by Pet TorreS
We stopped walking in front of a wooden door. Eros pushed it and entered the old house. I remained exactly in the same place. I was really afraid to enter into it.
He remained in silence all the time. His unfriendliness intimidated me. For a moment I thought he would hurt me.
“Are you going to stay outside?” he asked, after having crossed the threshold.
I decided to go ahead, since I had come there. I should take that risk. I thought of my mother and knew she was protecting me, somehow. That feeling encouraged me before I entered the house.
Inside it, there was nothing, just a huge room and a large mirror in the corner of the room. There were also dark curtains on the window.
Eros sat on the floor as if he were meditating, with his back to me. I remained standing and was motionless, just watching him with his back to me.
“Did you want to know where I live?” he asked, with a chilling voice. “So, here is my house.”
He remained with his back to me.
All I could do was to stand in silence. All the words fled from my mind. A huge rat ran across the floor and I screamed out at the top of my voice.
“A rat! I want to go back home!”
My hands started to shake.
“Not before you see something!”
He said that and stood up quickly. I didn’t have any time to get out of that house. He was quicker than I’d imagined and my arms were stuck in his cold hands. He glared at me, with a supernatural stare in his face.
I had never seen any person with such features.His face was pale, with a strange gaze on it. He suddenly changed his expression.
His eyes became gray. Around them there were dark rings. His lips were red and between them there were big, sharp teeth.
I was desperate and didn’t have any energy to try to escape from his claws. I closed my eyes, trying to block my tears.
“Now you know what I really am,” he said and let my arms go free. He flinched back.
I needed so much to open my eyes at that moment to stare at him. His attitude made me understand what had just happened. He didn’t intend to hurt me. He just wanted to reveal what he was, as well as what I was about to become.
He approached the mirror.
“Look at this mirror!” His voice sounded very confident.
I looked down at the mirror and I didn’t see his reflection on it. I could only see the opposite wall. He lightly touched his hand on the mirror's wooden frame and images were reflected through it.
That was an exhibition of my entire life.
My mother appeared in those images, almost twenty years ago, in a nightclub that had been the night she’d met my father and conceived me.
My birth…
Then the images showed me when I was seven, when I started dreaming of that strange man.
My adolescence…
On the day I met Eros in the classroom. The mirror showed me how my brooch vanished from my purse.
Eros had planned everything. He had used his vampire powers to remove it out of my purse with only the power of his mind.
When he lost his school ID inside the school library, this was done on purpose. He wanted me to find it.
He did everything because there was a purpose behind his reaction. He wanted to be with me almost all the time.
Mirta’s nose bled and Eros left the classroom after that. It was because he couldn’t handle the smell of blood.
The last image shown in the mirror was the symbol of Neptune on the amulet and on Eros’ arm.
Then, the mirror came back to normal.
“All your life is in this mirror,” he said and his voice suddenly became serious.
I was confused after having seen those images in the mirror. They seemed so real… My life in a mirror… It all seemed to be like a dream, or, instead, a nightmare from which I wished to wake up.
“I’m not here by accident,” he confessed while he approached me. His supernatural face didn’t scare me anymore. Even though, I was attracted to him that was so strange to me. I had desired a monster.
“I came to get you and take you to your father,” he claimed, his voice quiet.
I shivered, perplexed. I was wordless.
I should have asked him several things. Nothing came into my mind, just grief after knowing the entire truth about my father and me.
“Your father is our master…our guardian.” His voice was mournful.
A storm was formed outside the house. Lightning and thunder emerged, sprung up outside the window.
“You’ll be one of us soon.” He glared at me. “It’s in your blood.”
He stared at me again.
“You’ll be a… vampire…” he said, quietly.
Everything made sense to me at that moment. There was no doubt. I was definitely the daughter of a vampire and soon I would be just like him - I would be of his kind.
“I wish I wasn’t born…” That was all I said.
Now I knew everything about the mystery in my dreams, about my past, about my vampire father and also about Eros.
Then I walked in the direction of the front door and stepped out of that house. At the same time I was embarrassed at all that Eros had just told me.
It was raining harder. It didn’t matter if my body got wet. I didn’t care about anything else.
Everything made no sense to me.
Death would be welcome in my life.
I walked slowly through the streets, barefoot after I had taken off my sandals. Eros followed my steps while he was transformed into a vampire. He could jump at great heights, over the roofs of the houses, so I couldn’t see his quick movements.
I stopped walking on a deserted street and opened my arms extensively at the same time as I was inviting death. I saw an intense brightness in the sky and I fell on the floor, totally unconscious.
Eros came down from the roof of one house, through a double jump. He was soon on his feet again, quite close to me. He picked me up in his arms and he was watching my livid face due to the rain.
