"I just feel…foolish." Kyrie said from behind the closed bedroom door. She looked down at the skirt she wore. White with blue and pink pin stripes at the bottom. It only came down to just above her knees. The shoes she wore laced with ties while the socks came up to only her mid ankle. Her top was stark white and buttoned up the front. It didn't have an sleeves leaving Kyrie feeling naked.
Not the she had ever minded that before but in the last century or so she had began to appreciate the modesty that heavy clothing provided. She was able to feel as if she could hide in the garments.
In the clothes she wore she felt as if she were standing out. Godric had insisted she give up the less fashionable straight as a pin appearance she had seemed to favor over the course of the last decade.
"Nonsense Kyrie. I'm certain it suits you. Let me see." Godric said with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"I feel so exposed. My skin is showing." Kyrie stated.
"Exposed? This coming from the girl who used to roam the woods with me topless?" Godric replied sounding genuinely confused.
Kyrie swore she felt the heat of a blush cover her cheeks as she steeled herself and opened the door wide.
"Fine! Happy now then?" She asked loudly placing her hands against her hips and cocking them slightly.
"Yes, as a matter of fact. You look lovely as always my Kyrie." Godric said.
"Good." She stated with a nod of satisfaction. "Lord knows your happiness is what matters here." Godrics smirk dropped as his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Oh really? Is that how it's going to be then?" He wondered. "Well fine then. I guess I will just have to explore the carnival on my own."
"The carnival? We're going to the carnival?" Kyrie asked excitedly.
"No. I am going, you've lost your chance." He replied in mock irritation. Godric turned around as if he were ready to leave when Kyrie jumped onto his back and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"No you don't Godric! You are most certainly not leaving with out me!" She demanded.
"Now, now Kyrie…is that really any way for a lady to act?" He questioned as he tried not to laugh.
"A lady? Ha! My Godric you really are full of it tonight aren't you?" She said laying a gentle kiss against his neck.
"Promise me more of that later and I will do what ever you ask of me." He said softly.
"You should know by now that I would anyways. Even if you were to leave me behind." Kyrie retorted.
"Well then, lets go. We can take the motorcycle."
"Kyrie what are you wearing? You look ridiculous!" Godric could hardly contain his laugh. "Is that flowers you've laced into your hair?"
"Why yes it is. This is called, tye-dye Godric. Really, get with the times." She stated smugly.
"I suppose the world is just changing a bit to fast. Especially the fashions." He replied. Kyrie wrapped her arms around her maker and laid a soft kiss against his lips.
"Maybe it's simply because you have become to old." She said with a laugh.
"Perhaps." Godric replied kissing her back.
"It's called disco Kyrie!" Godric shouted to her over the music that he blared out of the car stereo.
"It sounds awful!" She shouted back. The night air whipped through their hair as Godric drove the convertible along the flat stretch of highway.
"It is not awful Kyrie. You just don't know what music is." He replied.
"Oh, no…I do know music and that is not music!" She placed her hands over her ears to try and drown out the noise to no avail.
"Bottoms up." Godric said holding the bottle up towards Kyries.
"Cheers." She replied. It felt odd bringing the glass to her lips knowing that it wasn't really blood. It smelled somewhat like it and seemed to have the same consistency.
The pair watched the other carefully as they sipped the contents at the same time and both spit it out immediately.
"Oh dear God, that's awful." Godric said sticking his tongue out.
"Terrible, terrible." Kyrie said. "That's just not good."
"I know it is Kyrie but this stuff, we have to set an example." Godric replied.
"As per order of the authority?" She questioned. Kyrie watched as Godric took a hearty swig of this proto-blood concoction and grimaced.
"Wow. I can honestly say a vic I didn't think I'd ever see you owning a video store." Kyrie said as she walked through the doors of her progenys business.
"Trust me when I tell you it wasn't by choice." Eric replied. "How come Godric isn't with you?"
"He's been busy. The authority is attempting to mainstream vampires allegedly. It has taken up much of your fathers time." She said.
"I can imagine." Eric said. "What a mess that will be."
"Lets just pray that someone in the head office or whatever the hell it is they have now has some sense in their heads to know what a mistake that would be."
Kyrie placed her arm across the other side of the bed where Godric normally slept. She grasped at the empty space momentarily before opening her eyes a crack. Sleepily she rubbed at her face before sitting up. It wasn't the first time as of late that she had awoken only to find her maker had somehow vanished either right before dawn or right after dusk. In the last few years Kyrie had watched Godric become hollowed out. He was forlorn and distant, quiet and always deep in thought. She could recall a few instances from the past, before Eric or Nora, where Godric would take on a seemingly other worldly quality to him. It was then that she was always able to see past the boyish exterior to see the true being that lay inside. Those moments had always been few and fleeting but this wasn't the same. She could see his melancholy drape him at first before becoming a full on shroud that surrounded him.
It had begun with the great revelation three years prior. Vampires were officially out of the coffin, as social media loved to describe it. Godric had been one that was against it from the start. Along with a few others they brought their case to the american chapter of the vampire authority for it only to fall on ultimately deaf ears. Those against it proposed that the authority had their own agenda to follow and follow it they would despite how it would affect the mass population.
