few minutes as my throat burned with hunger. The only door in the room caught my eye; perhaps taking a shower would take my mind off thick arteries throbbing under juicy, human flesh.
Just like I imagined, the shower was amazingly therapeutic. I sat on the floor of the shower, letting the water roll over my face and down my back, massaging my skin. In replacement of slaughtering someone for blood, my mother began playing on my mind. Words couldn’t express how much I missed her.
The once white shower floor rapidly turned red as my tears began to pour uncontrollably from my eyes. Death is cruel, isn’t it? It takes away those you love. Death can take anything away in a heartbeat and it gives nothing in return. Who wants painful memories of the happy times you spent together? I would rather have my mother, here in the flesh, than stupid memories that cause me nothing but grief.
Knock Knock . A quiet knock sounded upon the bathroom door whilst I was literally ‘drowning in my sorrows.’
“I'm showering.”
“There are fresh clothes on the bed,” a woman's voice called through the wood.
Her words were cold. Immediately I linked her face to the tall woman that gave me new clothes in the underground cell yesterday, and just like yesterday, as I opened my mouth to say thank you, the front door slammed. I guess everyone has issues with vampires around here, not that I blame them.
I used the head of the shower to wash the blood off the shower floor.
The towels were soft, like kitten fur. I wrapped one around me and opened the bathroom door. Carefully, I put one foot in front of the other, trying not to slip on the hard wooden floor beneath me.
“Eli!” I screamed, nearly slipping and almost dropping my towel. Eli, who was standing in the lounge room carrying a pile of books and pens, turned abruptly, causing some to fall on the ground.
I quickly grabbed fresh underwear from the bed and ran back to the bathroom, slamming the door.
“Sorry!” I shouted. “I didn't know you were here.”
I ripped the tags off the bra and undies and put them on; surprisingly they were a perfect fit.
Damn! I didn't grab any clothes. I opened the door slightly.
“Eli? Can you turn around? I forgot my clothes!”
“I’m still facing the wall,” he shouted.
I quickly sprinted from the bathroom and over to the bed. I grasped for anything I could get my hands on. A black pair of jeans was the first thing my hand came into contact with.
Good enough . I threw them on quickly and grabbed for a red singlet. I pulled it over my head and managed to get one arm in when the door opened and in came Mr Aleksandrov and Tay. My heart sank to my stomach; I put my other arm in my singlet and pulling the fabric down to cover my stomach as fast as I could. Tay and Ivan Aleksandrov shot a look over to Eli and I'm sure his expression reflected the same horror as mine.
“The lady left my clothes on the bed,” I mumbled.
“Both of you guardians leave,” said Mr Aleksandrov.
Tay exited out the door and Eli placed the books he was holding on the coffee table, shooting me an apologetic glance before he left. Once the door was closed Ivan beckoned me over to the couches; I fidgeted with my fingers as I approached the couch and sat down.
"It is forbidden.”
“What is forbidden?” I asked, having no idea what he was talking about.
“Being with a Guardian Angel… intimately.”
It took me a few seconds to grasp what he was talking about. Oh, he means sex! I felt my cheeks flush and my face cringe, this was awkward.
“Oh god, no, it wasn't like that.” I tried to explain but Mr Aleksandrov wouldn't let me.
“You’ve been warned. Anyway, I need to borrow Eli for a few hours. Until then, Tay will be here guarding you.”
“But—“ I protested.
“No buts,” replied Mr Aleksandrov as he rose out of his seat.
I had to stop him; I don’t think I could handle being alone with Tay and his snarky comments and barbaric
Just like I imagined, the shower was amazingly therapeutic. I sat on the floor of the shower, letting the water roll over my face and down my back, massaging my skin. In replacement of slaughtering someone for blood, my mother began playing on my mind. Words couldn’t express how much I missed her.
The once white shower floor rapidly turned red as my tears began to pour uncontrollably from my eyes. Death is cruel, isn’t it? It takes away those you love. Death can take anything away in a heartbeat and it gives nothing in return. Who wants painful memories of the happy times you spent together? I would rather have my mother, here in the flesh, than stupid memories that cause me nothing but grief.
Knock Knock . A quiet knock sounded upon the bathroom door whilst I was literally ‘drowning in my sorrows.’
“I'm showering.”
“There are fresh clothes on the bed,” a woman's voice called through the wood.
Her words were cold. Immediately I linked her face to the tall woman that gave me new clothes in the underground cell yesterday, and just like yesterday, as I opened my mouth to say thank you, the front door slammed. I guess everyone has issues with vampires around here, not that I blame them.
I used the head of the shower to wash the blood off the shower floor.
The towels were soft, like kitten fur. I wrapped one around me and opened the bathroom door. Carefully, I put one foot in front of the other, trying not to slip on the hard wooden floor beneath me.
“Eli!” I screamed, nearly slipping and almost dropping my towel. Eli, who was standing in the lounge room carrying a pile of books and pens, turned abruptly, causing some to fall on the ground.
I quickly grabbed fresh underwear from the bed and ran back to the bathroom, slamming the door.
“Sorry!” I shouted. “I didn't know you were here.”
I ripped the tags off the bra and undies and put them on; surprisingly they were a perfect fit.
Damn! I didn't grab any clothes. I opened the door slightly.
“Eli? Can you turn around? I forgot my clothes!”
“I’m still facing the wall,” he shouted.
I quickly sprinted from the bathroom and over to the bed. I grasped for anything I could get my hands on. A black pair of jeans was the first thing my hand came into contact with.
Good enough . I threw them on quickly and grabbed for a red singlet. I pulled it over my head and managed to get one arm in when the door opened and in came Mr Aleksandrov and Tay. My heart sank to my stomach; I put my other arm in my singlet and pulling the fabric down to cover my stomach as fast as I could. Tay and Ivan Aleksandrov shot a look over to Eli and I'm sure his expression reflected the same horror as mine.
“The lady left my clothes on the bed,” I mumbled.
“Both of you guardians leave,” said Mr Aleksandrov.
Tay exited out the door and Eli placed the books he was holding on the coffee table, shooting me an apologetic glance before he left. Once the door was closed Ivan beckoned me over to the couches; I fidgeted with my fingers as I approached the couch and sat down.
"It is forbidden.”
“What is forbidden?” I asked, having no idea what he was talking about.
“Being with a Guardian Angel… intimately.”
It took me a few seconds to grasp what he was talking about. Oh, he means sex! I felt my cheeks flush and my face cringe, this was awkward.
“Oh god, no, it wasn't like that.” I tried to explain but Mr Aleksandrov wouldn't let me.
“You’ve been warned. Anyway, I need to borrow Eli for a few hours. Until then, Tay will be here guarding you.”
“But—“ I protested.
“No buts,” replied Mr Aleksandrov as he rose out of his seat.
I had to stop him; I don’t think I could handle being alone with Tay and his snarky comments and barbaric
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