Samuel has had me confused as of late. He had been keeping himself from me. Not answering my calls, cancelling dates. And telling me "No need to rush now." Such a strange contrast from when we first met. Was he already losing interest? That couldn't be it. He still spoke to me with interest when he did actually do it. Since we out dinner date last saturday at my Mansion, we had become distant. And I felt myself ache at the thought of him getting bored with me.
I call him one night, thinking of him.
"Hello?" Samuel's voice answered.
"Samuel." I say sternly.
"Hello darling, What's the matter?" He says, noticing the sternness in my tone.
"Are you free tonight?" I ask, hopeful.
He pauses, I am suspicious.
"I might be." He says slowly. I put my brows together in annoyance.
"Well, i'm coming over." I say, stubborn.
"No.." He sounded spacy.
"What did you just say?"
"I said no."
His words cut me like a knife. How could he say no to me? How could he keep doing this? I grit my teeth.
"Well I miss you. And I want to see you." I admit. Trying to keep my hurt and anger out of my tone.
"I miss you too dear, but I can't tonight." He answers me softly, a apologetic tone.
I sigh, not wanting to let my disappointment show.
"Well, deary, I must go." He says politely.
"All right then, goodbye." I say in a low tone.
But before I hung up, I heard another voice in the background, a small giggle. I sounded female.
Hm
"Who's that?" I ask quickly. I felt my anger building again. Who was that feminine voice? Was he hiding something? I wanted to know what he was keeping from me.
"N-no one." He stutters, "I must go now! Bye dear!" He panics, and hangs up the phone. I slam the phone down. I was irate.
"That son of a bitch!" I yell to myself, Walter comes in once he hears my distress.
"Sir Integra?" He questions. "Are you all right?"
"No. I am not." I say, standing up, taking my coat off the hanger in my office, I put it on quickly. Walter's eyes wide. "What's going on? Where are you going?" I do not answer my butler right away.
"Samuel has an emergency, if you need me, you have his number." I state and leave down the hall. Walter tries to follow me. But I walk too fast for him, I take the car keys out of my pocket hand go to the garage attached to the manor, I get into the car and drive quickly to the front gate, my guards letting me out quickly when they see the look of anger on my face.
That sly dog, how could he do this! How could he cheat on me! I had nothing but hatred in my heart now. Hate and hurt on my face as I look into the rear view mirror as I drove to his manor, I was going to confront him. I felt be betrayed. But I suppose that's what I get. That's what I get for getting over you, this is my krama for not staying where I was. Miserable with you. A person who I could not be with completely. Not even a person, an abomination more like. Ever since I had drank your blood from your chest, a night in which I wish I could forget, I always felt attached to you. I always felt as if I couldn't escape no matter how far I got away from you. I will never stop trying to get away from you, even if I must control you. I hate you just as much as I hate him right now.
My heart felt as if it was going to fall out of my chest as I approached his manor. The guards let me in without question, since I had been courting with him I am sure of. I pull into the driveway calmly. I get out and slam the door. I approach the door, and I knock. Vincent answers the door, shocked at my sudden arrival.
"Oh, Sir Integra! Samuel isn't suspecting visitors at the moment." His face looked as if he had something to hide. He did not look me in the eye.
"Out of my way Vincent, this is important." I say, in a stern voice. "Step aside." I say, moving past him. He tries to stop me, but I push past him. He continues to follow me in the hallway.
"Where is he?" I demand.
"He's in the din." He says reluctant to say so. I nod, then I push past the dins double doors, ready to catch him with another woman, my eyes fighting the tears, my teeth gritted together. I look around the room, but found nothing. Nothing but a little girl standing there, a smile on her face. She waved at me. I cover my mouth in shock. Tears flowing down my cheeks.
His daughter.
"Who's there?" I hear Samuel's voice ask of his daughter.
"A woman." She answers. Staring at me with big green eyes. Her long lashes flickered.
"Huh?" He questions, walking into my field of view, "Who?" He looks down at her, she points. He turns his head towards me, and his jaw drops.
I still have my mouth covered. Tears flowing from my eyes. I turn around. Running out of the room. How could I have been so stupid? I knew he had a daughter, why did I react like this? I leaned against the wall and sobbed. I acted like a damn lunatic. I felt my heart race, wondering if Samuel is angry with me, I hear the footsteps of Samuel approaching. Oh god! I do not look up as he stand before me.
"Integra.." he takes my hands gently. I do not look at him, I am far too embarrassed. "Look at me." I do reluctantly. My eyes filled with my tears.
"I'm sorry." I say weakly. He strokes my cheek.
"It's okay, I should have been honest." He says. "I should have told you she was here." He hugs me tightly. I hug him back.
"Is that why you have been distant?" I ask. Looking up at him. He sighs.
"Yes, I She has been here for awhile. I just didn't want to scare you off." He explains. I raise my eyebrow.
