Her snow white face pressed against the window of the red jeep, as it moved slowly through Bathory. The wheels of the car crunched healthily from the grave and cans on the roads. Houses were outstretched neatly beside one another, with green yards, and the occasional garden gnome. "You okay?" Lynx asked, his voice soft, and affectionate. As always, she nodded her head, and answered questions quickly and blandly. "I know this is a new place, and I want you to get used to it, for now, until dad finds a house for all of us? 'k?" He said trying to egg up a conversation.
"Okay," She groaned.
He sighed.
And they pulled into their new house. It was a small white house, with two rooms, a kitchen, two bathrooms, and a den. Nothing more, and nothing less. A single bird does not need a big nest if he does not have a mate nor offspring. She sighed and pulled away from the window, and unbuckled her seat belt.
She hesitated to open the door.
Her long pallid fingers danced on the silver doorknob for a couple of seconds, and stopped with a huge slap on the handle. Her white fingers went red with irritation and faded back to white.
Through the musky window, she could see a gawky, and pale young boy, about her age. Along with a tall, well-aged woman, a woman with a smile plastered on her face, a permanent smile. Permanent smiles sometimes meant pain, or sometimes meant loss. The average person would assume that those two were son and mother. But in contrasting the two, they weren't even related by blood.
Blood.
Speaking of which…
The thought dissapaited in her mind, and she imidiatley opened the car door, and headed inside the already furnished house.
"Nice huh?" Lynx pointed out proudly. "Windsor came and helped me before, so I wouldn't have to bring all that shit in my car," He groaned thinking about carrying heavy loads of furniture. The walls were beige and white, that light wooded stairs curled around. In that moment, the doorbell rang.
"Hey Evangeline can you get that please?" Her brother asked, searching through the refrigerator. She sighed, and put on her fake smile. Her silver eyes were worn and tired, and her brown hair was messy and unkept.
She stroked it back down, and straighten her bangs, and opened the door. It was the woman, the pale boy, and another, rather hansome boy with blonde hair. "Welcome to the neighborhood, I'm Nelly." The woman introduced. Evangeline smiled and took the woman's hand with grace and bowed. "It's a pleasure," She said with a smooth voice.
"I'm Vlad, and this is Henry," The pale one, now called, Vlad, said. "it's a pleasure to meet your aquatence as well, Vladimir, and Henry," She smiled, that fake and displeasing smile. "Oh hello!" Lynx called wiping the sides of his mouth with a small napkin and imidiately tossing it into the trash. Evangeline gaped at her elder brother, his lips tinted pink, and infront of the guests! "Sorry I'm late on the introductions, I'm Lynx, her older brother," He said with a tender and creamy voice. His voice was like satin, fine and smooth. "Sorry we looked a little frazzled, we just got in," he bent closer to the guests, "Especially the short one right there." He whispered pointing to her.
"Smart ass," Evangeline muttered.
He laughed a hearty laugh, "Hey you, did you even tell them your name?" He asked
"Oh, my apologies, my name is Evangeline."
"Why don't you all come in?" He asked gently.
"We'd love to, but we're making dinner right now, maybe you can join us?" Nelly asked.
Immediately Evangeline's eyes lit up like the night sky at a full moon. "Cooking?" She asked, her voice suddenly went high with excitement. She coughed the frog out of her throat and looked up at Nelly.
"Yes, but, I'm sure you wouldn't want to help, my kitchen is a diasater," Nelly lied nervously. Evangeline saw the lie, and her face went, dull, "Ah okay! No problem," She sighed.
"We'd love to join you lovely folk to dinner," Lynx smiled. Evangeline's eye lifted gaze to stare into Vladimir's. She placed her long fingers on the inside of her wrists, and hid them behind her back. She felt her pulse beat.
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"Sure, dinner will be ready at 5, we're the house across," Nelly smiled.
"We'll be there, it'll be our pleasure," He smiled. That dazzling white pure smile.
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"Bye," They all waved.
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"bye," Evangeline said. She closed the door in that second they entered the house. "Your lips are pink," She said, her back against the door. "So..? They didn't notice…the worst thing they can think is I'm homosexual, and I wouldn't mind it, I'd make a good Clay Akins!" He laughed heartidly.
Evangeline's face held no emotion, just boredom. "Can I have some?" She asked desperately. She staggered to the counter in the kitchen, her hair dulling to grey. Lynx nodded, and pulled his sister's aging hair behind her head, and pushing her bangs back from her face. He lifted his wrist to her tiny mouth. Evangeline traced the veins with her long snowy fingers.
With two knife like fangs, she punctured his wrist. The blood dripped down her chin blotching her clothes red. She groaned and moaned at the sweet wine like liquid filling her mouth. Her brother just grunted, "Hey not so hard! Jesus!" He yelled. She lightened her grip with her fangs and pulled away, wiping her blood stained mouth.
"I'm sorry," She apologized. Her mouth pulled up slightly into a damned grin, as her cheeks flushed pink.