All throught the time we're on the road, Sean was breathing hard as if forcing herself from doing something. I didn't bother asked any question because it felt wrong. I knew i should shut my mouth or something would happen, or so i thought. She was too focus on the road the whole time as if making me feel that she's not comfortable having me around.
We arrived at a huge house, more of a palace actually. The whole exterior seems to be historical and eery. It was in the middle of god knows how many acre of land. Surrounded by almond trees, pine trees, exotic but beautiful grass and flower beds. The place is so magical to be real. So beautiful that i thought i was in another world. A near to be impossible beauty of a lesbian and a much more near to impossible beauty of a place seems to hide to much mysteries.
"You're still in Copperville, don't worry." Sean said at my back. I felt her breath at my nape which alert goosebumps on my skin. My breathing hitched.
"This place... is so beautiful." I can't help but to look around.
"Yeah, beautiful.." The tone she used to emphasize the "beautiful" catched my attention and i turn my head to her side just be welcomed by her sky blue eyes. Calming, soothing yet... erotic and breathtaking.
"What exactly are we doing here?" I asked, almost a whisper. I have to shift my attention to other things or else i know "something" will happen.
"This is my family's mansion. You asked me to take you with me so i brought you here." She said smiling shyly while looking at the gravelled pathway.
She reminds of a teenage boy asking his crush for a date. She's erotically beautiful and interesting.
"Oh.. Are your siblings here?" I asked, remembering she has eight siblings.
"Our mother and my siblings are in Switzerland attending a clan reunion. They'll be gone until next week." She exclaimed.
"Why didn't you come?" I asked curiously.
She held out her hands and tilt her head to direction of the mansion before answering: "I don't like clan reunion."
If the exterior of the mansion looks ancient the interior is utterly eery and creepy. Antique portraits of a family, a royal family to be exact are scattered all over the place. The walls of the mansion are like hystorical book's pages posted every where. Every furnitures are obviously antiques and there's a grand piano in the cornel of main hall. It feels like everything inside this mansion has a legend to tell. A grand staircase is positioned in the middle of the main hall with two praying angels in each side as a welcoming guard. The ceiling is elegantly high and well painted that reminds me of Sain Peter's Basilica in Vatican.
An old woman dressed with a long formal long sleeves servant's gown welcomed us with a bow and polite smile. Her eyes seems be observative and scrutinizing, almost intimidating. I wonder how long she's been serving the Phillips' clan.
"Welcome Señiora.." The old woman greeted me with this thick italian accent.
"Cecillia, would you prepare a picnic for us please? In the almond tree near the falls." Sean respectfully commanded.
"Sy Señior Sean." So her name is Cecillia.
We were left alone in the living room with discomforting silence. I feel Sean's burning stare that made me find it difficult to breath. My hands were pale white due to the pressure while holding the throw pillow i found in the single love seat. My legs are pressed with each other in an uncomfortable manner to fight back the disturbing feeling i felt in between them
What the fuck is wrong with me? Am i bewitched? Possessed? Being cursed? I can't understand myself! Why the hell do i feel so intimately attached and interested with her?
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Blood and Love
VampirosWorld isn't as normal as people think it is. There is always something out in the dark. Silently watching, creeping in the darkest corners. But that's not all. The dark can blend in the light.
