Don't Look at the Moon (Complete!)

Seven

Three days had passed since Virgil's first dinner with the undead, and Virgil had actually started talking to people. He had realized that these vampires weren't as he had been told- no blood had been drunk, no corpses had been dug up and transformed, no demonic rituals had been performed- they were just like people, albeit ones who stayed up all night and were unusually pale. Most surprising of all was his growing friendship with Roman.

Virgil had been taught all his life that vampires and anything of the sort, like the faeries and werewolves, were evil and would kill him on sight, but Virgi found that those stories just weren't true.

Virgil had talked with Roman every day that he was in the castle, learning about the original stories told in his town- Roman's father.

"The story you heard about Terrence was only kind of true- yes, he's a vampire now- you saw him at dinner- but the part about my father Turning him and doing all that murder stuff was mostly false. My father had a policy that I called 'being a scary bitch."

Virgil laughed.

"Anyway," Roman grinned. "It was a pact. Terrence knew he was dying, and my father had idiots going into our woods on dumb bets. I bet you can figure out the rest- Terrence turned into a vampire willingly, and my father got the intimidation points. But I think that's also what helped your hunting punishment start- the governor had always hated anything that wasn't human, but when the story got out, he us even more for ruining his absolutely perfect town," Roman said the last bit with the level of sarcasm Virgil could only hope to have one day.

"So what about you, Virgil? What about your mother and father? Is there anyone... special... at home?" Roman asked the last bit with what Virgil thought was- jealousy? No, he must have imagined that part. Roman was amazing, and charming- and could have anyone he wanted, so why would Roman even look at him unless to get Virgil out of his hair?

Virgil wanted to stay with Roman, but he also wanted to go back to his mother. What would happen to her if Virgil never came back, never helped her?

"It's only been my mother and I for as long as I can remember. I never knew my father, and I don't have any aunts or uncles. And no- I've never liked anyone that way," Virgil replied, stopping himself from adding 'not the way I like you' to the end of his sentence. And it was true- he had found himself seeking Roman every hour the sun was up. It wasn't that he hadn't come to like any of the other vampires- no, Patton and Logan were amazing, and he had become, well, he wouldn't say friends, exactly, with the other vampires, but Virgil had grown close to the group. What did Roman say the 'official' name of a vampire group was? That's right- Virgil had grown fairly close to the coven in such a short amount of time.

And Virgil had also learned quite a lot- tricks and other things that no one in his village would know, like the faeries had a sense of humor and the naiads loved stories from land. Roman had shown Virgil that not everything he had been told about the magical creatures were true- far from it, in fact; Roman had shown him that the magic could be beautiful.

And Virgil realized that he might have started to like Roman as maybe just a bit more than a friend.

But of course, Roman would never feel the same. Roman was an immortal vampire, who could snap the necks of hunters without breaking a sweat, while Virgil was just- himself. There was nothing special about him! He couldn't even speak in a crowd without succumbing to his own social anxiety!

"Did you hear me?" Roman asked, shaking Virgil out of his thoughts.

"What?" Virgil asked, because he was definitely not thinking about how muscular Roman was under his white tunic.

"I asked if maybe you'd like to go to the gardens with me tonight? I know you sleep at night but I- I'd like to show the gardens to you in the proper moonlight," Roman asked.

"I- yeah, of course," Virgil replied, trying to fight the light pink blush climbing up his face.

"Great!" Roman smiled, standing up from the couch they'd at on in Roman's room, offering a hand to help Virgil up.

"Meet me here after dinner?" Roman asked, taking Virgil by the hand.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'll be here," Virgil replied, not failing to notice how close they were.

Roman put his arm around Virgil's shoulder. "I know it's scary. We're scary," he laughed. "I mean, we do need blood to survive. But I really hope we can figure something out with your mother. I know you want to go home."

Virgil started to doubt that he actually wanted to leave the castle now.

There was magic, he had found friends, and even Roman seemed to like him, albeit as a friend.

So did Virgil really want to go back to his town where he always felt out of place? Maybe he could sneak into his house and give his mother enough money to pay for everything. Yes, that would do!

A/N- I will be taking a short hiatus from Wattpad :(. Midterms are coming up for me pretty soon, and I have been very stressed lately. I hope to get back on here in about 2-4 weeks, so I shouldn't be gone too long. This will be the last chapter for a little while, but my other book Sanders Supers will continue to be updated as there are several pre written chapters. 

I'm so sorry that I'll be gone for a while, but I will come back. I've written too much on this story to quit now!