Forgive me, I made a big mistake on this. This was suppose to happend after the 55th chapter. So, so, so, sorry for the mistake.
Charlie slowly leaned her head back, taking a deep breath she said, "Alright, I'm all yours." Vincent nodded and said, "Close your eyes and hold your breath for a few seconds." Doing just as he had asked, Charlie took a deep breath and held her breath, "When I say breath, you slowly exhale then you inhale, after that you might feel a little dizzy." he told her.
Leaning in, he took out some of the gooey residue from the brown jar, it was a light green color. Rubbing a little bit on his hands, he started to rub some on the traces of the scars with his fingers. Making Charlie flinch when it touched her, the substance was cold, "Breathe out." he said in a calming tone. Charlie inhaled instead of exhaling, now she knew why she he said that; she could really smell the substance. It was stronger then she had thought.
"You were suppose to exhale!" he told her as he chuckled at her mistake, "I'm sorry!" she said as she tried to hold her breath again but couldn't; she had to breathe in again. Charlie was feeling the effects now, "Woah!" she said, as she saw the room slowly moved. Looking back at Vincent, "Vincent, can you stop it?" she asked him, "I can't do anything! You're going to doze off soon! I'm not even done putting it on." Vincent answered her. Charlie shyly smiled at him, suddenly she felt a little different, "Hey Vincent. You look really-" she stopped as she leaned in, Vincent gently moved her back, "Let me finish this up. Hold your breath." Charlie giggled like a little girl and said okay. Holding her breath she watched him apply the substance again, trying not to laugh from his touch, she was moving around.
Vincent didn't seem to be annoyed by her reaction, nor did he seem curious as to why she was acting slightly strange. Once he had finished Charlie exhaled this time but inhaled quickly and started laughing. "What's so funny Charlie?" he asked her in a calm tone. 'I can't help but feel that this substance has a strange side effect!' she thought to herself as Vincent heard her. "Do you really think so? I think you're acting perfectly natural!" Smiling at her he placed the bottle down and sat next to her as she continued to laugh, "Natural? I don't know? I've never heard of a plant that supposed to put you to sleep, make you act so strange, like I'm high!" she told him.
Vincent remained by her side nodding his head, listening to her talk to him; enjoying her company.
Cedric on the other hand wasn't enjoying the scene, he could feel his face turn red, his blood was boiling. He didn't like what was happening to Charlie, or the way Vincent was reacting to her strange attitude. To Cedric he felt like he had drugged Charlie.
It was then that she had noticed that everything wasn't making much sense, in a euphoric state of mind she wasn't herself. "So, Mr. Vincent," she continued as she her eyes slowly started to droop, "I still want to know what you are?"
"I'm a man. I cut hair and I like long walks in the park. How about you?" he joked with her.
"No, you know what I mean? Are you a werewolf?" she growled like one then giggled, "Or are you a vampire?" she said bluntly.
"What do you think?"
"I think you were munchkin in the past life!" giggling as her faced turned pink.
"A munchkin? What's that?"
"You know! Those small little people in that movie- What's it called?"
"Never heard of them."
"Never mind that! I just want to know if you really are something of a myth? Or a legend! Like I read in books." she said as her eyes continued to droop more and more, her language was slowing down a bit.
"A myth? What kind of myths did you like?" he asked as he picked up a rag to wipe off the mess from his hand.
"Vampires! When I was a kid I use to love reading books about vampires, then my grandma made me stop reading them." she said in a slow enthusiastic tone.
"Why?" he asked as he chuckled.
"Cause she said they were evil!"
"And what's your take on it?"
"I think they are who they are! They can be good or evil, just like you and me!"
"What did you like about them?"
"I guess it was the strange idea of being bitten! They have the battle within themselves to feel a little more human by not killing other humans, but they need it in order to survive."
"You know for a girl whose about to doze off, you certainly think a lot."
"Oh, you have no idea!" she rolled her eyes as she looked away.
Charlie was certain that she was going to doze off, but it was a matter of time. "Really, what is your interest in Vampires?" Vincent asked as he stood up. Charlie looked around and bit her lip, "Well, it's kind of-" she remained silent for a while.
'You want to tell me Charlie?" Vincent told her as he stared at her, 'It's private!' she told him as she looked away. "If you insist." Vincent said as he turned away from her. Then Charlie suddenly said, "I always wanted to be bitten-" surprised with herself she gasped. Vincent turned back around and gave a small smile, "You have a thing for vampires, don't you?" he said. Charlie shook her head slowly, "No, not really. It's just that-" trying to explain herself. "What is it?" he asked as stepped closer to her, "I guess it's just that . . ." she was starting to say it, when she realized her eyes were closing and her words were slurring. Then in instant her head dropped and she was asleep.
Vincent smiled, grabbing her head gently he leaned her head back so she wouldn't be in pain, "Oh, Charlie. You are smarter then you look, you just don't want to face the facts." he said in a soothing tone as he stroked her cheek.
Cedric watched carefully as he heard him talking to an unconscious Charlie. Ready to run in to rescue her if needed but afraid of what might happen. Would Vincent easily beat him? Or would he spare him?