Story 1: The Love You Brought

Chapter 5

It has been a month since that day. An amazing month of dates, enjoying, supporting and getting to know each other. Wynn would visit more often and we would spend all day in the living room reading books, talking or simply sharing the sofa without any need for words. The tranquility the room would provide, seeing the clouds pass by through the window and with the warmth we would share, more Wynn than me since he's alive and all but back to the point, it was honestly perfect... I don't remember when was the last time I have ever felt like this; the feeling of being wanted, needed, loved and happy. All I could remember was the intolerable loneliness and constant pain, neverending nightmares that kept me awake, for so many years... Ever since Wynn appeared he had brought and given me so much, I wish I could do the same but even after all this time I still didn't know much of his true self or background. I was the same but I didn't feel ready to tell him of my almost 5 centuries of living... It was difficult and it pained me to explain, carrying the memory alone is painful enough. Maybe one day we could sit and talk about our past, one day...

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"You have a son?!" Wynn exclaimed, amazement sparkling on his lavender eyes. "You do not look like a dad! Do you have a picture?! Can I see?! Pleaseee!"

"Sons, actually. I have three of them." I smiled as I looked through one of my books and found a picture of Lucca, giving it to Wynn.

"You have three kids?! How?! Where are they?! And Oh. My. God. He. Is. Adorable?!" Wynn squealed loudly at seeing Lucca's picture, I laughed at seeing the scene.

The picture was a close up of Lucca with a surprised face while he was eating donuts, so he had crumbs all over his face. Honestly, one of my favorite and treasured pictures of him. He almost threw the instant camera away when he noticed I took a picture.

"How? They are adopted, of course, I can't have kids of my own..." I replied a bit sad. " His name is Lucca and he's around, he travels a lot, you might meet him one day when he pops by. The other two... they aren't under my care at the moment."

"..." Wynn didn't say anything to that but softly asked with a small smile, I could see a hint of sadness in his face. I could tell he felt sad for me. "Really now? He might as well have been your real son, both of you look quite alike though, you have raised him well... How old is he?"

"18? Maybe 21?" I gave it some deep thought since it has only been 5 years since I adopted Lucca. Since he is dead, he doesn't count by human years anymore. "I would say... 16 years when he was alive and 5 years as a vampire." I rubbed my chin deep in thought.

"Whaaat?" Wynn looked in disbelief at the picture. "He can't be 21 years old if we add the vampire years? He should look more older... no?" He asked quite confused

"He should, but we vampires age quite differently from other creatures and humans. We keep the appearance of the age we died and we grow "older" every 50 years or so but it varies by vampire of course. I have heard rumors that some grow by having or developing strong emotions, others by life experiences and so on. In my case, I have stayed like this ever since I died." I explained calmly with a shrug. "Haven't changed in the slightest, maybe the hair but not too sure about that." I took a lock of hair and pulled it down to look at it.

"That's funny, don't you have like a picture of back then?" He smiled at me, giving me back the picture

"I don't... remember." I looked at the picture sadly as I put it back between the pages of the book, tossing it on the coffee table. I felt a bit pained by my lack of memory loss or amnesia? I don't know honestly... It's not like I can go up to a hospital and get myself checked, I'll get dissected instead.