» Eternal Eternity «

Vampires Are Not Invited.

It wasn't something. It was a huge wall, a stone wall with dead mosses, not green, but old. The building was large, a thousand people could fit inside it, and that would not be enough to Audrey.

"What is that?" She asked looking at him.

He lowered his arm and took the hat off.

"It's a library, everything you need to know about vampires is right there."

The gates with iron fences were protecting the library, and a little garden with flowers enchanted Audrey. The gas lamps were lighting the place, making everything more beautiful to her. She never had been in a library, and that made her a little nervous when she noticed that Harold bounced until the gates and shouted a name. So Audrey decided to look up, observing the crucifix the library had above. For one second she got lost in her thoughts, wondering if that was really a library or a church. The big windows were making her doubt, but that what not important, what was important for her was trying to know when they had reached a place like that in the middle of nothing, far away from where they were in a instant. Oh, what did that arrogant man did to me? And for the first time she was hoping him to answer her by reading her mind. I don't like you and you should know that I'm going away! I'll leave you. She balled her fists on her hips, but nothing that she was grumbling was truth, as kid trying to annoy her friend calling attention. If she'd leave him, she wouldn't know where to go, and everyone says that when you make a deal with a vampire, it can't be break just as a simply rule. Even though she was a vampire too, her own conscious would blame her for leaving him without saying any word, the sympathy she had pulsing through her veins, too kind to be true, too sweet to be fooled.

She obliged herself to come back to the real world, and gaze at a woman unlatching the gates.

"Hey Audrey! Come here little donkey!" Harold waved.

"Can you stop calling me this?" She grunted walking towards him as he smirked.

"You told me I can't call you "my love" so I'll call you what I assume you are... A little donkey." He did it just to see her anger explode. "And please, don't kick me again, I'm not a ball."

"Well, you have two, so I'll kick them until you learn how to treat a woman right!"

Harold cracked up, and his laugh sounded like a pig, vanishing and coming, as a contraction.

"That's what I'm talking about! Savage girl! Just like our kind!" And again she felt like he was making her mind, changing the way she should be.

"Fuck you!" After saying the words, Audrey covered her mouth, as if she committed a huge crime, and soon asked God to forgive her.

"Thank you, I'll do it tonight." He grinned turning himself to the woman, who was with a bitterly look on her face.

"You'll never change, right?" The woman withdrew, opening an arm for them to enter.

"Absolutely, Margaret! Sometimes to change, we need the courage to look at ourselves." Audrey nodded with his words. The first wise words he had said. "What a pity, I can't look at myself, so there is no change to be made."

"Oh, are you sure? Look again." Audrey entered the library, letting him gaze at her back. "I bet you'll see the monster everyone does see."

"Monster? You call me this like you know something about me, but not even my whole name you can say..."

"Harold Arthur Tomlinson... It's a beautiful name." She folded her arms, feeling proud of herself as she turned to face him.

"How do you know it? Did you read my mind again?" He clicked his tongue. "Audrey Marie Cox."