Monsters
I sat in the darkness of my room and stared out of my open bay window. The heat was bothersome but I welcomed it over my lifeless skin. It's been a few weeks and summer was quick to follow the end of school.
And Casimir was quick to plan my life to be in Stokerton as long as I need be.
With Vladimir shunning me and him and Henry being friends again, it wasn't like I had anywhere else to go. Even after I cried with him after he broke up with Meredith he still acts like he hates me...
I could hide and run from him all I wanted, but he would always find me. He already succeeded, anyway. Vladimir Tod was back in Stokerton.
I sensed him in the air around me, I knew he was here. But I knew he wouldn't be here for me, he was here for his drudge. He was here for Snow. I did tell her that he would be overwhelmed by his guilt. I scoffed to myself.
"How you love your precious guilt." I whispered so softly that I couldn't even hear myself.
So I wasn't surprised when I looked down and to my far right and saw Vladimir. He couldn't stop moving and I could almost feel his nerves growing in my own stomach. Snow stepped out of the club that I knew so well and walked up to him. They talked back and forth but I wasn't so interested that I would listen to her thoughts to hear their conversation.
I sat back and watched them talk. I felt like a stalker, but it was their fault for meeting outside my room. And between Casimir's home and club nonetheless, it was practically calling me to watch.
But my eyes narrowed when I saw Snow moving closer to him, tempting him. He tried to fight it, I saw, but he was no match for his hunger.
"That little bugger..." I whispered at Snow. I sighed when Vlad's fangs slid into her skin. I watched him drink from her and grew depressed. I would have given anything to be human again...that should have been me.
"You need to feed too." I heard a warm voice say from the doorway. I turned to Jonathan and wiped away the single tear that escaped.
"Jonathan." I smiled and he entered the room. He offered his hand to me and I placed mine in his. He helped me stand and he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Am I such a monster for ruining the perfect life you have in your human world?" I asked him as I ran my finger over the button on his jacket.
He lifted my chin and made me look in his eyes. "No, Mina, I love you. You know I do, and I always have, you are no such thing." I blushed and his eyes of ice melted. "How could such an angel ever be a monster?"
"I'm a vampire Jonathan." I told him as if it was the answer to his rhetorical question. He kissed my lips softly and smiled.
"Then you must drink blood." He bent his neck and I wrapped my arms around his neck and let my fangs bite into his skin. I drank as I have many times before and was full in hardly any time at all. He was so used to it that he didn't even wobble from lightheadedness afterwards. Jonathan and I watched a movie, a comedy, as we relaxed the night away.
Casimir returned from the Crypt not long after the movie ended and he only had William with him. Jonathan's mother called and he had to leave thus leaving me alone with my nephew and brother-in-law. I ate a small dinner with Casimir and William.
But I had to return home too soon and I was driven back by William. We talked about music and movies and things that any normal human would talk about with any normal friend. I felt good to be relatively normal again. But it seemed that every time I leave and return to Bathory, someone would always prove me wrong. As soon as I was walking up to my house was surrounded by a flash of light.
Eddie Poe.
"Oh my God, Eddie where are you?" I growled and he stepped out.
"Hey vampette." He gave me a smug smirk and I narrowed my eyes at the nickname.
"Very original. I haven't seen you sneaking around lately." He shrugged and cleaned his precious camera.
"I have more important monsters to reveal than you." He looked up to see my reaction and I just rolled my eyes. I walked into the house and slammed it behind me. I went and wallowed in my room for the remainder of the night.
I felt pathetic for secluding myself in such a depressing state...but I didn't really care. I couldn't talk to Henry because he would go and tell Vlad who would get more annoyed. Casimir and his sons have already heard me ranting. Jonathan...well, I wasn't comfortable talking about Vlad to him. Otis was free but he was busy renovating Vlad's old home so it was once again livable. Vikas wasn't here yet...
Vlad himself seemed like the only way to go.
But he still wasn't talking to me and there wasn't anything I could do. If I tried to speak with him I felt like I was bothering him, even though my entire existence is a bother to him. All I could do was wait until he came to me...which at the moment seemed unlikely.
Maybe Eddie is right...maybe I am a monster.