He stepped inside my bedroom through the open window and held me in his arms like a rag doll. He gently placed me on my bed and noticed that my dress was entirely wet. Then he used his mind’s power while his hand was sliding along my cold body. He made all the water evaporate from my dress and also from my body.
When he finished his vampirism process, he seemed exhausted since he had used almost all of his powers trying to ensure I didn’t catch a cold.
He stared at me to check if I was really fine. He knew I would only wake up the next morning. Then he jumped out of my window and disappeared into the darkness.
CHAPTER 25
At breakfast, my mother noticed my glum expression seeing as I gazed down all the time. Though I tried to give the impression of being perfectly fine, my mother knew I wasn’t.
She knew me so well and knew all my feelings, even when I was in love with someone. She wanted to know why I was unusually quiet. I couldn’t tell her all I knew. I didn’t want her to know what I would become.
She had always been naïve and never knew about my father’s true origin. Why should she know about everything in those crucial circumstances? That wasn’t correct. She didn’t need to suffer along with me. I should spare her from suffering.
“Don’t worry about me… Everything’s good,” I said, before getting my stuff and walking away.
***
I went to school. Eros was the first person to walk in my direction. I looked at his face and he looked satisfied. He was staring at me with a sexy grin. His duty was over. Now I knew the entire truth. I glanced at him furiously.
“Did you sleep well last night?” he asked, sarcastically.
“Yeah, and I slept more than I should,” I answered sarcastically too although my face was angry.
“Days for us are usually short… though nights are long…” he said proudly and looked into my eyes.
“You said I’ll be a vampire soon.” I looked back at him. “Whe
n will it be?”
“Soon,” he said and stood in front of me. “You didn’t say anything to anyone, did you?”
“No, I didn’t, not even my mother knows,” I answered and lowered my head at that time.
“Not even she can know anything,” he informed me.
“Is there something I could do to avoid this?” I asked, with a decreased hope.
“To avoid what?” he seemed confused at my question.
“To avoid becoming a vampire.”
“… No…” he looked at me thoughtfully.
Each time it became more difficult for me to accept my sad fate.
“How did you become a vampire?” I asked him, curiously.
“That’s a long story. I have no time to tell you about it. I’m going to history class,” he said and walked forward.
“I’m not in a good mood to do anything. I don’t even know why I came to school today.”
“Being a vampire is not so bad.” He looked at me strangely.
“If it was a good thing, everybody would wish to be a vampire,” I said, defiantly.
“Have you taken a look at your back today?” he asked with a modest smile on his face.
I frowned at him as I was puzzled.
Why was he asking me that?
I ran to the school bathroom and took off my blouse. I turned aside and saw the symbol of Neptune reflected in the mirror, towards the left side of my lung.
I still didn’t know how that tattoo had been drawn on me.
At that moment I remembered Eros’ words telling me.
“It appeared on my arm.”
I had a feeling that the same thing had happened to me.
CHAPTER 26
The rock and roll concert was on that day. Hours before the event, I went to Mirta’s house. I brought some clothes in my backpack. My mother carefully took me by the hand and led me to our front door. Then she hugged me tightly for a while.
“Don’t drink strong drinks, don’t smoke and behave yourself, ” I was well advised.
“You know I don’t do these things,” I said.
“That’s alright, daughter,” she said and hugged me again.
That hug was longer. I’d never hugged her that way. I felt a pang of remorse, as if I wouldn’t see her anymore.
“I love you, mother,” I said, with a tormented voice and feeling a pain that I knew was inside me.
“It’s nice to hear this,” she said.
I felt she was smiling over my shoulder.
“I don’t know if I’m the best daughter in the world for you, but you’re the best mother in the world for me,” I confessed and held her hands firmly.
“If I could have other child, I would like to have another daughter like you,” she admitted and we had another embrace … which lingered more than the first one…
CHAPTER 27
I arrived at Mirta’s house and we went upstairs in the direction of her room. Her house was large, beautiful and comfortable.
Mirta was almost ready and her make-up was finished. She helped me to choose my clothes, after I had gone several times in front of the mirror while I changed again and again.
After we were ready, I made a silent comparison between us. Mirta was dressed to kill, in a short, tight dress and her beautiful thighs exposed. She was a dazzling in gold, with her shoulder-length hair, her skin was delicate and eyes were light brown. The color of her lipstick was redder than her dress.
I took a look at myself. I was dressed totally different from her. I was wearing doll style shoes, a sheath dress and pink high heels,with ribbons on them. My makeup was light, despite the red lipstick on my lips, the same used by Mirta.
I untied my long, black and curly hair. My eyes were almost the same color as my hair. My skin was blushed with a scarlet tone. We went downstairs as soon as we heard the sound of Christian’s car horn.
