Chapter 8: Somnium

"Hey...what's your name again?" Trina asked with an annoyed tone as she stood outside the entrance to Fangtasia.

"Ginger." The employee answered as she walked by.

"Right. Can you tell Pam that I need to see her?"

"Sure thing, Cupcake. Why don't you come in?" The ditsy blonde grinned.

"Uh, no. Just please tell her to come out?"

"No need." The two were quickly joined by the vampire who overheard them with her strong sense of hearing from inside.

Ginger quickly scattered off before Trina spoke. "Here." She reached into her bag, pulling out the outfit from the night before and handing it to the vampire.

Pam took them, smiling at the woman who refused to look up at her. "Where are your little human friends?" She asked.

"I came without them." The suddenly shy brunette answered. They stood in an awkward silence for a minute before Trina turned to leave. But before she could get away, she felt a freezing hand on her arm.

"Where's your ride tonight?" Pam noticed that the limo Trina usually hired was not there.

"I came in a cab."

"And where is said cab?" The blonde asked when the human finally turned back around.

"The driver didn't want to park anywhere near here. Can you honestly blame him?" She snapped.

Pam let go of her arm and she walked away, heading for the taxi down the next alley. She felt relieved, ridding herself from that place for good. Just as she turned down the dark alley, she stopped in her tracks seeing that the chicken of a cab driver drove away without her or his money from her. She sighed, rolling her eyes and checking her bag for some spare change so she could walk to the nearest phone booth and call for another taxi. All she had was cash and she blew air out her mouth in frustration. "Great." She said aloud to herself. "Who's there?" She looked up, thinking she heard something and she was right.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Pam said as she snuck up on the human.

Trina jumped, letting out a small yelp. She put a hand on her chest as her bag fell to the ground between them. "Nothing."

"Your cab driver left didn't he?"

"No, I sent him home."

"And why would you do something like that." Pam smiled down at Trina's bag.

"Because I wanted to walk." Trina lied.

"Mhmm…"

The brunette attempted to bend over and pick up her pocketbook, but before she could, her lips were locked with the vampire's. She tried with all her might to fight her off, but she couldn't. She knew that she didn't want to. She finally closed her eyes, losing herself more in the kiss and she felt the cold hands beginning to untie the halter spaghetti strap around her neck. She reached around, grabbing Pam's hands and stopping her.

"No." She said to her, wanting desperately to be away from this intoxicating woman forever.

All of a sudden, Pam's mouth opened, revealing her fangs and she bit down on the brunette's neck.

Trina shot up in her bed, hugging the covers to herself. She looked to her side, seeing Janet and Susan sleeping peacefully and she sighed, remembering where she was finally. A hand reached up to touch her forehead and she slowly got out of the bed, walking into the bathroom. A part of her was so grateful it was just a dream. Tomorrow night she'd bring back the clothes, taking Janet and Susan with her in case she got attacked or anything and she would definitely keep the same limo driver as he was not a chicken shit. She left the bathroom and returned to the bed, laying wide awake for the rest of the night as she feared she'd dream of Pamela again.

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"Why don't you wanna go back?" Janet asked in the morning as the three of them ate breakfast in their hotel suite.

"Yeah, yesterday you were all excited to go back and pretty much begging us to go with you. What changed?" Susan wondered, taking a sip of her coffee, trying to get over her major hangover.

"What changed is I now have had my fun and I think it'd be best if we steered clear of any vampires from now on." Trina answered, biting a piece of toast. "We do have to go back so I can give Pat back her clothes, but after that we're leaving."

"Pat? You mean Pam?" Janet corrected.

"Oh, yeah. Whatever." Trina knew her name. She got it wrong on purpose, forcing herself to forget about her if she could and pretending she didn't mean a thing to her in front of Janet and Susan.

"Yeah, I'm so sorry about your dressing getting ruined." Susan exclaimed. "Are you sure I couldn't TRY to get the stain out? I'm really good with stains."

"No, no. That Tru Blood definitely ruined it for good." Again, another lie.

"I'm sorry that man spilled it on you. That was one of your favorite dresses." Janet noted.

"Yeah, no. It's alright."

"And your shoes? It's a shame they broke." Susan added, remembering Trina's fake story about how she fell down the basement stairs when Pam showed her that night.

"Really, it's fine. I've got a ton more clothes and shoes back home. I just can't wait to be back." She said the second part more to herself and the other two grew more curious at her sudden mood change from the day before. She didn't know why she wouldn't tell them the truth...Perhaps it was because they could both be a bit too worrisome at times and she didn't want them to each have a minor stroke if she ever told them what really happened. She heard Janet in her head if she'd told them…"Oh, Trina. We should take you to the hospital to get looked at. Just in case. I knew those vampires would be too dangerous. I told you we shouldn't have gone back. I told you I wanted to go back home that first night." Or Susan, who would try to sugarcoat her criticism. "Trina, you need to be more careful. Maybe from now on we shouldn't take anymore spontaneous trips to strange states. Everytime I try something new with you, it gets someone hurt. It was a matter of time that YOU were the one getting hurt."

"Oooo, next vacation I know where we should go." Janet interrupted Trina's thoughts. "Bali."

"Oh yeah. Great idea!" Susan agreed.

"I'm not sure about another vacation for awhile." Trina solemnly replied. She stood from the table and headed up to the master bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"Trina?" Susan said as she walked away. When she was gone, she looked to Janet. "What do you think is getting to her? She seems so different after last night."

"Yeah, I noticed too. Perhaps she's finally feeling the loss of the baby?" Janet said as quiet as she could.

"I can hear you!" Trina yelled out the door and down the stairs.

Both women looked up to see that the door was still closed and they brought it down to a whisper. "Maybe." Susan thought.

"I don't know. But ever since we got here, she hasn't gotten a wink of sleep." Janet added.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I heard her get up around four this morning and she never went back to sleep."

"How do you know?" Susan wondered.

"Because she snores pretty loudly….and I didn't hear one snore after she laid back down."

"Trina snores?" Susan asked.

"Yes, haven't you heard her?"

"No. I'm a really deep sleeper."

"Yeah, well. She does...but she hasn't snored much this whole vacation." Janet told her.

"Yeah, I thought I saw some bags under her eyes, but I wasn't sure." Susan admitted.

"We'll have to keep an eye on her." Janet responded, concerned about the poor woman upstairs. "Especially when we get home."

Susan nodded in agreement.

A/N: Hey, another short chapter, but I liked where it ended. Please leave some more reviews. You guys rock! Mwah!