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Chapter 6-Just What I Do

-The House-
(Toni's POV)

The only way to describe the past few hours is holy crap!

Another thing, do you know how hard it is to have sex on a leather couch when you're a vegan? It's highly disturbing; I'll never be able to look at a cow the same again.

I was lying in bed, of course I couldn't sleep. I was still to wound up. The only reason I had left was so the Josef could actually get some work done.

So what if we weren't anything special, the man was a god when it came to sex.

Just because of the great sex I had experienced throughout the night didn't mean I forgot about what I had heard earlier. Dad had called Josef his 'sire'. What the hell is a sire? And what the hell does it mean that he marked me?

I never got to ask those questions, I was a little tied up at the time.

"Shit."

I rubbed my face, all I wanted to do was sleep, but I couldn't, this really sucks.

-Noon-

I finally got to sleep by 4, and didn't wake up until 12.

I had the weirdest dreams ever, they all centered around Josef. What the hell?

When I walked down stairs I smelt the familiar smell of Vegan bacon...

Something's up.

When I got to the kitchen Evita wasn't cooking, my dad was.

Now something's defiantly wrong.

Evita was sitting at the table sipping on a cup of coffee; Anita was sitting there reading her book. Evita looked up and gave me a warm smile.

"Well, good morning sleepy head."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "You know mood swings are a sign of drug abuse."

"That's not funny Toni."

My dad said as he put the Vegan bacon on a plate and handed it to me.

"What, you don't want any?"

He shook his head. "I'm not hungry."

"But you're always hungry."

He shook his head. "Not anymore."

I looked over at Evita, she was smiling at me, and Anita was still reading.

"Why do I feel like I suddenly stepped into the Stepford Wives or something?"

My dad sighed. "Anita go to your room."

She didn't argue, just closed her book and got up. As she walked by me she kissed me on the cheek and squeezed my hand.

"You should sit down Toni." My dad pulled out the chair across from Evita.

"What's this, some sort of intervention?"

"Toni now's not a time for jokes."

I bit my lip, I walked over and sat down, he sat next to Evita.

"This...is hard to say, so I think I should start at the beginning." My dad looked at Evita like he was asking for support. He squeezed his hand.

"Last year, just about a week after you left, I started getting sick, I don't even know how to explain how awful I felt Toni, it was bad. I went to the doctor, they ran test and what they found out wasn't good."

I just stared at him. Was he telling me he was dying?

"They found out that I had lung cancer, I guess that's what happens when you grow up with a mom and a dad who both smoke. They told me there was nothing they could do for me, basically said to get my affairs in order, that I probably wouldn't make it through the year. I...I didn't know what to do; I didn't tell anyone for a while, only Evita and Anita knew. It wasn't until Josef cornered me and forced me to tell him that I told someone outside the family."

He took a deep breath and continued.

"He told me he could help me, said he would do it because he felt I should live, that I had two daughters who needed me here. He said he would give me a few nights to think about it, and get back to him. I honestly don't know why I didn't think about it before, I've known Josef since before you were born, I've always known what he was, I guess I was scared to ask him..."

"Dad...you're confusing me..."

He looked at me, his eyes showed his tiredness. His whole face was pale.

"I came back a week later, told him yes, he warned me of all the bad things that could happen, said that I could slip into a coma in the middle of the change, but I still felt it was worth the chance to live longer."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm a vampire, I have been for about 9 months now. So is Josef, and most people that work for him."

I sat there for a while, and then busted out laughing. "Is this your way of trying to get me to stay away from Josef? Cause if it is, it's really lame."

"Think about it Toni, all the signs are there, you never see me eat anymore, I don't drink coffee, I sleep during the day...you've suspected something was up, well this is it."

"Josef can't be a vampire..."

"Yes he is, he's over 400 years old."

"Funny, for a dead man he sure looks good...well...hey dad, so do you, congratulations!"

