Chapter 9 - Get Out Your Feelings

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(This chapter isn't the best chapter I've written for this story but it is just Filler chapter)

Ever since Charlie's break down at Lulu's house, she has been acting distant, I reckon she is embarrassed she let her emotions get the best of her.

"Hey Char Char... uh.. You heard of that new song by Sam Smith called Nirvana?" I ask, face looking more sympathetic than questioning.

"Nope." Charlie fiddles with her thumbs.

"Oh my gosh Charlie you can't still be embarrassed! Everyone gets emotional about something, it's alright, I promise you." I plead with her. "I need my cousin and my best friend back." I warmly smile in her direction.

"Best friend?" A goofy grin appears on her face. "I thought Ari was your best friend?"

"You and Ari are both my best friends, I know you both have my best interest in mind." I stand from the love seat making my way towards Charlie. " I hate it when you feel like you can't express yourself... Crying is perfectly normal Charlie, hell I was more terrified for you than myself."

Charlie looks down at her lap. "It's exactly that everything instantaneously became real, while I was in the room with Matty we barely spoke a word and yet I was the closest I've ever felt for anyone, I fell asleep to the sound of his heart beating, I was in utopia." A tear escapes her twinkling blue eyes. "I felt so fucking hard in love at that moment, and while I was falling in love for the first time you were passed out on the floor." She whimpers.

"Charlie, it was my fault I should have never taken so much of the illusion, and I could've instantly sped out the room, but Harl-... I mean the vampire seemed harmless Charlie. He even told me where you were, his eyes appeared so familiar, like I've seen them before.... Watching over me."

"Evie, he fed you with his blood, vampires only do that if they feel the need to stalk their prey, to force them to madness, to make them so paranoid and unstable the fear let alone could kill. You think the hallucinations will be tough, a vampire toying with your psyche makes hallucinations seem like re-runs of Awkward."

Uncle Axel appeared in the door. "Girls breakfast is ready." He rubs his big hands through his white and auburn beard. Uncle Axel wasn't an old man, he was quite young since he and Auntie Quinn had Charlie at a young age. His hair was a perfect golden toast brown hue, while on the other hand, his beard had an ivory tint to it at the roots while the ends were a bright auburn. Women couldn't fathom his handsomeness, it drove women wet and mad and ironically enough Lulu found herself sprung for a human, that was already taken, from the last person she would ever want to see clinging to his arm. My beautiful Auntie Quinn.

In unison Charlie and I say. "Ok, be down in a second." We looked at each other erupting  in laughter.

Walking down the stairs a little faster than usual, hoping that it would brighten Auntie Quinn's mood up a bit. "Good morning lovely lady." I kissed her cheek.

"Hello little trouble makers." She sips the coffee, she honestly doesn't need, cause you know... she's a vampire.

Charlie says nothing as she begins eating her food. My phone violently vibrates in my pocket, I pick it up to answer it.

"Zarson Park at 2'o clock, bring no one." written across my iPhone screen, by an unknown number. My breathing hitches. I look up to Charlie, who senses my instant distress.

"What's wrong Evie?" She questions.

"Nothing." I force a generic laugh out a little too enthusiastically. I don't need anyone else stressing and almost having a breakdown because of something I can handle myself. I finish up breakfast and quickly run to my room to see if I can call the number back.

"Sorry the number you're trying to dial is no longer in service, goodbye." the automated voice said.

How can a number not in service send a text 15 minutes ago and now not work. Something doesn't seem quite right, but I did plan on going to Zarson Park at 2'o clock to put a stop to the madness.

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