The hours I slept were little, my mind analysing meeting vampire Godric. The thrumming of my heart, matching that of my 'wings' kept me awake until past dawn, in which meant this morning I slept through my alarm and having to be woken up by Sarah.
"Come on, we are going to the church, Anna." Sarah called up the stairs again, and I hurried up gathering my things, already dressed in a cream dress that stops at my knees, with some matching pumps. Making my way down the stairs, I say good morning to Sarah and Steve while buckling up in the car.
As soon as we pulled up, I hopped out of the car and followed Sarah into the main part of the church where we met up with girls that were staying on the campus. Sarah clapped her hands to gather the attention of the girls, I heard them fawning over a boy called Jason and another called Luke.
"Okay, girls, today we are going to do some relaxation exercises, so we can gather our inner strength and make our connection to God stronger." Sarah says with a smile, and the girls let out little giggles. I roll my eyes and follow them out onto the field. I drag behind feeling my phone vibrate. I quickly sneak a look to find a message from Jordan.
'Hey, Baby girl
How's everything at your end? C'mon I need the gossip.
My side is boring, the most exciting thing this week is that Lauren and Mike broke up,
Meaning the blonde is free… think I have a chance? *raises eyebrows*
Anyway, awaiting your reply.
L8trz. Xx'
I type out my reply,
'Hey ,
Everything at my end is good, nope, no gossip just getting used to everything. And is Mike even gay or bi? And honestly, I wouldn't have thought Mike was your type, I thought you preferred them with brains? Haha
Xx'
Putting my phone away, I hadn't realised that Sarah was now stood beside me. "So, what do you think of the girls? I haven't seen you really talk to anyone. I know it's still soon after their death, but I think socialising with girls your age will help." I take a deep breath and look towards her.
"I'm fine at the moment, but I swear I will try to socialise more. I just miss my friend from back home," I say and hope she decides to leave me be.
"Okay, you know me and Steve worry about you, we care and know that the death of your parents and losing them so young can make it hard for you to socialise." I fight the urge to roll my eyes.
"I'll be fine" I console and give her a smile to show it.
When she finally goes to the front of the group of girls, I look away as guilt flows through me. I can't help it; it seems to be a natural reaction when it comes to the death of my parents.
I look back to what's going on, to see all the girls sat crossed legged on the field, I join them at the back and listen to what Sarah is saying; something about deep breathing, in through the nose and out through the mouth.
My eyes are closed, and the soft classical music that Sarah put on is playing. I open one eye and look at everybody before looking at Sarah. Everyone seems to be concentrating. Damn, well this is boring. I open my other eye, and look out into the trees, the birds are speaking to each other is their language of throaty noises and the gentle breeze of the wind. Boredom sets in my stomach and I have an urge to go into the trees.
Looking around making sure no one is...erm… conscious? I slowly stand up and begin tip-toeing backwards, before I take off into a run. I run around them, keeping my distance and before stepping into the trees I turn back to double check. Nope. I'm good.
I head into the trees and it looks to be a small woodland area. The leaves and branches crunch under my shoes as I further enter the small woodland area, the trees waving branches and rustling leaves bring me a sense of calmness, and I seat myself down on a small rock next to a trunk. The trees stand proudly, towering above me blocking out any rays of light. I enjoy the tranquillity, and my eyes close. I faintly hear the noisy flutter of wings as a bird lands on a low branch of the trunk. I open my eyes and turn towards it. The beady black eyes of the sparrow just stare at me, and slowly I reach up with my hand as to not frighten the bird and stroke its feathers ever so lightly. The Bird knocks his head to the side as If he's trying to tell me something, and personally I know exactly what it is. I can feel it coursing through where my hand gently lays on his wing. The left wing of the bird is fractured, and I can feel the slight pain of the bird. There is no word to describe it other than I can feel his life. It's gentle and smooth, not like a Humans life force which is rougher.
"You want me to heal your wing?" I ask in a soft voice. I feel a tiny amount of my life force travel up from my mid-section and into my hand. My hand becoming warmer and I can feel the pain of the fractured wing alleviate. A small smile graces my lips as I remove my hand and the bird flutters his wings back and forth before giving out a craw and taking flight. Must be nice to be able to just fly off and leave everything behind. If only.
I stand up and begin to make my way back, when I feel a tightening in my chest that makes me curve. I gasp as I try to take in air. I can feel something is wrong, I just don't know what. A sense of panic sets in my mind, and I stand up and try to follow where the pain is coming from. My feet drag me clumsily out of the woodland, and I straighten up and follow my conscious. The pain becoming stronger and I begin to run through the yard and into the church. It is then that I know I'm feeling the vampires' pain. As I reach the corner where the basement door is, I hear Steve talking to Gabe. I stand and listen in quietly.
"The Damn Vampire should just tell us where the rest of the nest is." Steve says. "I can carry on trying to get the information out; I won't stop until he does. Fucking vampires, monsters don't deserve to be on this earth" Gabe says and I can hear the hatred in his voice.
"Go clean up, the silver will hold him for now. We will leave him in the silver, maybe he will give in soon enough." Steve says and I hear his shoes walking towards where I am. I realise I have been holding my breath as I take in a lungful and begin to walk off hoping he won't notice.
Bad Luck he did. "Annabella. I thought you were with Sarah." He comes and walks up beside me. Quickly I blurt out an excuse.
"I was but I just wanted to come inside as the sun was giving me a headache." I look up at him then away down at my shoes, both of us walking side by side down the hallway.
"Ahh, well I can take you home if you like." He suggests. I shake my head.
"No, it's okay. I think I'm going to go into the church." And I walk through the double doors and take a seat. Luckily Steve doesn't follow. The pain in my chest has receded a little, but it was still strong. Waiting a couple of minutes, I retrace my steps until I'm outside of the basement.
Crossing my fingers, I try and push the door and fortunately it opens up. They forgot to lock it. I really do need to get a key cut. The first thing that hits me is the small of blood; it hangs strongly in the air. I take a deep breath and make my way down the stairs not looking up until I am at the bottom, and when I do I gasp. My heart beat is rising. Godric sat tied down with the Silver burning his skin. The sizzling of his skin is faint but can still be heard, and his white linens he wore, were stained with blood. Then I looked into his eyes, and the pain in my chest returned tenfold. His eyes were pitched black and his fangs were elongated outwards, and at this moment even though he was defenceless and tied down he looked truly like a vampire.