The Vampire and The Slave

Chapter 17: Momma Mary

It was nice to know Charles cared but I needed to see Mary. She has this Mom aura going on and I needed my mom or a Mom figure. She also mothers Charles. Weird...

We got home and I was fine. I got out of the car and as soon as I was inside I colapsed on the couch. I closed my eyes and rested. Charles came over to me with my "baby formula" and rubbed the babies. I sat up and he was kneeling in front of me, an ear to my 15-week-old belly. I laughed.

"What are you trying to do? Read their minds?" I laughed.

"Yes. I might have to wait a while because all I hear is 4 heart beats." He gets up to sit next to next and puts me on his lap. He rubs circles on my tummy and I get tired. I put myself where my head is in his neck and I'm still on his lap.

"Eternity?" Charles starts to whisper.

"Hmmm?" I hum half asleep.

"I have to go pee."

"Okay? So?" I ask.

"Get off."

"No."

"You leave me no choice." He gets up and tosses me back on the floor. Harshly. I get up and scream "Fuck you! I'm going to Mary's!". I grab the  thermal and fill it with the necessary liquid. I grabbed my purse to call Mary but before I could, Charles grabbed my arm.

"Don't!! I'll call her and I'll take you there. Don't worry. Its going to be okay." I pulled my hand out of his grasp and said "I'm waiting." He pulled out his phone and dialed.

"Mary? Yes well-uh huh. Uh huh. She's well. Yes she's right here. Lis-Urgh. Yes the baby is fine. LISTEN! I didn't mean to startle you but we're going to come over for a while. I hope you don't mind. Thanks. See you." He picked me up from the floor and carried me to the car. Though I could walk perfectly fine I wasn't complaining. He put my seat belt on and kissed my fore head. Okay what? I let it slide because it wasn't a big deal. I turned my head and he grabbed my hand to hold it. I linked fingers and smiled at him while he drove to Mary's and Luke's  house.

We got there and I acted like I was at home; very stiff and hostile. Charles walked in and made himself at home. I walked in and I stayed at the door once I closed it.

"Is that Charles? Luuuuuukee, my looove! Go attend them!" Mary yelled from across the house. I was still standing at the door rubbing my babies. I see a tall figure come up to me. I looked up in time to see Luke grab my hand and drag me to a couch.

"Sit. You're a guest, not some servant." I gave him a look and he corrected himself. "A servant in our household." He smiled and in came Mary.

"Oh my! Welcome to the Darien house; Charles come give your mother a kiss. He even brought Eternity. How lovely." Wait....mother? Charles got up and gave his mom a hug and a kiss.

"Mary is your mother?" I took a swig of my baby formula.

"Oh yes. He's my little baby. And now your carrying my grandchild! Isn't it great?"

"Grandchildren. I'm having multiples." I gave a shy smile. Luke looked at me with big eyes. Then I realized, I'm the wife from his provision. I gave him a 'shhh' and he nodded. Mary sat next to me and rubbed my belly. I started to remember of my own mom...

She had hazel eyes with dark brown hair. It was always straight even though my mom had curly hair like I did. She was very tall. 5'7 in. When we went out without my father, people would ask if we were sisters. My mom, being the flirtatious girl that she is, always said yes and guys would give them her numbers. Even girls were attracted to my mother!

I remember the day I came home from school to find her dead. Today was pasta night at my house and I loved pasta! I came home happy to be done of the homework because I did them the day before. Dad wasn't there because he worked for another hour so it was just me and her.

I opened the door and the house was too clean and someone's shoes were printed on the floor. I followed the shoe prints and they lead to my mom sprawled on the floor. I checked her pulse, nothing. Her skin was really cold and pale. Her hair changed into a dull black. No! No!! This couldn't be happening. Charles appeared and turned her head to find two bite marks. I cried. What kind of sick joke is this??? It was my kind of sick joke because it was played on me.

I came back from that flash back and I was in Charles' arms, tears soaked my cheek and I was hiccuping. Mary looked scared.

"I'm sorry did I scare you? Did I press too hard?" Charles rubbed my arm and I felt sudden rage.

"Don't you dare touch me you bastard! Don't act like you didn't do it. My mother..." I got up and walked towards the door. I felt a feminine hand at my wrist. She pulled me in for a hug and let me cry on her shoulder.

"Luke, honey, go to the study. Along with Charles."

"But Mary, she's overreacting. She's full of sh-"

"Charles Luke Damien!! Don't make me repeat myself." They left and she sat me down on the couch. I told her what had happened to my mother and how Charles did it. She gave me a hug and told me "Look you have me and she's probably doing something better. I'm also sure Charles didn't do it. I know him and he's not like that."

So then....who did?