Valkyrie - the Vampire Princess by Pet Torres Page B

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.
    “