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Ch. 15 Reality Check

Finding our way to Peter Vincent's wasn't a hard task. Charley had obviously been here before. The lights from the Casino felt like a sense of security. No way, a vampire would follow us here, right. Charley was more worried about Jerry visiting the hospital with his mom, then him finding us. Charley had put crosses all over her room.

"This guy is going to help us, right?" I asked Charley.

"I'm certain of it. He threw me out before, so I don't see why he would call if it wasn't to help," Charley said reasonably.

"You think he's a real vampire expert," I asked. "Kind of impossible, right?"

"No more impossible then you and Ed together," Charley shrugged. Amy glared at him and elbowed him.

"Sorry," Charley said looking apologetic.

"It's ok…" I said looking out the window.

"If it helps, I'm grateful you believe me," Charley said.

"I'm just glad we lost the vampire," I said. Amy nodded in agreement. I could tell Amy was just as afraid as me.

"Here we are," Charley said parking in the Casino Parking lot. Even in the dark, the building shined.

The doorman allowed us to go up to Peter Vincent's loft. Apparently he was expecting us. He looked a whole lot different then he looked on TV. For one thing, his hair wasn't black and long. It was short and reddish brown. He was clean shaving, and didn't have the tattoos or piercings. He looked better this way, though his leather pants looked too tight.

"So you decided to be helpful," Charley said.

"Who are these charming ladies?" Peter said eyeing us.

"I'm Amy, and this is Annie," Amy said.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Vincent," I said shaking his hand after Amy.

"Wow," He said looking at me curiously. "You look like her…"

"Who?" I asked.

"My mother…" Peter said. I looked at the man confused. I didn't expect him to say such a thing.

"What was the information you have for us?"

"Hang on," Peter says turning to me. "How old are you?"

"18 in about a week," I replied. "Why?"

"What is your birthday?" He asked softly.

"May 18,"

"What does that have to do with?" Charley asked. Peter ignored him. Peter's attention was only on me.

"What are your parents like?" He asked.

"My dad's a lawyer and Mom's a former soldier…." I said. "But I'm adopted…."

"Do you have a scar on you back?" Peter asked. My eyes widen. Ed was the only one that would know about that. It had to be a lucky guess, right.

"I… How did you know that," I said voice faltering.

"It's impossible, I'm been trying to find you for years…" I moved back

"I don't know what you're talking about sir," I said shakily.

"I had a sister, and I think you might be her," Peter said.

"No, that's impossible," I said feeling like the walls were closing in on me. There was no way this man could be my brother.

"Look while this is touching, we came here for information." Amy reminded us.

"Of course, but I can't believe you're here," Peter said looking at me.

"I can't deal with this," I said. I turned heel walked out the door. It was all too much. I needed to get out of her. I was starting to get a real headache.

I went back to the car. I didn't really care how dangerous it was. All was deep sadness. Everything in my life seemed to be messed up. First Ed disappeared, and now I met my supposed biological brother. Then there was this whole vampire thing. I never felt so lost. It was even worse than the time my mom was deployed overseas. At least I had Ed that time. Now I didn't even have that anymore. Looking back my life was good, I just didn't know it.

I sat in my fifth hour math class. Our teacher, Mr. Carlson was boring as ever, and I wasn't really paying attention. Mr. Carlson also seemed to hate me. I never understood why. Amy said it was because girls probably always rejected in High School. For whatever reason, he hated me, therefore, I hated Geometry. The only bonus in class was that I had a class with Ed. He of course looked attentively at the board. I smirked. I thought he looked adorable when he did this. Though, I though he looked adorable doing a lot of things. I decided to text him to see if I could break his concentration.

Are you really listening to him? I wrote.

I watched him for a few minutes and noticed the tell-tale signs of someone checking their phone. I didn't usually do this, but I was bored enough. I looked down at my phone after a couple of minutes and he responded.

I actually stopped listen a while ago. He wrote back. I smirked that.

Already know it, do you? I replied.

Of course! I could imagine the smirk on his face.

I looked up to see Mr. Carson coming my way. I quickly put away my phone. He looked at me without his usual look of disdain. He looked almost serious, and if I wasn't mistaken a look of pity. Suddenly I had a bad feeling.

"You're needed in the Principles' office, Miss Welsh," He said calmly.

"Ok," I said quickly grabbing my books.

It was my mother. She was in a hospital fighting for her life. She was being sent to a hospital in the states, California. My dad was going down there as soon as he could, and I was going to go later when she was out of the intensive care. I didn't go home right away. I just sat in my car, crying.

"Annie" I looked up as Ed called. I unlocked the car door. He was wet from the rain. I hadn't noticed it started raining.

"What happened?" He asked.

"My mom," was all I said and I feel apart. He wrapped his arms around me.

"Is she going to be ok?" He whispered as he stroke my hair.

"There not sure, a bomb went off…." I chocked.

"I'm so sorry Ann," He said kissing my forehead.

"Dad's leaving right now to go to the hospital," I said.

"You shouldn't be alone," He said.

"What do you suggest?" I said drying my eyes.

"Let's go to the pier,"

We stayed out all night that night. Eventually we had fallen asleep on the beach. I had almost forgotten that my mother was fighting for her life. When I finally got to see my mom, I was able to face it. She looked very different then when I last saw her. Even that now didn't seem too bad by comparison.

I looked up at a sound of footsteps. It was a UPS Man. I frowned it was almost midnight. I took a closure look. It couldn't be. I must be seeing things, I had to. As he went inside the lobby, I followed him. I managed to find my way up to Peter Vincent's apartment. That was when all hell went through.

"Ed?"

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