Sweet Serenity Part Two
I wasn't really sure how ready I was to hear this. Maybe it will give me some insight on Darius or my mother. I sat down on my bed just like Daniel told me to. He slowly walked around to the right side of me and sat next to me. "Hmmmm...where to begin?" He said. "Anywhere...please." I said firmly. He gave me a blank look. "Charlotte pease be patient and try to understand that we're talking about the Victorian Era so it's been a while for me." He said slowly. I crossed my arms and sighed. It's quite obvious that I'm not patient at all. "You see I was born in the Victorian Era in 1839," Brandon continued. "My parents were nobility so I lived a quite comfortable life, but when I was fourteen my mother attracted cholera and got terribly sick. Not long after, she passed. My father was so devastated that he started drinking at bars once a week, then it became every night so he was seldomly home. One night he never came home so I went searching for him. I searched for countless hours but couldn't find him. Then I came a crossed a man who told me to go to the mortuary and so I did. When I got there I saw my fathers cold, lifeless body. He died from alcohol poisoning. I didn't cry because I hadcried all I could from my mothers death, but moving on. Since my parents had died unexpectedly, there was no will and I ended up homeless. I scrummaged from even the tiniest scrap of food. I had a job as a factory worker but of course, the pay sucked. I had been tortured in those damn factories and there were times I almost got killed by the machines. For two years I worked in that factory and then I was fired. That in itself was actually exciting because I hated that place, but now I was out of a job, no money, no food, and no home. I was on the verge of death until one day a beautiful maiden approched me." Brandon said without skipping a beat...
March 14, 1855
"Dear boy, why are you lying in this cold damp alley? It's far too dangerous for you to be out here." The mysterious maiden said. She wore a white-laced victorian dress with pearl earrings and a pearl necklace. Her eyes were a deep, passionate, ruby red. "I'm homeless and I'm not the only one lying in an alley." Brandon replied. The mysterious woman flashed a smile so bright that Brandon had to squint. "Young man why don't you come to my estate so you can wash up and get something to eat." She said kindly and gently as she reached her hand towards him. He was confused, but how could he turn this opportunity down? Brandon grabbed her white-laced gloved hand and followered her to her estate.
Her home was beautiful with white walls, white marble floors, tan and gold curtains, exquisite art paintings hung on every wall. Brandon was in complete awe. The mysterious woman let Brandon take a look around her home and then adressed him to go bathe. Brandon bathed until he was completely stench free. The mysterious woman laid out clothes for Brandon to wear and surprisingly, the fit him exactly right. All of Brandon's confusion had left his mind. after getting dress he went downstairs to the dining roo, On the table was of Brandons favorite foods. Cottage pie, Beef Wellington, and for dessert, Trifle. Brandon's mouth watered and his stomach growled loudly. The mysterious woman gestured Brandon to sit down. He immediately sat then helped himself to large servings. He hurled everything down without stopping. Once he was done he laid back in the chair and sighed. "So what is your name madame?" Brandon said. "My name is Charlotte Rae Payton and You are Brandon Connor Reese." she said. Brandon froze completely. How could this woman know me? We've never met before today. "How do you know who I am he said firmly. " Brandon's teeth clenched, his fist tightened, and his gazed at Charlotte. "Oh, I know alot about you. Your parents were nobility but the both have died in the pass four years. You see I am your aunt." Charlotte's eyes narrowed and her face was grim. "My a-aunt? But thats impossible, both of my parents were only children like me." Brandon said. Brandon's heart thumped sporatically, his palms became clammy, and sweat was starting to form around his hairline. Charlotte got up from her seat and walked begin Brandon's chair and placed her hands on his face. "I'm only your aunt by marriage. My husband is your fathers uncle." She said absentmindly. "Wait, butyou don't look that old. You look a few years older than me." Braindon commented. "Looks can be deceiveing, Brandon. There is no need to feel alarmed... yet." she said sinisterly. Brandon swallowed hard. "Yet?" Charlotte removed her hands from his face and walked in front of him. "My husband, your uncle, needs you right now more than ever, but there is one problem...you're not in your correct form." Her body became stiff and her eyes set ablaze. "What do you mean correct form? And why does my uncle need m-" Brandon was cut off by charlotte's finger against his lips. "Shush, shush! We are wasting delicate time. Close your eyes." "But-" "CLOSE THEM!" Charlotte screamed. Brandon closed his eyes. He had never been so frightened in his life. Two seconds later, he felt icy cold lips against his throat then an agonizing, sharp pain. He screamed ang writhed. All of his energy was being sucked out of him and then he blacked out...
