Chapter 3
Waiting
About an hour after Rose had left, Will made his way up to his room. He lay on his bed awhile, thinking.
'This girl. She's just so...' even in his own mind he couldn't find the worlds to describe her. He stood up, walked to his table, and by light of the candle began to write. As he wrote, he never really thought about what he was writing, he just, did it. He wrote until his hand grew weak, and then decided to go to sleep.
'Oh!' he smacked his hand to his forehead,
'Last night! I forgot to tell Rose...oh, well. She's out doing her thing. I better just go to sleep.' Will walked over to his bed and noticed the window was open, he closed it, changed, then went to sleep. For some reason, he had no trouble going to sleep., which was odd. He almost always had a fight to fall asleep. Not tonight.
Later that night he awoke to something cold touching his face. He quickly opened his eyes in fear of seeing someone or something leaning over him. But there was nothing. He looked around the room, trying to determine what it had been and saw the window open.
'Must have been the wind.' He thought to himself getting up and closing it. As he was getting back into bed he heard the floor creak and he looked to his doorway.
"Up past you bedtime, aren't you?" It was Rose,
"What if am? Do I get a time out?" Will answered, Rose smiled, "How many kill you get tonight?" Will asked getting up out of the bed and walking to his small table,
"Only three vamps tonight. It was slow. Man, this one took forever to get interested in me." She smiled wider, "But I got him."
"Interested in you?" Will lit a few candles,
"Yea. How do you think I get them? Walk around the alleys going "Here Mr. Vampire, come out and play!"" Will looked dumbfounded,
"I never really thought about it..."
"Ok. Well. I lure them to me pretending I'm drunk or something, flirt with a couple guys I think are vamps." Rose was now playing with one of her knifes,
"AND IF THEIR NOT?!"
Rose smiled, "Well then. There not." Will stood a moment trying to comprehend what he had just heard, "Well, it's late and I'm going to bed. Night." She walked out and down the hall. Will stood a moment longer and shook his head, he blew out the candles and went to sleep.
"Hey!" something heavy landed on Will's chest,
"Ow. What?" he looked up to see Rose dressed partially normal, the rest was her night fit.
"Get up. Pack. We're going soon." Will's eyes got wide as he hurryingly got on clothes and started packing,
"Where we going?" he said as he put on his overcoat, she handed him some stakes,
"Hunting." Will smiled and opened his top dresser drawer as he slipped the stakes into his inner pocket. He moved some clothes around and found two small hatchets and put them into his bag. He walked over to the bag Rose had thrown on him and opened it.
"Just some new toys. Now hurry." He closed it and grabbed his bag and his money sack on the way out. As they walked down the stairs, Will remembered.
"Oh, Rose." She turned her head but kept walking, "The other night someone whispered something in my ear."
"Who?" She looked confused,
"I don't know."
"What'd they say?"
"Be afraid not. Soon thou shall know thy truth." Wills said trying to mimic his voice to the one who'd said it, but failed horribly.
"Thy truth? Afraid?" Rose shrugged; they were now in the street outside. "Who knows? Maybe it was your little girlfriend."
"Girlfriend?" Will asked trying to sound like he didn't know what she was talking about.
"You know...Eraca or whatever."
"Eirraca. And she's not my girlfriend, she's just some girl I just met." Will's face had turned red, luckily Rose couldn't see it.
"Oh. Well, I still don't like her."
"I'm writing again." Rose stopped and looked at him,
"I told you you would."
"Because of Eirraca, I'm writing again." Rose rolled her eyes as she turned around and kept walking,
"Your are not writing again because of her."
"Yes I am. I wrote-" Will froze, Rose turned around and looked at him,
"What?"
"My story!" Will turned and ran back toward the inn.
"Will! WILL!" Rose sighed, "JUST HURRY UP!" Will ran as fast as he could with the two bags in his hands. He pushed through the crowds until he reached the inn. He ran inside and ran into someone. It was Eirraca.
"I'm sorry." Will said getting up and helping her up, he was panting heavily,
"It's ok. Are you not working today?" Will picked up his bags and looked hat her then the bar,
"...uh...yea, I am. I'll be there in a minute, ok?" she smiled,
"Ok." Will dropped the bags near the stairs and ran up them. He grabbed the papers he had written on the night before and hurried back down the stairs. He stuffed the papers into the bag and walked over behind the bar. Oddly, again there was no one but Eirraca and Will.
"Same as last time?"
"Yes."
'Wonder where the bartender is...' Will fixed her drink and handed it to her,
"Were you going somewhere?" she asked looking over at the bags by the stairs.
"Oh. No." he didn't want her to feel rushed,
'Ok. Doing good so far. Just don't screw up.' Wills eyes got wide, 'Rose! Crap. I hope she waits.'
"What's wrong?" she noticed his change in expression, Will came back into reality,
"No-nothing."
