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I'm a Vampire...(21 - Sneek Peek.)

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Chapter 21

Day 5 - Continued.

Amarande stood up and bent down to meet Anna's eyes. She thought she could get away with it, and she can't. Not with Amarande and I here.

"Anna," he said smoothly with a small smile on his face. His eyes had taken on a possessive stare that he only used when it was absolutely necessary. I watched as Anna's pupils dilated and she stared back at him, transfixed. "I know when you lie. I am the original vampire. And you see, and as you can feel, the power that I have. The game is over. Tell only the truth." he said in a low voice, sitting back down into the wooden chair without breaking eye contact with her.

As soon as he looked away, Anna's head went up like she was a puppet. Her eyes had become emptier, like the only thing that was there was Amarande's suggestion.

"My creator's name is Philip. He's nice. The only reason he made me was because I asked him to. I was having a hard life at home, and I thought immortality would make it all better." she said, taking a breath to go on. "I thought of killing myself, but at night I saw this incredibly handsome young man walking all alone. I didn't think he was dangerous, he seemed to just be out for a walk late at night. I thought 'why not?' and jumped out of the window. My parents would never let me out late at night."

Her glassy eyes become even more empty as she remembered. Her pale cheeks had lost even more of it's color, and I wondered what exactly Amarande had done to her head. She continued on with the story, but before she did, she looked up at John and narrowed her eyes, tilting her head as if examining John.

"You look kind of like him. You must be brothers." she guessed.

I looked at John and he seemed to stiffen before he nodded slowly. His elbows were on the table as his hands were in fists up by his face, knuckles turning white from the mention of his brother, which he would be hearing a lot from.

"Yes, he's my brother." he said quietly, a hard tone to his voice. Anna nodded and assessed him a bit more.

"You are not a vampire like him." she said and then looked at Amarande. "But Philip is more powerful than you." she said to my creator. I almost choked on nothing.

No vampire was more powerful than Amarande.

"You have your assumptions wrong. Amarande is the most powerful vampire. He's the one that created us." I said. Anna thought about it for a moment before shaking her head.

"Philip's blood is the most delicious I've ever had. I could feel the power in it." Anna said. "His aura, unlike yours, Amarande is hidden. His power is in the inside," she continued then nodded in Amarande's direction. "While yours shows on the outside."

My mind was running fast. I was already shaking my head to her sentence.

"That can't be true. He would of have had someone like Amarande create him by sharing too much blood. It's almost impossible to have someone as strong as my creator." I turned my head in his direction. "You didn't did you?" I asked.

He shook his head no.

"I haven't created a vampire since you, Rosemary." he said to me. I thought so. My head turned to Anna who was looking at me already.

"You must be lying." I said to her. There was no other way for me to express what I was feeling. It just COULDN'T BE.

It was then that Anna turned towards Amarande.

"He told me not to lie."