've never left your side."

Vlad looked down onto the red, dusty carpet and began smiling. "You know, there's not much more to the story. Erin left my side and went on to Malik's side. She was the one that called war upon the two half brothers---"

"Wait," I paused, "Your brother is Malik Vaccaria?!" I shook my head in denial. Vlad nodded and squinted his eyes to try and figure out why that would surprise me.

"Riley Johnson, eh? Why don't you tell me a little about your past?" he asked me.

"Uhm... Err... Uh..." I had to make something up fast, "Well, I was an only child with no uncles or aunts and my parents died in the war not too long ago. That's why I travel; I live in the homes I find from those who couldn't make it in the war." 

'There. That should limit my family tree. Therefore, he won't be able to look up my origins if I have no family to look up.' I thought.

"That means you have nowhere to go! You should stay here. There's always space for one more!" Vlad said in a ever-so jolly mood. 

Vlad took it differently. A nice differently, I think. I suppose it would be better if I stayed with him. I could see everything he does.

"I don't want to cause any trouble," I tried to seem nice.

"Don't worry, you already met most of the family," the teenaged vampire grinned. 

"I thought the only family you have left was your sister?" I asked, confused.

"We're all a family.  We may not be biological to one another. By origins don't matter to us. Helping these poor kids is all that matters to me. I don't care if Malik and his princess wants another war. Family is always first. And those kids are my family." Vlad was so convinced that those kids were his family. 

"You've got to be the sweetest vampire in the world," I giggled.

"What did you just say !?" Vlad burst out. I crawled 2 inches away from him in fear. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, it's just... You know what? Forget it."

I attempted to change the subject. Fast. It was getting awkward.

"Why did you think I was a werewolf?" I inquired, still laughing about the matter in my head.

"Ingrid told me you said that you could smell her," Vlad murmured, seeming guilty of him accusing me. I laughed a fake laugh, the laugh part... so that Vlad definitely thinks I'm a breather, and the fake part... because they were right. Ingrid is evil. I just need Vlad to see it too. I need to protect him.