I Live with a Vampire and His Vampire Servants ?

I live with a vampire and his vampire servants [Chpt 22]

"Yeah, I will when I come back. I need some fresh air." 

"Okay . . . But you better take care of those boxes." 

"I will, I promise. As soon as I get back." 

"Fine. Whatever." He said looking down at his keyboard. "You don't need to lose weight." He whispered.  

I ignored the little comment Nick said and headed outside. I didn't really feel like meeting Jordan but if it helps me to find out the truth I'll do it. I closed the door behind me and walked up toward the road. Jordan ended up on my right side.  

"Let's go this way." He said going to the right.  

I followed and walked by his side. 

"What's your first question?" He asked as we walked. 

"Was my dad a vampire?" I asked slowly. 

". . . Yes." He answered like he didn't want to tell me. 

"How?" 

"He found out about vampires, then the people who were at the mansion on Friday, turned him into one. They didn't want to kill him because he had information they wanted. Don't ask me what. No one knows but them. They won't say what it was." 

"Did he really kill, one of them?" 

He nodded. "Revenge. Your father got turned into a vampire when you were seven. He killed your mom because well, when you're one of us, you want blood. He killed her for it. That's when I found him. Wandering the streets at night. He was mourning. I took him to the mansion and showed him the pills that we take. When he started getting use to them he decided to get two jobs to make sure he didn't hurt you." 

That explains why I was alone that day.  

"Does that explain most of your questions?"  

"Yeah, most . . ." 

"What other questions?" 

"Did you know me when I was little?" I asked out of the blue. 

"Yeah, I watched you while you were alone at the house." 

"You watched me? You were spying on me." 

"I wasn't really spying. I had permission to." He chuckled. "You were so small then." 

Great, so my whole life was around vampires and I was totally oblivious to it. What a joke.  

"When I first came . . ." I said changing the subject. "Who bit me that Sunday night?" 

". . . Drake." He said softly.  

"Really?"  

He nodded. "I knew right away when I saw the mark. Drake and Dominic are the only ones who can poison a bite mark." 

"Poison?" 

"They can poison the mark to make it bleed so the person can bleed to death." 

I rubbed my neck. Just thinking of dying from loss of blood just kind of freaks me out. It's scary. 

"That's . . . nice." I said rubbing my neck still. "Uh, did you know about that night when Richard came over . . .?" 

"Yes." He said interrupting me. "I'm not going to explain everything but it was Drake." 

"Why does he hate me?" 

"He knows that humans can't know about us. Why do you think he was trying to kill you before the others did?" 

I shrugged. "So where is he now?" 

"Who knows. Richard told me he went away. I don't know where he is right now."  

"What happened last Saturday? I was in the car and I ended up back at Nick's house. What happened to me?"  

"Your dreams interrupting your reality. I'm not really sure why you have been having bad dreams? It has something to do with that shot I gave you and the shot Mr. Mathews gave you." 

So this whole time I thought it was vampires messing with my dreams but it turned out to be the shot they gave me. 

"How does a shot do that?" I asked. 

"Something to do with the chemicals reacting and going to your brain cells." 

"What kind of shot did you give me?" I said holding my arm. 

"You won't get them anymore. That mint you ate made your brain cells cool down a little and help it work like it use to." 

How can a mint make my brain cells cool down? Does it even have a temperature?  

"Any more questions?" He asked. 

". . . How'd my dad really die? If he got in a car accident he would really die because he's a vampire."  

"The Crusaders killed him. After he went for revenge they got revenge back at him. As you probably already know. There is at least one way to kill a vampire."  

"Pulling them to pieces and burning them. I watch the movies." 

"We're not really immortal because well we can die. But we're half immortals because we can live forever if we don't get killed." 

"You're confusing me." 

He laughed. "Don't worry about that. You won't need to know any of that. So uh, you're not coming back?" 

". . . I don't think so. Not that I hate any of you but I just can't deal with all this now. I'd rather stay with Nick. I feel like I fit in more than I do there. I hope you understand." 

"Of course. It's your life. I see how living with vampires can be a problem. You're always welcomed to come back . . . next question." He said changing the subject.  

"I don't really have any right now." I said trying to think.  

"You're all out of questions?"  

"Yep." 

"You better go back and get rid of those boxes then." 

"You're such a stalker."  

He smiled. "At least I'm not a bad stalker." He said and disappeared.  

I ended up back in front of Nick's house. Weird . . . I don't remember going around the whole block yet. I went inside. 

"I'm back!" I yelled to Nick. 

"Okay, you better start going through those papers or we won't be able to go shopping tonight." Nick said. 

"I will!" 

Gosh, they are just boxes.  

I put my hands in my pockets of my jeans and went in the kitchen to get a drink before I went upstairs. I held on to the piece of paper that was still in my jean's pocket. I stopped in front of the trash can and took the papers out. I looked at it one last time and ripped it in 4 different pieces.  

It's time to move on. I was placed here not to be sad or angry but to live my own life the way I want it. I'm not going to keep myself in the past. Everything happens for a reason and I'm not going to question it.