"Well, since we are in the early stages in our relationship, I didn't want to feel like I was shoving motherhood in your face." He explains, laughing nervously, he scratches the back of his head. Then wraps his arm around me again.
"Is that why you have been ignoring me?" I say, my voice full of hurt and offense. "I knew you had a daughter when I got with you, if I wasn't okay with it, I would have said something." I sniffle, my tears drying.
"I'm sorry, I suppose I wasn't thinking." He says apologetically.
"I guess it's all right. Just be honest with me next time please?" I look into his eyes. He nods. We hug for awhile, I enjoy his strong embrace. Then I pull away slowly.
"Where is she?" I say, a pleasant, small smile on my face.
"She's still in the din." He answers me. I turn to go back where I found her. I walk in quietly, Samuel following behind me.
She was sitting on the small love seat by the window. The sunlight shining through her ringlets of hair. She plays with a small toy, and her feet dangle off the couch.
"Hello." I say softly to the little girl.
Constance was her name. Constance. A name I do not hear often. She turns to me. She smiles. A gap in he front teeth, a small one, I hadn't noticed it till now. It added a certain charm. It didn't fit her face really. But her eyes brought her face together, her eyes far too big, and so was her hair. Her hair was fizzy and bouncy. This also added her charm.
"Hello." She says back. Her eyes fluttered again. "What's your name?" She asks me.
"Integra." I answer, smiling still.
"That's a strange name." She says honestly. I chuckle.
"Well my father named me." I say.
"You don't have a mom?" She asks, tilting her head.
"I did." I say, still smiling.
"Oh." She continues to stare at me, her smile gone, and I can feel mine starting to fade as well. She gives an odd look, her eyes trying to figure me out.
"What is your name?" I now ask her.
"Constance. My mom named me." She answers. I nod. I cross my legs. She follows, crossing her legs too.
"I like that name." I say. "It's quite the scarce name." I add. "I hardly ever hear it."
She smiles brightly, I suppose she was happy her name was so uncommon. Like a bage.
I smile brightly back. She stands up, her mary janes click as the touch the floor. She wore a pink blouse, a grey skirt, and a green cardigan. Samuel stands behind her, and his hands he puts gentle on her shoulder. She looks up at her father and greets him.
"Is she your friend daddy?" Connie asks her father.
"Well, she's a bit more than just a friend." he says. "Her and I have entered a relationship." He says in a formal manner, jeez Samuel.
"So you are together?" She asks sweetly. Samuel nods. She then looks at me. "So you are going to be my new mommy?"
I almost choke on nothing. Samuel laughs nervously, loudly, patting her shoulder. His cheeks red.
"Well it's a bit early for that." He says. Picking her up. He quickly changes the subject, noticing how shocked I was.
Oh no.
This is was something I hadn't really thought about. If Samuel and I would continue our relationship, then I would be this child's mother, I would be a mother, I was okay with him having children from a previous marriage. But I do not think I am ready for such things, now I see why he hid from me.
With you, I wouldn't have to worry about that, when I would have been turned, reproduction was out of this question. Vampires could not reproduce, at least not vampires as old as you. It was something I remember us talking about before you would turn me. And if that is something that I wanted. Now it wasn't, at the time at least. I did need an heir to succeed me in my organization. But nor vampire or Step child could do that. I needed a human child, that comes from me to do so. And I didn't want that either. At least the last time I thought about it. But now I have entered a relationship, so now I have to decide. Samuel had wonderful genes. If I had to have children, I would chose him.
"You're father is right." I say standing up, crossing my arms. I look down at the little girl's head. She was tall, how old was she? She couldn't be no older than four. Now I feel bad, samuel must have told me her age. I rub my temple.
"Would you like to go for a little stroll Connie deary?" Samuel asks her. She nods. He gestures me to follow them outside in the backyard. The yard had really come together finally, after months. The grass was a vibrate green, and the blue and white roses did complete the look quite nicely. I was glad I suggested it to him. Samuel sets Connie down, and she runs around the maze, picking the flowers, getting them into a nice bundle, she gives it to me. What a sweet gesture.
"Thank you." I say, nodding my head.
"You're welcome." She stands on her toes before running off. She runs around the fountain's edge, Samuel and I sit on a bench, watch her. Making sure she did not fall in. She seemed to be pushing it, standing close to the edge. She seemed so energetic, so cheery. I liked her. She could bring some happiness to my manor perhaps. Maybe I should invite them over later. It would make sense, since I want to be serious with Samuel at some point. I might as well be comfort with the idea. Of course I would have to keep a close eye. To make sure she didn't go anywhere she shouldn't. I want to get to know this child, like I did samuel. I want to know them both.
Nobody truly knows anybody.
Your voice echoes in my mind, as if it's a warning. Hm. I shake it off.