The next morning I wake up by myself and I know I am alone. Hearing no noises inside the house besides the crunching sounds of Sam eating seeds, I keep my eyes closed and listen, hoping to hear what was going on outside; only birds could be heard. Day 1…
After spending some half hour deciding whether to get up or not, I check my phone to see that it was already 3pm. I have definitely overslept and I thought about starting to study for the future exams. I got up, opened the window and looked at the light sun lighting all the trees in sight. There were some clouds, perhaps it would rain later on the afternoon.
I approach Sam's cage and face the black hooded baby staring at me, begging me with his eyes to open the door. I open it and soon have a baby rat climbing up my legs begging to be petted. After some minutes I walk myself down the stairs to have some breakfast. Even though it was past 3 pm, I was just waking up so I would serve myself with some cereals and milk while watching TV.
I started studying for the finals. I decided to start with the two soonest exams. I would take a brake every hour, having some snacks, walking around the house, and practicing on training Sam to answer to his name when called. He was incredibly smart, but sometimes liked to act all adolescent and looked if I had treats before actually coming all the way to me; if not, he would probably go to whatever he had going on at the time. You are worse than the girls Sam! I would think, and sometime even told the little rat, even though he would just stare at me and sometimes answer with a little squeak. I had successfully litter train him by now, so he would do his business in the proper place, he could be running around the house all day. The only problem was that he would nibble on almost everything, so I decided to start positively reinforcing nibbling on the toys, and not on the cables and couch.
The day and night went relatively fast and I was happy with what I had studied so far. I was kept company by Sam and the call of my parents that talked to me for a relatively long time, knowing I was alone. I checked my email and Facebook and no one had said anything; everybody was probably still settling down at home, or perhaps even still travelling.
I cooked something up for dinner, tuna and rice. I ended up giving a little to Sam, that climbed on me every minute while eating, hoping to grab a little with his little paws. I let it cool down first and then gave him a little. He was a very spoiled baby.
I then resumed to take a shower and go to bed, where a grabbed a pencil and a paper sheet, and started writing some experiences I would like to try when the lab was ready. After writing down some ideas I resumed to put Sam in his cage. Looking out the window I wondered when would he show up or tell Eric to tell me that I could start working. This boring life was definitely killing me.
With no news from friends, Godric or John, I resigned myself to sleep, not before setting the alarm clock to 10am, in order to study. It was 2am, leaving me with the perfect 8 hours of sleep.
On the fourth day of the boring routine of waking up at 10am, studying all day, cooking for myself (and by now for Sam as well, he had become an addict of human food, and had grown quite a bit, both in length as in width), and sometimes going for a jogging during the afternoon, I has growing impatient to work in the lab. I had my mind exploding with ideas and experiments, and I could not wait to get started.
It was 9 pm and I was making an omelet for dinner when someone knocked on the front door. Immediately my heart stops for a second. Who could it be?
I turn the off the stove, leaving my omelet un-cooked, and I tip-toe my way to the front the door. I was dressed in red sweat pants and a grey sweat shirt, having my hair in a very messy pony tail. Sam was upstairs playing in his open cage.
I sustain my breath and look through the curtain; I see a young man, with dark brown hair, and blue eyes. Godric? I think while opening the door.
He gives a slight smile while he looks into my brown eyes.
"Good night Joana" he says while I fully open the door letting him in. I close the door right after.
"I has been a long time" I state, looking at him waiting for a better explanation than the one Eric had gave me the other night.
He seems to debate about what to say. He looks around and seems to think about something.
"Where are your roommates?" he asks ignoring what I had previously asked.
"They went home for the holidays and finals period." I say while still waiting for him to answer to my question.
He doesn't seem to like what I just said. "I do not think it is safe to be alone in this house for so long" he said while giving me a soft look.
"Well, Eric is supposedly protecting me right? I also do not go out during the night, and I lock every door and window" I say giving him my opinion that I am protected.
"Eric is protecting you during the night. And not all danger may come from nightly creatures". He says.
My eyes almost pop out. Is he trying to tell me that there are other types of creatures, other than vampires? I think.
