Coreen and Henry don't belong me, I just play with them.
"Hey. I'm sorry, but I can't be your date today. My flu isn't relieved."
Coreen read the short text once again and then she sent it to Henry, feeling a guilty conscience at the same time because of her lie. She didn't manage to put the phone away from her hand, when it already announced that a new message has arrived.
"What a shame," it said, and after it became the second message.
"I had already waiting for seeing you, it's been a while."
Coreen bit her lip and frowned. "Damn you vampire," she muttered. "Why do you have to always be so sweet and polite? Why can't you just -."
The third message interrupted her and, when she read the text, she felt herself even worse.
"I actually went so far that I booked us a table in your favorite restaurant. But of course I should have to call you in advance and ask for your condition, because you sounded quite exhausted already last week. Do you have a fever?"
"No I don't," Coreen texted and after a short deliberation, she decided that the response was too short and she continued: "But I've lost my voice and my nose is red of all this blowing."
"Ah. Therefore, you texted instead of calling," was Henry's reply.
"Yes. Sorry for that", Coreen wrote since she knew, that Henry didn't care for text messages, such as no other type of communication with the ways of the modern world. Text messaging and social media discussion was, in Henry's view, washed-out ways to talk about things and while reading messages you couldn't see or hear the other's reactions to things.
And in that, the man was right. And therefore, Coreen was texting to him. For telling a lie in a text message was a lot easier than say a lie aloud, especially when you were speaking with a vampire, which senses even the slightest change in the human body.
"It's all right, Coreen," Henry's replied said. "Go to bed and rest. If I remember right it's the only way to heal the flu. And don't worry about the gala, I'll be fine on my own."
"I will and I won't. Have fun," Coreen texted back to Henry.
"Thanks. Bye".
"Bye," Coreen replied and put the phone away with a deep sight. She just hate to lie to Henry after all they were faced together. But she didn't have courage to tell him, what had happened to her. Not even though Henry had predicted it. That one day she would find a love of her life and leave Henry behind.
Phone beeped to indicate the message and after reading the message, Coreen discovered that she was already late in her schedule. Colin would be an hour to pick her up.