Vampire Family

Chapter 2: Confrontation

An hour later we were in Michaela's parents' lounge room, with her family congregated there sitting in different seats scattered around the living room. I, meanwhile, sat with Michaela on one of her mother's plush leather sofas that sat next to a baby grand piano. As her mother, Alison, paced the living room, contemplating the decision I had made earlier.

"I feel like this is a bad idea," she finally says in a long brief moment of silence, as all our gazes turn to her. "How so?" interjected Michaela's aunt. "Well, Jake is a Federal Agent, he works for the CIA, if they find out that 'we' turned him into a vampire, they will come after us as they will probably no doubt want to track and hunt down who was responsible, this is very dangerous for us,." She replies, coming to a stop in front of the old-fashioned fire place they had.

"Not only that," began Michaela's sister, as our gazes turned to her, as she sat on a recliner, "They will find out about us, our cover will be blown." "I hadn't thought of that," speaks up Michael's father, all gazes turn to him, "It's a big risk. I'm thrilled to the fact that Jake has obliged to it and willing to do it, but it is very risky concerning us and the possibility of the CIA coming after us."

I step in, "It's a risk I'm willing to take, let me take the heat, if they do try and come after you or do anything to you, I'll stall them." I say veering my eyes at everyone in the room. I feel Michaela take my hand in hers and give it a soft rub, "Jake," She says grabbing my attention; I turn my head to her, "Are you sure about this? What would happen if the CIA found out that you were a vampire and did things behind their back?" she asks. I give a shrug of my shoulders, "Well to put it mildly, there a few possible scenarios that would happen to me, in the likelihood of that happening." I reply.

"Such as?" says Michaela's brother leaning against the door frame. "I can get thrown in jail for misconduct and treason, but there is a worse scenario than that." I say. Michaela raises an eyebrow, "What would that be?" I give a pause, "Execution, they will shoot me on the spot. The CIA are trained to shoot to kill." I reply as I hear gasps among Michaela's family.

I feel Michaela's grip on my hand get tighter, as in a 'I am not letting you do this and getting yourself killed' motive, but it got to the point her strength was making my hand go numb.
"Michaela you're kind of squeezing my hand too tight." I say to her. "Oh, sorry," she says releasing my hand. I give my hand a stretch, letting the blood flow back to it, making sure I have no broken bones to speak of.

"We vampires at times don't realize our own strength." She says apologetically.
"I've noticed." I reply giving my hand a rub. Michaela's mother stood in front of the fire-place, looking at a framed picture of a vampire sitting in a wingback chair, I'm assuming it is a descending relative. She turns around and addresses me. "Jake, I'm sorry to say, I'm not gonna allow this to happen or you to do this, it was my mistake on my behalf of even thinking such idea, it would risk your job, your life and our own lives of vampires, it would reveal us." She says calmly her fangs showing lightly.

I had noticed that since they are in the privacy of their home, they let their fangs show and have them out as if it was normal even in the presence of me, a human, but they trust me as I'm Michaela's mate, as said in their terms. I take in what Alison just had said, but I'm not gonna buy it. "No, I will do it, whether you like it or not, I don't care if I will never be a human again, I will go through with it, I promised you that I will help and I intend to keep that promise." Alison shook her head, "No Jake, I mean it, I'm not letting you do it, I will not allow it to happen, that's final, what I say, goes." "On whose authority?" I ask smugly. "Mine." She says, getting slightly irritated. I bang a fist on the coffee table, "Says you! You wanted my help, you want me to turn into a vampire like you to help you, now you decline and not give in with it! I say it's up to me! You're the one who wanted me to change the course of my life to help you!" I say raising my voice.