CHAPTER 28
We arrived at the club. The place was crowded with people. I stopped next to the front doorstep, at the same time as I decided I would wait for Eros there.
“Won’t you go in?” Mirta asked me, when she saw me standing in front of the club entrance.
“I’ll stay here waiting for him,” I answered, looking all around.
“He should have already arrived. If he hasn’t shown up until now, that’s because he won’t come,” she said firmly.
I was overwhelmed with despair. Mirta was right. He would probably not come. Even so I waited for him for half an hour… and he didn’t come.
Then I walked into the club, alone. There was a lot of excitement in there and finding Mirta and Christian would be a tough mission for me. I thought it would have been easier and much less disappointing if I’d stayed home.
I was in that concert for a reason, because of someone who didn’t even care about showing up. He didn’t deserve what I felt for him. After all, he was a monster… a vampire. He should not have a heart. At least he should not feel anything for me.
It was too late for me to explain this to my own heart, since it was ruled by him. That was very clear. Every time I saw him, my heart palpitated strongly.
I glanced up at the private booth on the second floor. I saw a dark shadow identical to Eros. He was staring at me. It seemed to be him, in his dark clothes.
Even as I was staring at him, he got out of sight and was no longer there where I saw him. My glance was everywhere, looking for him in that club.
At that moment a soft voice came out of the crowd.
Even with all that boisterous noise, I could distinguish his remarkable voice at my back.
“I was looking for you,” he said, placing one hand softly on my right shoulder.
Then I turned to face him and saw his face so close to mine, while I stared into his dark gray eyes. It seemed we were the only ones in that place.
“I thought you wouldn’t come,” I confessed with a gleam in my eyes.
“I said I would come.” His voice was so persuasive.
He gazed back all around for a long moment and saw everyone around him. He could hear everyone’s heart beating. It enticed him as if he’d been invited to drink human blood.
“Let’s go,” he said and held my hand tighter, leading me through the crowd. We went to the booth, where there were half a dozen people.
When he held my hand, I had the same feeling when he touched me for the first time, avoiding my fall to the ground. His hands were frosty, but the touch of his cold hands on my skin as always made my body catch fire.
Looking down at the stage, I could see the rock and roll bands performing.
I saw Mirta in a corner. She was kissing Christian on his lips. I watched Eros to see his reaction. He was examining that type of behavior of the couple.
Mirta was in her red dress with beautiful bare legs.
She really attracted his attention. Eros stared at Mirta all the time as she was in her red dress. She was so alluring…and seductive. Her neck was the main highlight.
Then he quickly looked away at the stage. On his side, there were humans with blood running through their veins.
In his inner soul, the pulse of those people looked evident for him. He could listen to the beats of human hearts and he was racked with torment.
He was defenseless from his appetite for fresh human blood. I could feel the gentle, soothing touch of his lips on my neck.
That was a way to keep him under control. I had a half-breed blood, half human and half vampire. Through my smell it made him stop wishing for human blood.
I didn’t attract his attention in that aspect. But I couldn’t avoid his eyes as they changed color, nor his sharp teeth breaking out of his lips.
“Eros, are you all right?” I asked, not understanding his strange reaction. I’d never seen him acting like that, uncontrollable.
“The scent from your blood calms me down,” he said. So he set his face against my neck. I felt his icy breath, almost ceasing. That was a different breath from a normal person, from someone w
ho wasn’t a vampire.
His face came back to normal.
“Let’s get out of here!” he suggested.
He snatched my arm and led me into the throng.
We walked through the people, pushing them, with many of them staring at us angrily.
Eros frowned at me, impatiently, and pulled down a group of people in front of us. We walked out of the club with in a few minutes. That was much easier than when we entered it.
Then we reached the street, walking side by side on the pavement.
“What’s the matter with you?” I asked.
“I can’t stay in the middle of so many people. The blood of some of them enhances my appetite for human blood.” Eros looked confused.
“Have you bitten many people?” I asked, curious.
“Enough.” His voice was aloof.
We walked on a deserted street in silence. There were only some cars badly parked.
After that, we heard a blaring noise of people coming after me.
“She must be there!” That was my doctor’s voice.
“We’ll catch her,” other man said.
I didn’t understand why the doctor was after me.
“What does he want from me?”
“Let’s run!” Eros said.
We ran and stopped in a different street. I glared at him and he stared at my frightened eyes. There were five men along with the doctor.
They reached us, we were trapped. Eros stopped and looked from side to side, between me and the gun.
The doctor was pointing his gun in my direction.
“What do you want from me?” I cautiously asked.
“We want you to come with us,” the doctor replied, and made a friendly gesture in my direction.
“Why?” My voice was frightened.
