When I woke up the next evening, Lestat was sitting in his chair, waiting for me. That was strange and right away, I wondered what was going on. I was wondering if maybe he had finally snapped out of his mood of late and decided to actually spend time and talk to me. Part of me felt excited but that was all for nothing.

" Where are you going?" Was the first question he asked.

" I'm going out, I always go out when I wake up, I'm hungry." I turned to him and walked right up so I was just a few inches from his face " very hungry" I added.

Without moving, he looked straight into my eyes and said " You're not going to see that vampire you met last night are you?" with a tone that meant, I know you will.

Somehow, I knew the mention of Ludwig bothered him but I didn't expect him to ask me that question. I expected him to follow me, spy on me, but I didn't expect him to actually ask me the question straight up. I backed up a little. There was obviously more to this.

" I don't know, maybe. He was very intriguing and seemed interested in talking to me. That was a nice change." Then I turned around and went for the door. Without looking at him I asked " What's it to you anyways? Is there something I should know about him?"

" No, nothing, I don't want you to go so you won't"

I felt like starting an argument but decided to play it nice for now and simply said,

"okay, I won't." And I went out the door.

I really wanted to see Ludwig again but I decided that it would have to wait a bit. The way Lestat reacted was strange. Part of me wanted to think that he was jealous but another part of me knew that it was more than that. I have to think about this and speak of Ludwig more so I can analyze Lestat's reaction.

I was sitting by the water looking at my reflection, thinking about how things had turned out. I admit that felt lost. I couldn't imagine my life being this way forever. My only drive was to kill and feed. Nothing else interested me much. I had lost Lestat in my stubbornness and felt damn to be punished by his silence for I don't know how long. 10 years but feel like nothing to him, but to me, a new vampire, time is as it was before I was turned. I needed to leave him, but I couldn't. I loved him too much and I felt guilty for his sadness of late. Guilt is a very powerful and annoying thing.

I contemplated sitting there till the sun came up. I was feeling really empty. Then I wondered how Lestat felt because I couldn't imagine having lived this life for as long as he had. Then, Ludwig showed up behind me. I saw his reflection in the water as he spoke to me.

" So young and already feeling like life has no mysteries to you anymore. Humans these days don't make strong vampires like they use to. The suicide rate is quit high."

Without looking at him, I replied.

" Is that so? Well, maybe it's the makers that are not as good as they use to be. Ever thought of that?"

He laughed.

" That's a good come back, I have to admit. Maybe you're not as empty as you think you are. So you didn't seek me out in the end. Maybe I should just go instead of bothering you."

"You're not bothering me, please stay. I can use the company, trust me."

" All right then"

Ludwig sat beside me.

" Why is Lestat not talking to you? It isn't like him to behave that way."

I looked at him surprised that he knew Lestat and knew Lestat made me.

" You know Lestat ?"

" Ho yes, we met a few times."

" How do you know Lestat ?"

" Through Gabrielle, his mother. We met over 100 years ago. We were companions for a while. Lestat didn't exactly approve."

" I see"

I couldn't believe that this little story of Lestat not approving of his mother's companion would be enough to make Lestat react the was he did Yesterday. But then again, when he gets an idea in his mind, he doesn't let go. Maybe he just set his mind that this vampire was up to no good and that was it. Either way, I didn't seek out Ludwig, and found me, so I didn't disobeyed Lestat's wish. But now that Ludwig was here, talking to me, I might as well enjoy his company.

Ludwig was a very good looking man. About 6 feet tall, strong built like Lestat. He had jet-black hair and beautiful brown eyes. I didn't ask but he must have been around 28- 30 years old when he was made. Time might have gone by but he still had the manners of a well off aristocrat of centuries ago. I didn't think English was his mother tongue but his accent was very slight. Both times I saw him, he was dressed in black from head to toe. Black sleeveless shirt so I could see the muscles in his arms, black jeans and boots. He looked nothing like some of the vampires I saw before who would rather adopt the gothic fashion so that they could pass among people more easily. So far, he was a very pleasant person and I couldn't possibly imagine why Lestat didn't like him.

We spent the night talking about some of his adventures. I didn't have much to say. I could have told him about how Lestat and I met and how I came to be a vampire but I decided not to just yet. I couldn't fully trust him because of how Lestat reacted.

Ludwig told me that Gabrielle left him about 50 years ago, he couldn't remember exactly. They had spent a lot of time together and they help no mysteries for one another. Their life had now become boring and it was time for a change. He went on to explain that with vampires, it's always liked that. After you spend so much time with someone, there isn't an inch of that person that you don't know, and the everyday life becomes boring. Soon you begin to fight and the fights get more and more intense and eventually, you just go your own way; looking for new companions or new adventures.

I couldn't help myself but wonder if this is where Lestat and I were at. But we barely knew each other, barely spent any time together. But we are blood related and maybe our similarities; which brought us together in the first place; is also what's setting us apart now.

Suddenly, I got up and told Ludwig that I had to go. I felt worst now than I was feeling before he showed up. As bad as I wanted things to chance, I wasn't ready to be apart from Lestat. But maybe he was.

I went home with all these things on my mind. I had barely closed the door behind me that Lestat jumped on me, shoved me to the wall hard enough that I broke it, and sank his teeth into my neck, drained almost all my blood in what seemed to be an eternity of pain, but must have been only a few seconds. When he moved off me, I fell to the floor, weak, and couldn't move.

I was lying on my back wondering what this was all about. Lestat was kneeling before me and said.

" Since you are determined to not listen to me and pursue your meetings with Ludwig, you need to get stronger."

With that, he made a slash on his chest, right across his nipple and took his chest to my mouth so I could drink from him, which I proceeded to do in a hurry.

His blood felt like heaven. I lost myself in him and I didn't want it to stop. This was the first time I was so intimate, so close to Lestat and the taste of his blood was maddening. I wanted this moment to be for all eternity. He told me to stop many times but I was now too strong for him to stop me and I just put my arms around him and push him down on me even more. I locked him in and he couldn't get away from me. He intoxicated me, by his rich, old, powerful blood.

Suddenly, I felt his teeth pierced the flesh of the back of neck as he started drinking from me. We were now locked into a circle of blood exchange, and it was the most erotic, exciting, earth shattering experience I had ever had. Why was he denying this from us when we could have been doing that many times since the dark gift?

But Lestat was much stronger than me and the pleasure soon became painful. I slowly let go of the grip I had on him and he was able to pull from me with a look on his face that surely meant that he enjoyed this experience as much as me. I was just lying there still in ecstasy just closing my eyes, trying to salvage the last sensation of pleasure I was feeling from this exchange.

Lestat was sitting on the floor with his back to the wall looking as exhausted by this as me. But suddenly, it all came back to me how this happened and I had so many questions. When I was able to, I began to speak first.

" Why did you do this? I didn't go to see Ludwig. I listened to you."

Lestat looked at me, still exhausted which was good otherwise, he just might have gotten upset with me and I didn't want to know what torture he could put me under if I was to upset him too much.

"You smell of him, I smelled it the minute you opened the door, please don't lie to me. Don't insult me that way."

"I said that I didn't seek him out, but I never said that he didn't find me. I didn't lie to you, I respected you request but he found me, and sat beside me, and talked to me. What was I supposed to do?"

He got up as I was now sitting down leaning against the wall.

" Leave, you were supposed to leave." He said in an angry tone.

Then he just went to his room and shut the door. I wanted to go and take down the door and let him have it about so many things but I was too tired and the light of the day was already piercing through the cloud and I was too tired. I just gathered enough energy to go to my coffin and I was gone for the day.