Louise A Vampire's Story (Completed/Editing)

Chapter Six (Re-Edited)

"Are you out of your mind?" I spoke in hushed anger when we went inside the building, unable to hide my shock. "This is a brothel! Of all places you bring me here?"

"Yes, it is indeed." he said softly in a calm voice as if he had anticipated my shocked response.

"You explicitly told me that you were bringing me to a place that was safe? How in the world is this safer than being at home?" I might have shown my anger much more then intended. But when looking through my side of things I was having a man I had trusted bringing me to a place that was for bodily pleasures. And as a young woman I saw things far more different then he. Perhaps that was due to his obvious long years of knowing people. Yet my skepticism was still incredibly high.

"It is safe because I know the people here."

I looked at him bewildered trying to figure out how that could be. "So just because you say so means that it is alright to just leave me here with a bunch of strangers? Men and women alike? I would rather be back home then here."

"Louise I cannot take you to my home, at least not now."

I averted my gaze from his. "I was not referring to your home Edmond."

Even though I did not look at him I could feel that I had hurt him with my words, he went to speak but was denied it when squeals of excitement and joy rung out through the halls.

"Edmond!" at least three women dressed in flimsy clothing that did not stop in showing their undergarments, ran over to him draping themselves over in intimate ways. Something of which he seemed rather unbothered by. It made me wonder just how many times he had come here before. Wondering if he came here when my mother was still grieving for her loss of Arthur. But such thinking came to a halt when I heard many of the women speak.

"You never come to see us anymore." One of them said.

"Yes, it has been forever!"

"Did you grow tired of us?" another pouted. "Is that why you no longer visit?"

"We have not seen you in the past two years Edmond," the first one spoke again with a rather teasing smile. "All of us had begun to think that you might be dead."

Two years, he had not come to this place for over two years, the year my brother died and then this year when my mother could no longer take it and passed on as well. When hearing that I had felt a strange sense of relief, and somehow that bothered me more than my anger.

"No, it is not that," Edmond said as he pulled himself away from the women and stood next to my side placing his hand firmly on my shoulder. "Certain circumstance with her and what happened to her family I simply could not leave alone."

The three women that had clung to Edmond, now stared at me then one, narrowed her eyes in assumption. Scanning my whole body then gave a look of realization. "She is not human, not anymore. She is... one of us."

The women then crowded around me as Edmond quickly moved to be at my side his hand gripping tight on my shoulder as he drew me in closer to his side in a rather protective way. Neither of us said a word as the women looked at me.

"Rather young," one exclaimed. "My guess around sixteen to eighteen years old or so."

"Blond hair, blue eyes." she studied my face then my clothing. "She must be from high middle class from the looks of her clothing and even the smell of perfume. Not at all cheap."