Chapter Five "New room…"
Sara stepped back, startled by what had happened, eyes still closed, mind racing though random thoughts.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself" He admits, while he looks down at the ground, studying the black marble floor beneath his feet.
She blushes, and looks at the ground and lightly mumbles "its ok..." trying to figure put why he really did it in her mind.
He looked up at her, a light blush upon his pale white cheeks, and said, trying to sound like nothing happened, "well… let's get you to your room." And then he started walking in the same direction they were just heading a few minutes ago, while pulling his coat tighter around him, and his hood farther down, trying to hide his embarrassment.
After fallowing him for a few long moments, drowning in her thoughts, Sara reached the room she had woken up in, and entered as Devon held open the door for her.
There were many more candles lit, and the room felt less gloomy, and more like a room she would have chosen for herself.
The walls now looked as though you could walk into them, into a dark swirling portal of some sort. But as she reached out her hand she noticed it was just black paint, with white streaks, but that didn't keep her attention for long.
Her eyes roamed the room, seeing the large dresser, with its delicate design and its beautiful dark red, shiny surface, the two wooden doors the same.
She walked across the room to the door on the far wall, too fascinated with the room to notice the mans eyes watching her from the doorway. But a slight cough caught her attention, and she looked back, seeing Devon looking at her.
A small blush came to his face once again, as he looked away, and mumbled in a hardly audible voice, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow evening..." His voice trailed off into silences as he looked back up, no emotion on his face, "good night"
Sara let the corners of her thin lips turn up, as she came out of her gaze and replied "night."
With that, he turned around, walked out, and shut the door softly behind him, leaving her alone in her room. But as soon as she heard him walk away from the door, new foot steps came closer and closer to the door.
Sara stood there staring at the door listening to the clicking of the heals on the marble floor, until she heard a light knock on the door, and then a women walked in.
As the women walked in, her blonde hair falling to her shoulders, she looked up, a wondrous smile upon her full lips, and walked right over to Sara, whom was still standing there dumbfounded, and wrapped her arms around Sara's shoulders, and murmured, "oh, my sweet Sara…" She trailed off, bringing her lips to Sara's cheek, and gave her a light kiss.
The women let her arms fall to her slim sides, as a crimson tear rolled down her cheek and lightly said "you don't remember me do you?" more to herself then to anyone else.
"Who are you?" Sara asked, searching her mind, trying to figure out who this beautiful lady in front of her was.
"I'm Kim… your mother?" she answered, a hopeful look on her face.
"You can't be…" she denied, "my mother was… much older… and…"She blinked her eyes, trying to remember what her mother looked like. "She had dark brown hair…" she trailed off into her thoughts.
A smile came onto Kim's face, and she gestured to the bed, and sat herself down, Sara fallowing her, sitting as far away as possible.
"I know you don't understand… but I know you've noticed the changes on yourself" she paused, looking over at the younger women sitting beside her, and then continued, "I'm not sure how it happens, but whatever you wish you looked like before you become a Vampire, when you are changed you look that way. Nothing drastic really happens, like you hair doesn't change to blue, or you have three hands, but look at me, this is how I've wanted to look ever since I had kids" she finished with a light chuckle.
Sara looked over at herself and her mother in the merrier in front of her, tears lining her eyes. She turned herself on the bed, so she was looking into her mother's hopeful face.
Tears spilled from her eyes, as she leaned over and embraced her mother, lightly murmuring "I missed you so much… why did you have to go?"
"Oh honey" her mother hugged her daughter tighter, remembering the last time she had held her. "I'm so sorry, I wanted to take you with me, but it wasn't the right time…"
After a few minutes, they both leaned back, and looked at each other. A small smirk crawled upon Kim's face as she looked at Sara. "I see that maybe after all this time, that it was a good choice to wait…"
A blank expression came to Sara's face as she looked back into her mothers hazel eyes, and questioned "what do you mean?"
"Don't ask me what I mean!" she exclaimed, "I mean look at you! Do you really think you would have had such an excellent choice last year?"
A small smile creped into her face, as she finally knew what her mother meant. "I highly doubt I would have. I almost screamed when I awoke and seen myself the way I had wanted to look for the last almost year" she said with a giggle.
They talked for almost an hour, when Kim looked up, a frown replacing the smile, and she said "I almost forgot the real reason I came here when I seen you, and was able to finally talk to you" she paused, a thoughtful look on her face. "I came to tell you where your coffin was, and that me, you, Micheal, and Josh, are going out together to feed tomorrow night, but for now you must get to bed before the sun comes up" she nodded her head to the window.
Sara let a smile come to her lips again, as her mother stood up and showed her that her coffin was under the mattress on the bed they were sitting on.
A few minutes later, her mother said bye, and went back to her room with Micheal, as Sara lifted the mattress and slipped into the coffin, and fell into a deep sleep.