Present moment
As Brandon was telling me his story, I couldn't help but sympathize him because he had been through so much. "That's enough for tonight, you should get some rest Char-Charlotte." He said. He was obviously feeling uncomfortable talking about it so I wasn't going to argue. "You don't have to call me Charlotte if you don't want to. You can calle me Rae." I said. "I will not call you Rae because that is not your first name. I'm alright. got to sleep and I will let myself out." Brandon said without looking at me. As he stood up I quickly, and uncontrollably hugged him. I felt horrible. "I'm sorry, even though you haven't told me the whole story." I said softly into his chest. Surprisingly he hugged me back then kissed my forehead. I gasped. "I worry about you Charlotte. You are putting yourself into alot of danger." He said and when I blinked he was gone. I stood in the same spot for a minute then laid down onto my bed. I hadn't realized how tired I was because I had fallen asleep abruptly. Also that night I had a nightmare of my ancestor Charlotte. Everything was all so weird now, I couldn't understand anything...
Later that night
I was trying to run away from the black abyss that was trying to engulf me into it but alas I was succumbed into ti. I began to cry because I didn't know what to do. I felt lost. Suddenly I felt a hand touch my shoulder and I jumped. I turned around to see who it was. It was me but it wasn't me. That's confusing right? No it's not. She looked like me except she wore a white torn up gown, her eyes were red, and she seemed a bit...off. "Who are you and what do you want from me?" I yelled. She stared down at me, not letting herself get unfocused. As I looked back at her, I noticed that her dress, her lips, and her fangs were all covered in blood. She giggled maniacally, then she disappeared. "Hey! Where'd you go?" I said then she reappeared with a body in her hands...a familiar body. The woman drpped the body on the ground and that's when I noticed that the body was Camille's body. Nerves shot through my body, my heart thumped, and my hands shook violently. "What the hell? Why di you do this? What did she do to deserve this?" I cried out. I ran to Camille's body but just as soon as I was about to grab her, her body disintegrated right before my eyes. "I don't think you should blame me for your problems Charlotte. You and I are the same. Either way I see it, she was going to die anyway, and soon." said the woman. I growled and leaped for her throat...
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I screamed. I had waken myself from the nightmare. Cold sweat dripped from myself. It was only a dream, it was only a dream, it was only a dream, i repeated to myself while I was cradling my head between my knees. I began to sob violently. Why won't these nightmares stop? The res of the night I stayed up crying.
The Next Day
I went to school half-awked. I didn't know crying could make someone so exhausted. This morning I avoided Camille. i just couldn't bare the pain. What if that had actually happened? my parents would never forgive me. Little johnny would be terrified and I would never see him again. Chills ran through my spine. No, I won't let it happen. When I arrived at school i went straight to my locker without acknowledging my friends. As i rummaged through my locker I saw Jacob walking toward me. "hey Jacob." I said. He glared at me intensely. "Don't 'hey Jacob' me, you leech. I know what you are and if you thing by trying to hide it from us will make it ok, you're wrong. If you slip up once, I will tear you to shreds, got it?" He said angrily but firmly. "Ok,what the hell is your problem? Ever since I moved here, you've hated me and now you're getting in my face?" I replied. "You're so stupi Charlotte. I know you're a vampire. Don't think you're good at hiding it." Crap! I'm caught. How did he know? Before I could say anything, he walked away. Could this day get any worse?
