Chapter 3
Vira brushed her hair then glanced at the clock. 10:47. "Where are you Mimi?"
She stood up and walked towards her bay window overlooking the neighborhood. A girl was walking towards this house and a car was driving past. "About time," She muttered, walking out of her room and towards the stairs.
The door opened and Mimi walked in. "Where have you been?"
Mimi looked at her, surprised. "You're awake? I left a note on the table for you. Did you think to look there?"
Vira walked past her sister and into the kitchen. She immediately spotted the note and read it. "Ok. That does make sense."
"How long have you been gone?"
"What time is it?" Mimi had walked into the kitchen with her and sat down at her designated spot at the table.
"10:50 or so. Where's your watch?" Vira sat across from her, staring at the girl.
"I've been gone for about an hour or more. As for my watch, I didn't put it on and there is no reason to yell at me for it." Mimi slumped down in her chair hearing herself say how long she was gone.
"Oh and why not? Don't you always have it on?"
"Well I was trying to fall asleep and couldn't, so I decided to go for a walk. I don't sleep n my watch. What's the point? I have a clock in my room." Mimi yawned and stood up. "Goodnight Vira."
"Goodnight Mimi." Vira watched her exit the room and shook her head. "What a strange girl."
Mimi walked into her room, closing her door behind her, walked over to her laptop and turned it on. She sat down at her desk, turning on the lamp next to the laptop. "He has to be lying. Vampires don't exist and even if they do Tai wouldn't be friends with any of them."
The computer loaded soon after. She clicked on the Internet Explorer icon, opening a window and loading to her Google homepage. She typed in 'Vampire' and after clicking the Search button results came up.
She clicked on a link to a page with Vampire myths and traits and that page quickly loaded, allowing her to read some of the many myths of vampires.
Her search continued well after reading that page. She was now on a site that claimed to have modern evidence that vampires existed.
"Very reasonable, yet very unbelievable at the exact same time," Mimi muttered saving the page under her favorites. After a few more searches, sleep haunted her and Mimi's eyelids fell, bringing her into a deep sleep.
Michael paced his room, his music blocking out any noise from outside or from his roommates. Sleep didn't engulf him. It didn't until 6. What am I going to do about Haven and Jason?
"And of course she didn't believe me," Michael muttered halfway in disgust.
The thought of her not trusting him made him sick. Normally the thought would please him, want to urge them to continue to believe that he truly was evil and untrustworthy. Yet with her it was different for so many different reasons. He had expected her to look past his alias and see the real him right away. Yet she hadn't.
"Is it possible that she's that convinced that I was murdered?" He stopped pacing when he had reached his dresser, pounding his fist down on it in one simple blow.
Window blew in from where his opened window was, causing his blinds to move unsteadily and out of tune. Michael glanced towards the window and groaned. "Get out Agen."
Agen appeared behind him, smiling lightly. "What's wrong with you? Didn't you get to talk to her?"
"Of course. That's what's wrong with me, not mentioning a long list of things I've skipped over." Michael sat down on his bed masked with an expressionless face.
"She didn't believe you?" Agen stood patiently next to him, expecting an answer that Michael hadn't gave quite fast enough. "Or is it that she did and she rejected you for it?"
Michael glared at him, restraining himself from pummeling the man into the house next door. "She didn't believe, therefore she had no chance to reject me I suppose if you look at it in one way."
"That doesn't seem to be much like her. She would normally believe whatever she heard." Agen rubbed his chin.
"Glad you're so concerned." Michael leaned backwards and stared up at his dark ceiling
"She's in denial, that's all. She just doesn't want to admit it to herself that you're still alive after living with the belief that you're dead."
Michael didn't answer but sat up. Agen glanced out the window and smiled. "I think I'll be leaving."
"As do I," Michael replied as Agen disappeared from his view. He turned off his stereo before disappearing from his apartment to reappear in a familiar room.
A girl sat at her desk, her head resting on her folded arms. Michael walked up to Mimi and brushed the hair out of her face. He saw the windows on the computer and smiled. "Silly girl."
