boil. She turned back to Gina, sitting down across from her at the table. "What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into girl."
Rosie's all knowing brown eyes looked Gina up and down.
Gina laughed nervously, the flashed her best innocent smile at Rosie. "I'm in no trouble Rosie, why would you say that?"
"Been around too many years girl, I know trouble when I see it." The older woman leaned forward in her chair, narrowing her eyes as she glared at Gina. "What did you do?"
With a sigh, Gina sank back into the chair. "I've been hunting a vampire, Lance. One of the oldest I've ever hunted, he's roughly six centuries old from the research I've done on him."
"Really?" Rosie's eyes gleamed as she waited to hear the rest of the tale. She could no longer hunt herself, but still loved a good vampire hunting story. Any story that ended with a stake through a vampire's heart was a good one in her book.
"Well," she shifted uneasily in her chair.
"Oh no girl. Don't be telling me what I think you're telling me," Rosie's face filled with concern. She reached out and placed her hand over Gina's on the table.
"Oh Gina girl, did you bed one?" A look of disgust crossed over the older woman's face at the thought.
"I think I'm in love with him Rosie!" Gina whispered her head bowed. There, it has finally been said. She couldn't make eye contact with the older woman, didn't want to see the reaction. She had realized to in the drive to Rosie's house. She was utterly and completely in love with him. He was everything she needed in her life, everything she ever dreamed she wanted. He was hers, but he couldn't be.
"No girl. No. Vampires are sneaky, vile creatures. They can never love you back," her voice lowered to a whisper as she leaned forward over the table. "They don't love anything Gina, they live for their own pleasure and nothing more."
"Rosie, he's different."
"No girl, he's not. It's just their way. They lure you in. Their charm, their bodies, their scent. It's all to make a human fall for them," she stood up and walked towards the telephone mounted on the wall close to the door.
"Who are you calling Rosie?" alarmed Gina stood up and strode towards her.
"He has to be killed girl. Has to, " she put the receiver to her ear and began to dial a number she knew from heart.
"What?"
"It's ok girl. We will take care of him for you. It's better this way."
"No-no. Wait!" Gina reached over Rosie and pressed the button to release the call.
"He has you under his spell girl. You've been glamoured, you're not in your right mind now. It'll be alright Gina, I promise," she gave Gina a sweet reassuring smile then began to dial the number again.
It was no use. No matter what she said Rosie wouldn't believe her. Rosie hated vampires too much for too long to think anything good of them. Thanks to her every hunter in the country would be gunning for Lance in less than 24 hours. She couldn't let that happen. She had to warn him, it was the least she could do after the mess she had made of things.
Turning on her heel she sprinted from the house and for the Grand Cherokee. She could hear Rosie calling to her from inside of the house but she didn't turn back. He needed to know more hunters would be coming for him, so he could escape. As she slipped behind the steering wheel she could see Rosie on the porch, still calling for her to come back.
She picked up her mobile phone from the passenger seat then cursed herself, she had no idea what his telephone number was. For that matter, she had no idea if he even had a telephone. She angrily tossed it back onto the passenger seat. She needed to get to him immediately, before it was too late.
She hadn't slept at all in 24 hours, but with the amount of adrenaline pumping through her veins she had no doubt she could stay awake until she got back to him. Whatever it took for her to get to him before they did. She wouldn't let the thought of failing him even enter her mind.
****
The past couple days
Rosie's all knowing brown eyes looked Gina up and down.
Gina laughed nervously, the flashed her best innocent smile at Rosie. "I'm in no trouble Rosie, why would you say that?"
"Been around too many years girl, I know trouble when I see it." The older woman leaned forward in her chair, narrowing her eyes as she glared at Gina. "What did you do?"
With a sigh, Gina sank back into the chair. "I've been hunting a vampire, Lance. One of the oldest I've ever hunted, he's roughly six centuries old from the research I've done on him."
"Really?" Rosie's eyes gleamed as she waited to hear the rest of the tale. She could no longer hunt herself, but still loved a good vampire hunting story. Any story that ended with a stake through a vampire's heart was a good one in her book.
"Well," she shifted uneasily in her chair.
"Oh no girl. Don't be telling me what I think you're telling me," Rosie's face filled with concern. She reached out and placed her hand over Gina's on the table.
"Oh Gina girl, did you bed one?" A look of disgust crossed over the older woman's face at the thought.
"I think I'm in love with him Rosie!" Gina whispered her head bowed. There, it has finally been said. She couldn't make eye contact with the older woman, didn't want to see the reaction. She had realized to in the drive to Rosie's house. She was utterly and completely in love with him. He was everything she needed in her life, everything she ever dreamed she wanted. He was hers, but he couldn't be.
"No girl. No. Vampires are sneaky, vile creatures. They can never love you back," her voice lowered to a whisper as she leaned forward over the table. "They don't love anything Gina, they live for their own pleasure and nothing more."
"Rosie, he's different."
"No girl, he's not. It's just their way. They lure you in. Their charm, their bodies, their scent. It's all to make a human fall for them," she stood up and walked towards the telephone mounted on the wall close to the door.
"Who are you calling Rosie?" alarmed Gina stood up and strode towards her.
"He has to be killed girl. Has to, " she put the receiver to her ear and began to dial a number she knew from heart.
"What?"
"It's ok girl. We will take care of him for you. It's better this way."
"No-no. Wait!" Gina reached over Rosie and pressed the button to release the call.
"He has you under his spell girl. You've been glamoured, you're not in your right mind now. It'll be alright Gina, I promise," she gave Gina a sweet reassuring smile then began to dial the number again.
It was no use. No matter what she said Rosie wouldn't believe her. Rosie hated vampires too much for too long to think anything good of them. Thanks to her every hunter in the country would be gunning for Lance in less than 24 hours. She couldn't let that happen. She had to warn him, it was the least she could do after the mess she had made of things.
Turning on her heel she sprinted from the house and for the Grand Cherokee. She could hear Rosie calling to her from inside of the house but she didn't turn back. He needed to know more hunters would be coming for him, so he could escape. As she slipped behind the steering wheel she could see Rosie on the porch, still calling for her to come back.
She picked up her mobile phone from the passenger seat then cursed herself, she had no idea what his telephone number was. For that matter, she had no idea if he even had a telephone. She angrily tossed it back onto the passenger seat. She needed to get to him immediately, before it was too late.
She hadn't slept at all in 24 hours, but with the amount of adrenaline pumping through her veins she had no doubt she could stay awake until she got back to him. Whatever it took for her to get to him before they did. She wouldn't let the thought of failing him even enter her mind.
****
The past couple days
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