As the day went by, I couldn't concentrate on anything but Jacob. He really threw me off. I tried to think of ways of finding out how he knew about me but I couldn't. At lunch I sat by myself because I didn't fell like talking. I could ear peoples thoughts of me by myself. Things like 'Where's the weird girls posse' or 'Finally she can stop stealing eveyone's friends'. Other things weren't so nice. I was so distracted that I hadn't heard the lunch bell ring and I was almost late to class. I saw Jacob walking through the halways. He looked at me with angry, impassioned eyes. I'd get a sudden surge of stiffness. It went on like this for the res of the week. No contact, period. I was only trying clear my mind. It's Friday night and the dance is tomorrow. I 'm starting to get worried about the wole thing, not because of dancing because I'm actually a great dancer but, because if Alex. Everywhere he was, so was Jacob. I don't want to make a scene. Oh crap! And what would Brandon think? Focus Charlotte! everthing will be alright. i picked up my cellphone to check my text messages. They were all from Sharon. She is overly excited about the dance only because sh wanted to see Alex and I walk in hand-in-hand, well everyone did. I'ts been a big thing I guess because I'm the overly-beautiful-weird-new girl. There's nothing to worry about.
"Yeah right. You're a nervous wreck. Those dreams you've been having must be a sign."
My cat was talking to me again which means he's right. Wow I sound crazy.
Knock, knock.
"Yes!" I answered. It was my dad who knocked on me door. Hey dad, whats up?" I asked. He stood by my door and took a deep breath. "Well I was just wondering if you and Alex were planning in doing anything after the dance." He said. Oh, I think I know where this is headed. "No why dad?" I asked. He looked utterly uncomfortable. "Well if you plan on having sex, I can give you some comdoms for him to use because I'm not ready to be a grandfather-" I cut him off mid-sentence. "Woah Dad! Take it easy. I'm not planning on doing anything like that anytime soon, so relax. Besides mom already gave me the lecture." I said. I can tell all the weight on his shoulders was lifted because he sighed in relief. He gave me a thumbs up then left my room. AWKWARD! I Took a long cold shower to ease my mind. All I need to do was relax. Just relax Charlotte.
I had the same nightmare from last night but this time I didn't wake myself up. It kept repeating itself over and over.
The dance is today, yay... All day sharon kept calling me to see if I was ready and to see how excited I was. I just told her I was fine and that I was really excited. Truly I was worried. I stated to get ready for the dance by taking a shower. I put on a black and white mini dress with a black mini jacket. I'm still deciding on whether or not if I shoulf wear black converse or my black leather heels...definitely heels. I curled my hair into loon ringlets and put on a black knit hat. I put on eye liner, masacara, lip liner, and mocha lip gloss. I looked at myself in a mirror and thought, 'Damn I look good!' Alex should be here any minute now so I went downstairs to wait. As usual, Camille was siiting on the couch watching spongebob. She turned around to look at me. "Someone plans on getting laid tonight." She said aloud. I hissed at her then went outside to wait on the porch. I sat for ten minutes then ten minutes became half an hour then half an hour became an hour. I can't belive Alex stood me up. I am seriously going to rip his balls off. I went back inside to grab my car keys then left to go to Alex's house. I almost started to cry because I felt humiliated but there was no time for that. I only know where Alex lives because we passed by it that day we had the bonfire. He lives far from the town. Oh great. I hear roaring thunder as the sky filled with clouds. Rain started to pour heavily. Ever heard that saying ' It never rains in California?' thats complete bull crap. Now I'm seriously angry. When I finally arrived at Alex's house, I walked up to the porch and knocked on his door but no one answered. Great he's probably at the dance with another girl. I sat on his porch for a minute then started heading to my car. Suddenly I heard a guttural growl from a distance. I stopped in the middle of the rain. Now completely soaked, my night is officially horrible. Once again, I heard that same guttural growl. Out of nowhere appeared a giant, bluish-sliver wolf and it looked mad. It approached me slowly. As I looked ino it's eyes I could see that it wanted to attack me so I started to run. I mean I used me super spaed to run. I know leaving my car was stupid. The wolf was still righ behind me and I couldn't shake him and that's when he leaped at me and I fell to the gound screaming. My life is over. Surprisingly another giant wolf, only brown, attacked the bluish silver wolf. They bit and scrtched each other. Snarling and growling at each other. I couldn't move because I was in shock. It was to amazing to move away from...