Keira jumped onto the desk and hissed at him. "Keira it's me," Michael whispered petting her behind her ears. "Keeping her in line, I hope."
Keira purred and climbed up onto Michael's shoulders, wrapping her tail around his neck. Michael pet her again then walked over to Mimi's bed, pulling the covers down. "Keira, down."
Keira pounced off of his shoulders and onto the red bed below her. Michael picked up the sleeping girl and lay her on the bed. "Sleep..." He pulled the covers over her and kissed her lightly.
He then turned his attention to her laptop. He sat down at the desk, typing in a few keywords in the search engine. The results came up and he clicked on one of the figures.
He took out an envelope and wrote an address down on the front of it. He then pulled out another piece of paper and he then wrote down a quick note, neatly placing it into the envelope and onto the laptop's keyboard.
Mimi woke up and glanced at her clock 8:38. She groaned and turned onto her side, looking at her laptop. An object on her laptop caught her eye. She sat up and examined it once again, making sure it wasn't her eyes playing tricks on her.
She slowly got up, stretching her arms and cracking her neck. Walking over to the laptop, she recognized it to be an envelope. She sat down at the desk, picking the object and reading the handwriting on the envelope.
"Who could have...there's no way anyone could've been in here when I was asleep...but then again didn't I fall asleep at my desk?" Mimi sat down, flustered, at her desk. "I suppose I should read it though..."
She opened the envelope and took out the paper. After unfolding it, she read it once, then over again, surprised.
You didn't believe me, but that's not something I didn't expect would happen. The site that is up on your laptop might make you believe me more if it is at all possible at this point. Or it might just convince you that I'm lying and that I'm completely out of my mind. Either way, I am truly sorry. Don't contact me back. Instead, visit the subway at 4:30. –Michael
Mimi gaped at the letter in hand and laid it down on top of her desk with the envelope. She touched her mouse and the laptop awoke out of its standby mood. She groaned. 'The least he could've done was turn off my computer. Jerk."
"Mimi? Are you awake?" Vira knocked on the door outside of her room.
"Yes I'm awake," Mimi replied in an exasperated tone. "What do you need, oh lovely sister of mine?"
"Your lovely sister would like to know what you would like for breakfast." Vira's annoyance rivaled Mimi's.
Mimi sighed but hesitated to answer, choosing her words wisely as to not make Vira any angrier. "At this moment, I'm not that hungry. Can you take a rain-check for that order?"
Vira laughed slightly. "Yeah I can. Thanks Mimi." Vira's voice faded as she walked away from the room.
Mimi sighed, turning back around to the glowing screen before her.
At about 4, Mimi got to the subway station, sitting down near the ticket booth, which gave her an easy visual to the entrance of the station. She glanced at her watch, growing tired of sitting when twenty minutes had passed and had not seen him. She stood up and saw the cashier from the other day walk by. Well isn't that a little strange...
Someone grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the subway. She panicked and tried to withdraw from whoever had. "Get off me!"
Once outside the subway, the man let go of her. "I'm sorry," Mimi recognized it to have been Michael. "Haven saw you with me last night. We can't stay here. I suggest we take my car so they don't recognize yours." He brought her to his car, a few spaces from her own.
"Can you a least get my wallet out of my car?" Mimi asked throwing him her keys.
Michael nodded and unlocked his own care for her to get in before heading to hers. He came back and handed her the wallet.
"You look tired." Mimi said, breaking the silence once they had pulled out of the parking lot and onto the freeway.
"I just woke up." Michael muttered looking in his rear view window.
"What time did you go to sleep?" Mimi stared at him.
"5:30." Michael answered honestly.
"You know you missed like the whole day."
Michael stared at her, frowning. "That's the point."
Mimi's eyes widened and she looked away. "Where are you taking me?"
"To a friend's house."
After a moment of silence had passed again, Mimi looked at him again. "He's not dead is he?"
Michael looked at her, an amused smile spread across his face. "What gives you that idea?"
"Where is he?"
He looked at her, giving a slight smile.