Chapter 6
Decisões
Choosing to remain in New Orleans for a little bit longer, I returned to the place I lived with Victor.
Most of my belongings still remained in the house. We’d left so suddenly those months ago, I didn’t even think about what would happen to it all.I pulled the sheets off of the furniture in Victor’s office and opened the windows to clear the musty air. I put away the groceries Angelica had brought in for me.
I prepared a small meal and ate in the office. Listening to Tchaikovsky, I pulled a book from the bookcase; settling into one of the familiar chairs. A few stanzas in, I realized I’d spent years listening to russian composers with Victor. Now I read russian poetry because of Harry. Where did the Russian influence come from?
I grabbed my cell phone to call William. When I turned it on, I was bombarded with texts and messages. It practically rang in my hand.
The texts were from friends wondering where I was and why wasn’t I in class. The voicemails consisted mostly of someone swearing at me in Irish. It was clear that Niall was very upset with me. Liam had called a few times just saying he hoped I was alright. The last message made my heart stutter.“Daria, love...do not make your choice for me. Make it for yourself.”
I deleted all...but His.
“William, please call me in the morning. I have a few questions.”
I left the book open on Victor’s desk and shut off “String Quartet No.2 in F Major”. It was a particularly fitting piece. Something you would definitely hear in an old black and white Vampire film. A world I only thought existed in books and cinema, but one I was now very much living in.
I felt a wave of nostalgia creep in when I entered my former bedroom. The room had been sealed just as I had left it. I could smell my perfume, which I wore frequently when I lived here. I checked the bedding to see if I needed to change it and found it fresh. Angelica must have changed it after bringing in the food. I pulled one of the long nightgowns from the closet and slipped it on. I added the same thick, high necked robe after the “boys” moved in and returned to the kitchen to make a cup of tea.
The moon shone brightly against the floor as I moved around the room. As I waited for the teapot to boil, I stuck my hand in the beam of light. It felt warm on my skin.
Was I really who they said I was? Was I really Selene thousands of years later?
The whistle of the pot brought me out of my thoughts. As I poured the hot liquid over the yorkshire teabag I happened to find in one of the cabinets, I wondered how angry Niall, Liam and Louis were with me.
I pulled my the phone from my pocket and sent Niall a text.
I hope you’re not too angry
An answer came almost immediately.
I could put you over my knee, but I’m relieved you’re alright
I left it at that and returned to the bedroom.
~LWTY~
A fitful sleep left me disoriented the next morning. I didn’t have any answers to any of my questions. No decisions made.
William arrived at the house just after noon.
“You didn’t have to come here,” I said closing the door behind him.
“I know, but I made a call to Zeline this morning regarding some business. She provided me with some information I think you may be interested in.”
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