guy. Not that I'm Buffy, but a girl could try.
"No trick. I do, however, enjoy the taste of your mother's blood. It's different than any other that I've ever experienced. So once you spend the evening with her and realize that I'm telling the truth and that I didn't hurt her in any way, as long as I can continue to feed on y our mom...I'll be willing to answer your questions. Is that something that you can handle?" He extended his hand as if preparing to shake on a deal.
"Okay. But if Mom shows any signs of being hurt or acting weird then you'll never see us here again." It was a lame threat because he could probably just follow us home or find us whenever he wanted, but I had to make sure he understood that if he had hurt my mom in any way, the deal was off.
"Deal." He shook my hand and then started to walk away. "Oh. One more thing. What's your name?"
"My name is Rose. What's yours?"
"Terrance. My name is Terrance."
* * * * *
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Desensitized
( Rose )
O nce I got Mom home , I offered to cook. Dad had a work meeting tonight that included dinner, so it was just going t o be the two of us. All throughout our meal I watched her so closely that I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. She seemed perfectly fine and acted as though everything was normal. Normal, what a joke. But for just having discover ed that vampires were real , I thought I was handling things pretty damn well .
I suppose with all the vampire lore that I studied in history , and with a new vampire movie or book popping up every other week, I, like the rest of society, had become desensitized. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but since I hadn't ru n away s creaming at the top of my lungs that vampires existed, which would probably only have land ed me in a loony bin– I was thinking it was a good thing.
After dinner , I climbed into bed with Mom under the premise of watch ing a movie, but really it was so I could keep an eye on her. She seemed to be doing fine. She didn't even have any puncture wounds where Terrance had bit ten her. That was definitely something I was going to have to ask him about.
I met Terrance back at the pool the following night just like we had planned. Mom didn't know I was there as I hid behind the edge of the massive brick building . I kept my eye s on the pool expecting Terrance to creep towards my mom from the shadows, but suddenly, after hearing a noise, I turned to find him walking up behind me along the building instead. For a second I thought he was going to go back on his wor d and feed from me, but he didn't.
We sat down with our backs against the wall and started talking. It was all so surreal. He explained how vampires weren't the bad, evil villains of lore, and how every night they only fed on one person , and only took their fill. He told me that t heir powers let them make the feeding process an enjoyable act for both vampire and human, and it also allowed them to compel the human so that they didn't remember anything that had happened. He had said that these "powers" came from a sedative that flowed from their fangs. How cool.
Everything was going great, but I couldn't help th e feeling of dread and uncertainty that filled my chest when h e finally asked i f it was alright to go feed from my Mom . But , since s he'd been fine the night before, it wasn't like he'd lied to me about anything yet, so I decided to trust him. Plus, I didn't want to back out of my end of the deal and make him so angry that he decided to kill us both instead.
He told me to stay behind the building , so I did. She waved at him as soon as she saw him walking towards her. S he started back towards the p ool when he shook his head and gestured for her to take a seat on the chaise instead. She did so immediately.
I watched as he made his way around the back of the chair and sat down gently beside her. It took everything I had in me not to run over and beg him to stop, but in the
"No trick. I do, however, enjoy the taste of your mother's blood. It's different than any other that I've ever experienced. So once you spend the evening with her and realize that I'm telling the truth and that I didn't hurt her in any way, as long as I can continue to feed on y our mom...I'll be willing to answer your questions. Is that something that you can handle?" He extended his hand as if preparing to shake on a deal.
"Okay. But if Mom shows any signs of being hurt or acting weird then you'll never see us here again." It was a lame threat because he could probably just follow us home or find us whenever he wanted, but I had to make sure he understood that if he had hurt my mom in any way, the deal was off.
"Deal." He shook my hand and then started to walk away. "Oh. One more thing. What's your name?"
"My name is Rose. What's yours?"
"Terrance. My name is Terrance."
* * * * *
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Desensitized
( Rose )
O nce I got Mom home , I offered to cook. Dad had a work meeting tonight that included dinner, so it was just going t o be the two of us. All throughout our meal I watched her so closely that I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. She seemed perfectly fine and acted as though everything was normal. Normal, what a joke. But for just having discover ed that vampires were real , I thought I was handling things pretty damn well .
I suppose with all the vampire lore that I studied in history , and with a new vampire movie or book popping up every other week, I, like the rest of society, had become desensitized. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but since I hadn't ru n away s creaming at the top of my lungs that vampires existed, which would probably only have land ed me in a loony bin– I was thinking it was a good thing.
After dinner , I climbed into bed with Mom under the premise of watch ing a movie, but really it was so I could keep an eye on her. She seemed to be doing fine. She didn't even have any puncture wounds where Terrance had bit ten her. That was definitely something I was going to have to ask him about.
I met Terrance back at the pool the following night just like we had planned. Mom didn't know I was there as I hid behind the edge of the massive brick building . I kept my eye s on the pool expecting Terrance to creep towards my mom from the shadows, but suddenly, after hearing a noise, I turned to find him walking up behind me along the building instead. For a second I thought he was going to go back on his wor d and feed from me, but he didn't.
We sat down with our backs against the wall and started talking. It was all so surreal. He explained how vampires weren't the bad, evil villains of lore, and how every night they only fed on one person , and only took their fill. He told me that t heir powers let them make the feeding process an enjoyable act for both vampire and human, and it also allowed them to compel the human so that they didn't remember anything that had happened. He had said that these "powers" came from a sedative that flowed from their fangs. How cool.
Everything was going great, but I couldn't help th e feeling of dread and uncertainty that filled my chest when h e finally asked i f it was alright to go feed from my Mom . But , since s he'd been fine the night before, it wasn't like he'd lied to me about anything yet, so I decided to trust him. Plus, I didn't want to back out of my end of the deal and make him so angry that he decided to kill us both instead.
He told me to stay behind the building , so I did. She waved at him as soon as she saw him walking towards her. S he started back towards the p ool when he shook his head and gestured for her to take a seat on the chaise instead. She did so immediately.
I watched as he made his way around the back of the chair and sat down gently beside her. It took everything I had in me not to run over and beg him to stop, but in the
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