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Chapter # 10: The Theatre
It was the next night and I walked out of the closet. Louis was already up and Claudia was already gone to hunt. I looked at the sky. It had to be around 6 already. I rushed into my room and into the closet. I felt like I had to look good. Focus, Penny, you are an independent woman. You need no man. I couldn't deny these feelings though. They were mutual.
I picked out a lovely deep blue gown with dark pink roses around the ruffles and lace. My shoes were flats again, and I put my hair into a head-band, but left it half-up half-down. I only used dark pink blush and a hint of blue eyeshadow. I looked lovely in the mirror. I grabbed my hidden invitation from a drawer in my dresser. I put on my charm bracelet and pink choker necklace. I wore a pair of small diamond earrings.
I walked from the room and to the door. " Where are you going?" I turned around and saw Louie. I hid my invitation in my bag. " It's none of your concern. You should only be worrying about Claudia. I'm old enough now to be by myself." I was still really pissed about him and Claudia. Luckily enough, though, they divorced. I was still pissed.
He looked at me and I left out the door.
I arrived 5 minutes 'til 6:30, and handed the man my invitation. He only nodded and handed it back to me. I waited by the doors, and soon enough, I heard a voice say," I guess you have decided to join us this fine evening."
I turned around and saw Armand there, watching me with admiration. I looked at him. He held out his arm. " Shall we?" I nodded and took his arm. He escorted me past a large auditorium, and down the stairs behind the curtain. We walked down the stairs and I saw dozens of vampires. " I thought we were the only vampires," I said. Armand laughed and said," No, no, my dear. There's others."
We reached the bottom of the stairs and two woman came up to Armand. They put their arms around his waist and began to talk to him. I felt a pang of jealousy in my chest. They then moved and turned their attention to me. " Hello..." I said.
" What was that?" one of them asked.
" It was me."
" There it is again!"
" Can't you see me?"
" No, we're legally blind," one of them said. Armand introduced me. " Celleste, Este, this is Penelope De Lioncourt. Penelope, this is Celleste and Este."
Este gasped. " De Lioncourt!?"
" Yes.. why does everyone do that?" I asked Armand. He laughed and said," Lestat was their master. So that means you are also their master." Huh... didn't know that..."
" Can we feel you?" Este asked. " What?" I asked. " Can we feel you to know what you look like?" " Uh...sure." They began to feel me. I didn't like it when the felt my bosums and backside. They felt my hair. " Your hair is so soft ad long. You are beautiful." I smiled and said," Why thank you."
. A man with grey hair came up to us. " Ah, Santiago, this is our dearest Penelope. The one I told you about." Santiago stared at me. I stared back. He began to laugh. I looked at him in confusion. There was something about him that I greatly disliked. " Here, I have someone you might like to meet."
I nodded and Armand led me to a room. It had a coffin in it, a bookshelf, desk and bed. On the wall, there was a large mural. I knew it had to be his room. I looked at the bed. A young boy was laying on it. He had sandy-brown hair with a light drabble of freckles. He had bite marks on his wrist. Armand awoke him and said," Now, now, we have a guest. Wake up."
The boy woke up and looked at me. He had green eyes. He held out his wrist to me. I stared at it. " He wants you to bite it."
I nodded and bit into his wrist. When he hissed in pain, I pulled away. The boy pulled his wrist away, disappointed. I smiled at him and kissed his cheek. He seemed like a sweet kid. Armand offered me a chair by the fireplace, which I happily sat in. " Lestat is still alive," Armand said. I looked at him. " Are you serious?"
" Yes, Penelope. He told me to bring you here whenever you arrived. I only had to wait 100 years." I smiled slightly at his answer. " How long have you been a vampire?"
" Well.. let's just say I'm the oldest vampire living. 400 years alone is a very long time." I nodded and we talked for the longest time. Armand held out his hand to me and said," The show is in 5 minutes. Wait by the stage when it's over. Your seat is in the front right balcony, 3rd seat in the front. I'll be looking for you."
I nodded and I headed upstairs. I walked up to the seats on the right balcony and a man working there said," Wine?" HE offered me a glass of red liquid. I knew it was blood. Freshly killed just minutes ago. " Please," I said, taking the glass. I headed to my seat, which was beside an elderly woman and young man. I sat down and sipped my 'wine' as the show began.
A civil war scene came up, and a vampire galloped onto the stage. They began to shoot off fake guns and reenact the scene. Santiago began to read a rather odd dialog. " You see, the civil war was full of trespassable people. People full of lies. So what did they do. BAM! Killed them." The audience clapped, so I clapped along even though it didn't make very much sense.
The rest of the show was very...interesting, which included a forest scene and a wishing well. The last scene came up. A beautiful young woman was on the stage, crying and screaming for help form the audience. All the vampires from the theatre were dressed in black robes and they laughed at the girl. I shifted in my seat. This didn't feel right. Santiago came up behind the woman and ripped off her dress, showing her breasts. " Don't you know what it's like to be loved by death? Be death's bride?" She frantically searched for a way off the stage, but the vampires closed her in. I saw Armand approach from the stairs and make his way across the stage. I met his eyes. I guess I looked pretty worried, for a voice in my mind said 'don't worry' and trust me, it wasn't my voice.
Santiago removed her garments, so she was fully naked now. Armand swept over to her, and she hugged him and he hugged her to his chest. His hands landed on the small of her back, and I couldn't help but feel jealous. I didn't let Armand see that though. He then removed the hair from her neck on the side facing the staircase, and bit into her neck like an apple. He then lifted her body for the audience to see, and dropped it by the waiting vampires. They surrounded her body and the curtains closed.
It was an interesting show. People began to leave, so before I went to see Armand, I decided to hunt. I found an unexpecting woman, so I killed her behind a curtain near the back entrance. I ate some of her flesh again. Ever since I had first tasted flesh, I had grown an urge for it. Call me a cannibal if you want but it's true.
I disposed of her body and headed to the stairs and saw Armand standing there. " There you are. I was beginning to think you ran off," Armand said. " I went hunting," I replied. Armand led me down the stairs and to the same room again. The boy sat there again, and I figured he had to be around 8. That was half of the age of Armand. I had learned he was 17 years old when he was turned. I was only 15.
The boy walked over to me, as I was sitting in a chair again, and held out his wrist. " No thank you, I've already had enough." The boy stared at me but nodded. " It seems he has fallen for you." I looked at Armand. There was something about him...
I spent the rest of the night at the theatre with Armand, until 5 minutes til dawn approached. " I must hurry to get home, Armand. Goodbye." I felt a hand grab my wrist. I turned and saw Armand. " Nonsense. You may stay with me."
" Are you sure?" I asked. " Of course. I wouldn't offer it if I wasn't sure." I nodded and looked at the little boy laying on the bed. He was asleep. Well, that's what I think. Armand led me to his coffin and climbed in. He helped me in after him, and I rested my head on his shoulder and a hand on his chest. I felt him play with a strand of my hair and stroke my face as I drifted into a dreamworld.