He seems to notice my uneasiness. "I have come here to talk to you about some news I have. May we sit down?" he asks while gesturing to the living room.
I remember I was cooking, and my stomach seems to remember as well, giving a huge growl in that same second. Godric probably pretends he didn't listen to it, but it probably echoed around the house.
"Actually, I was preparing my dinner. If it is okay with you, we could talk in the kitchen? I hopefully say, hoping the scent of human food would not bother him. He agrees, so I lead him to the kitchen, telling him to sit down, while I continue to prepare my omelet. He makes a face that tells me he is not very fond of the smell.
Soon my omelet is ready and I set it down on the table. I decided to call Sam, since he loved eating eggs. So with Godric sitting down in front of me, looking at the omelet with a very curious look, I call for my little ratty.
"Sam? Come here Sam!" I say, with a very high voice, so that we would come. He probably could smell the food.
As I pronounce Sam's name, I notice a very uneasy Godric, he looks at me with a look I cannot identify and starts to get up.
"I am sorry. I can see I am disturbing you and that you have company, perhaps I should come another time." He excuses himself.
Not even a second after, the sound of little paws can be heard trotting towards the kitchen. A very confused Godric looks at me, but soon he sees the black hooded rat entering the kitchen and smelling the air.
Sam looks at him and Godric stares at the rat. I am trying with all my strength to not laugh at both of them. The rat soon loses interest in the vampire, and starts climbing me until he is on the table.
"Godric please sit down, you are not interrupting anything." I say smiling at him, and then looking at the very impatient rat, squeaking his little heart out, wanting a piece of the omelet. I watch Godric sit down on the chair, never taking his eyes off the little rat.
I cut a little bit of the omelet and give it to Sam, who immediately grabs it with its little front paws, and starts eating it. I pet his back, I really love this guy.
I look at Godric. "Godric, meet Sam, this is my baby rat. The girls gave him to me, to keep me company!" I explain laughing slightly at the situation.
Godric smiles largely. "I did not know humans liked rats. But he seems very intelligent." He says looking at him. By this time the rat had eaten its omelet and regained its curiosity. Sam approached Godric's hand and started sniffing him.
"Yes, and he is still a baby. He is a good pet. But what where you going to talk to me about?" I inquired while I watched gently stroke Sam's head. The rat clearly didn't mind he was a vampire, he just wanted to be petted.
Godric takes a deep breath, even though he does not need it. "I have pleasant and unpleasant news." He starts saying with a slightly sad face. "The laboratory is fully operation as of now."
"That's great news!" I smile at him while eating my omelet. He nods, and continues watching Sam climb down the table and head towards the living room. "I have also news of John." I put my fork down and look straight into his eyes, waiting for what was to come next.
"My private detective and other people I have asked for help have lead me to believe that he is alive." My eyes light up, I take my hands to my mouth. "He was kidnapped by the Fellowship of the Sun, and is being kept captive and they are making him do some sort of research for producing more efficient weapons towards vampires." I noticed the expression of disgust in his face.
"I can't believe he's alive… we have to save him." I get up as I say this. Godric gets up and places himself in front of me. "I will take measures. But you cannot go. It is not safe."
"The hell I won't! I must help" I angrily say. I have waited for so long, he is suffering, a prisoner in some hole, and I'm going to stay here and do nothing?
He grabs my shoulders and looks me in the eyes. I stare right back at his.
"You are safe here. You are only going to get hurt." He explains. "Stay here, I and Eric will guarantee his safe return. Do not make me glamour you, because if it comes to that, I will." He finishes and I my blood am boiling. I hate being said no. Yes, all mighty vampire… I think to myself, I feel like punching him, but having experienced that before, and knowing the pain that would come, I contain myself.
"Fine." I cross my arms, realizing I would not win this argument.
"I know that it does not please you, but it is safer for everyone." He concludes.
"When are you going to try and save him?" I inquired still with my arms crossed, and my face probably bearing the biggest frown I had ever made. He seems to find my face funny, because he has the littlest smile, that he is not able to hide. But hearing my question he soon becomes very serious and thoughtful. He takes a few seconds to answer.
"Tonight."
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