"Don't you find it weird that we won't leave you at home alone? We didn't want you to find anything; I wanted to be the one to tell you."

I looked up at him, he was completely serious.

I stared back down at my hands and started to hyperventilate.

I couldn't breath, my dad got up to try and help me, but I pushed the chair back and moved away from him.

"Not...right...now..."

Was all I could get out. I tried to breath slower. When I finally got in under control I looked back up at him.

"You're a vampire..."

He nodded.

"Josef's a vampire..."

He nodded again.

I pointed at Evita. "And you, are you a vampire too?"

"No, I'm not."

"Good, that makes 2 to 1 vampire/human ratio. Means I'm not alone."

"Toni...this doesn't change anything..."

I shook my head. "You're wrong dad, it does, it changes everything..."

"Toni, please, I'm still your father..."

"You're dead, and didn't even tell me until you had to because you were scared I would find out on my own. I also just found out that a man who I had sex with is 400 years old, so forgive me for being a little touchy."

I saw the sadness in my dad's eyes, but I felt no guilt for hurting him. He had hurt me, he didn't even bother to tell me he was dying, I think I was more freaked out by that than by the fact that vampires were real.

"He's still the same man; he just, sleeps in a freezer, and drinks..."

I held my hand up to stop her. "If you finish that sentence I will walk over and puke on you."

"I don't want you to be scared to be around me Toni."

I looked at him and sighed. "Yea...I think I'm gonna pack my bags and head home...this is a little much right now."

Evita put her head in her hands, my dad just nodded.

I turned and ran up the stairs.

-4 hours later-

There were no flights available for today, but I was able to get a train.

I walked down the stairs, my dad wasn't speaking to me, no one was. What did they expect? 'Oh daddy you're a vampire? That's so cool!' Sorry, but anyone who reacts like that needs to get their Prozac dosage lowered.

I walked out to the waiting cab.

My train didn't leave for another 3 hours.

I had something important to do.

-The Office-

I walked in, duffle bag and all. Bethany wasn't there yet, but I knew Josef was. He seemed to get here before everyone else.

I walked to his office and didn't even knock; I mean what was there to hide from me now?

He was sitting behind his desk, when the door opened he looked up. At first he was angry, but when he saw it was me his face lightened up.

"What? Evita piss you off again?"

"No...I just came by to tell you goodbye."

I dropped the duffle bag on the floor, he just stared at me.

"Why are you leaving? I thought you were here for another week?"

"Yea, well things have changed."

He got up and walked over to me. He leaned down to kiss me and I moved out of the way.

"What the hell?" He asked as I walked toward his couch.

I pointed at it. "This is a dead animal you know that right? You sit your ass on a dead animals skin everyday...But I guess it doesn't matter to you right? You probably want to suck my blood too right? I'm sure you do, I guess I'm lucky that you didn't during sex."

I looked up him and he stuck his hands in his pockets.

"No, I don't like vegan blood."

"Oh so if I wasn't vegan you would have killed me and drank my blood, right?"

He glared at me. "No, I defiantly wouldn't have killed you, and I would only have drunk your blood if you were willing, obviously you aren't."

I nodded sarcastically. "Yea, I'm not going to be opening a vein for anyone anytime soon."

"So that's why you're leaving? Brian told you he's a vampire and you can't accept it?"

I glared at him. "Well excuse me for not being perfectly okay with my father being undead."

"Would you rather him be in the ground? Cause that's where he would be if it wasn't for me."

"Oh yes, I'm so sorry, I guess I owe you so fucking much right? I'm being selfish, I should forget about the fact that my dad has basically lied to me for the last year and focus on that fact that you saved my dad. I'm sorry how rude of me."

"You're a real bitch you know that?"

"So I've been told many times."

I walked past him and picked up my bag.

"You can't tell anyone, you know that right?"

"Yes, because so many people would believe me."

I walked out, I didn't even look back. This time, I didn't feel him watching me leave.