Kyrie stated at the wall shaking her head. It had been a mistake for both vampires and humans alike for them to make their existence known. Vampires weren't meant to live among the human population. Everything about it just gave her a feeling of dread that hadn't subsided. There had been a few in the beginning who weren't able to meet the demands that this new life style made upon them. Those individuals were made an example of. Main stream or meet the true death.
Kyrie, as she always had done, kept mostly to herself and only made appearances on Godrics behalf for his support. She just knew that simply being by his side wasn't good enough anymore. She couldn't reach him at all. There had been points in their history together where they hadn't spoken to one another for some time out of anger or had distanced themselves from the other for the sake of their sanity but this was different.
Godric was putting up a blockade. From what Kyrie had observed he was trying to disappear until he vanished completely and perhaps he thought that no one would miss him. At least that was what she thought his mind set was, it was hard to tell. It wasn't simply a small rut of depression Godric had gotten himself into, no, he was trying to bury himself, if not literally then figuratively. Kyrie understood that point of utter despair, where your existence seems pointless and cruel. She knew if at the time she had went to ground for as long as she had that emotionally no one would have been able to reach her. That was why she had simply given up on Godric.
It had been at long time since she had cared enough to go searching for him or attempt to call his cell phone when he would wander away. He had stopped feeding all together making him weaker than she had ever seen. At first when Godric had began leaving for days and nights at a time she had spent many wakeful hours crying in despair when she couldn't find him and it was almost dawn. She felt like a terrible progeny for simply wanting her maker to snap out of it when her attempts to help him had failed. As time went on and his behavior continued she just stopped caring.
How Godric kept managing to escape was uncertain. She was more than sure that he wasn't resting during the day anymore but it was unclear how he could leave so quickly after the sun went down as she awoke soon after. With a shrug and a sigh she stood up from the bed. It wasn't even really worth thinking about. Godric would return silently and not speak to her at all as he had been doing. All she had to do was wait. Except that Godric didn't return.
A week came and went until it became two nearly three. Isabella and Stan reported him missing to the authority while Kyrie sequestered herself in her room to avoid their questions and condemning stares. The two underlings knew better than anyone that Kyrie had stopped caring what happened to Godric. She felt the blame roll off of them and decided it was best to leave them to their pointless task.
Kyrie looked up from the book she was reading. No, that wasn't entirely accurate. It wasn't that she didn't care. She cared far too much and that was why she had become so impartial. If she let it crack through then she would be beside herself with worry and that wouldn't do anyone any good. She was simply preparing herself for the worst,whatever that may be.
Her cell phone vibrated against her vanity table where it lay. She didn't have to look at it to know that it was Eric. He had been blowing up her phone over the past twenty four hours with texts and calls. She had yet to answer any. The last thing Kyrie felt like was getting the third degree from her progeny.
A soft knock fell against her door which she ignored. It became steadier and louder. Aggravated Kyrie tossed her book aside and stood to grab her phone. She plugged her headphones in to listen to music when she saw the last text that Eric had sent.
'Open the door mama.'
"Great. Just fucking great." She swore under her breath. She trudged to the door knowing that if she left Eric waiting for to long he would break the door in. Eric hurried in as soon as it was unlocked wasting no time. He appeared frazzled and even out of breath in his worry. Kyrie plopped down on the armoire flipping through some internet screen.
"Why didn't you call to tell me that Godric was missing?" Eric asked. He was using his soft spoken voice. It held a calming and caring quality to it but she knew that it could flip at any given moment to an accusatory one.
"What Godric does or does not do is not of anyone else's concern. Not yours or mine." She replied flatly. She could feel her progenys stare drill a hole into her.
"Kyrie, he has been missing for two weeks. Aren't you the least bit concerned?" He asked becoming annoyed.
"Godric is older and stronger than both of us combined. He can take care of himself." She stated with a shrug.
"Dear God, what the hell has happened to you? I can remember a time when you were consumed by the thought of our maker. When all you did was pine for him but now you just, you simply don't care." Eric said astounded as Kyrie made no motion to indicate otherwise.
Kyrie placed her phone down feeling weary. She had tried everything to get through to Godric. She had wanted to reach him so badly during that first year and a half. Everything she had tried had proven useless. Kyrie swallowed hard and clenched her fists gently feeling her anger come boiling over to the surface. She stood turning to face her progeny.
"That's right Eric. You are quite right, of course you are, why wouldn't you be?" She quipped. "It's not as if you have been here to see what has become of our maker, to see the change in him that has taken place in him."
"Then tell me Kyrie. Explain to me what the hell is going on so then I can find him." Eric retorted.
"Find him? Eric don't you think that Godric would have been found if he had wanted to be." Kyrie said.
"You aren't thinking that he vanished intentionally do you? Or put himself in immediate danger?" He asked. Kyrie let out a sigh allowing her back to slump in her seat.
"He just doesn't have any will left in him to live." She replied.
"No. You...you're lying!" Eric shouted angrily. Kyrie looked up at the irate face of her progeny sadly and only shook her head.
"Oh Eric, I wish you had been here. Maybe then, maybe things would have been different but I doubt it." She said lowering her gaze back to her phone.
"I don't care what you say. I am going to find Godric, our maker, and bring him home." Eric stated exiting the room in a hurry. Kyrie sat quietly placing the ear buds for her headphones turning on her internet radio.