Waiting
About an hour after Rose had left, Will made his way up to his room. He lay on his bed awhile, thinking.
'This girl. She's just so...' even in his own mind he couldn't find the worlds to describe her. He stood up, walked to his table, and by light of the candle began to write. As he wrote, he never really thought about what he was writing, he just, did it. He wrote until his hand grew weak, and then decided to go to sleep.
'Oh!' he smacked his hand to his forehead,
'Last night! I forgot to tell Rose...oh, well. She's out doing her thing. I better just go to sleep.' Will walked over to his bed and noticed the window was open, he closed it, changed, then went to sleep. For some reason, he had no trouble going to sleep., which was odd. He almost always had a fight to fall asleep. Not tonight.
Later that night he awoke to something cold touching his face. He quickly opened his eyes in fear of seeing someone or something leaning over him. But there was nothing. He looked around the room, trying to determine what it had been and saw the window open.
'Must have been the wind.' He thought to himself getting up and closing it. As he was getting back into bed he heard the floor creak and he looked to his doorway.
"Up past you bedtime, aren't you?" It was Rose,
"What if am? Do I get a time out?" Will answered, Rose smiled, "How many kill you get tonight?" Will asked getting up out of the bed and walking to his small table,
"Only three vamps tonight. It was slow. Man, this one took forever to get interested in me." She smiled wider, "But I got him."
"Interested in you?" Will lit a few candles,
"Yea. How do you think I get them? Walk around the alleys going "Here Mr. Vampire, come out and play!"" Will looked dumbfounded,
"I never really thought about it..."
"Ok. Well. I lure them to me pretending I'm drunk or something, flirt with a couple guys I think are vamps." Rose was now playing with one of her knifes,
"AND IF THEIR NOT?!"
Rose smiled, "Well then. There not." Will stood a moment trying to comprehend what he had just heard, "Well, it's late and I'm going to bed. Night." She walked out and down the hall. Will stood a moment longer and shook his head, he blew out the candles and went to sleep.
"Hey!" something heavy landed on Will's chest,
"Ow. What?" he looked up to see Rose dressed partially normal, the rest was her night fit.
"Get up. Pack. We're going soon." Will's eyes got wide as he hurryingly got on clothes and started packing,
"Where we going?" he said as he put on his overcoat, she handed him some stakes,
"Hunting." Will smiled and opened his top dresser drawer as he slipped the stakes into his inner pocket. He moved some clothes around and found two small hatchets and put them into his bag. He walked over to the bag Rose had thrown on him and opened it.
"Just some new toys. Now hurry." He closed it and grabbed his bag and his money sack on the way out. As they walked down the stairs, Will remembered.
"Oh, Rose." She turned her head but kept walking, "The other night someone whispered something in my ear."
"Who?" She looked confused,
"I don't know."
"What'd they say?"
"Be afraid not. Soon thou shall know thy truth." Wills said trying to mimic his voice to the one who'd said it, but failed horribly.
"Thy truth? Afraid?" Rose shrugged; they were now in the street outside. "Who knows? Maybe it was your little girlfriend."
"Girlfriend?" Will asked trying to sound like he didn't know what she was talking about.
"You know...Eraca or whatever."
"Eirraca. And she's not my girlfriend, she's just some girl I just met." Will's face had turned red, luckily Rose couldn't see it.
"Oh. Well, I still don't like her."
"I'm writing again." Rose stopped and looked at him,
"I told you you would."
"Because of Eirraca, I'm writing again." Rose rolled her eyes as she turned around and kept walking,
"Your are not writing again because of her."
"Yes I am. I wrote-" Will froze, Rose turned around and looked at him,
"What?"
"My story!" Will turned and ran back toward the inn.
"Will! WILL!" Rose sighed, "JUST HURRY UP!" Will ran as fast as he could with the two bags in his hands. He pushed through the crowds until he reached the inn. He ran inside and ran into someone. It was Eirraca.
"I'm sorry." Will said getting up and helping her up, he was panting heavily,
"It's ok. Are you not working today?" Will picked up his bags and looked hat her then the bar,
"...uh...yea, I am. I'll be there in a minute, ok?" she smiled,
"Ok." Will dropped the bags near the stairs and ran up them. He grabbed the papers he had written on the night before and hurried back down the stairs. He stuffed the papers into the bag and walked over behind the bar. Oddly, again there was no one but Eirraca and Will.
"Same as last time?"
"Yes."
'Wonder where the bartender is...' Will fixed her drink and handed it to her,
"Were you going somewhere?" she asked looking over at the bags by the stairs.
"Oh. No." he didn't want her to feel rushed,
'Ok. Doing good so far. Just don't screw up.' Wills eyes got wide, 'Rose! Crap. I hope she waits.'
"What's wrong?" she noticed his change in expression, Will came back into reality,
"No-nothing."