Chapter 4: Mini the Vampire Slayer

Mini continued to stare at the scene before her – unable to process that the impossible had just become possible. How was Bob Dylan back from his stone form? It was only supposed to be Grace who could turn people back to human form… This didn't make any sense. This thought kept her thinking about the scariest thing about this whole situation – Her Mum was just having sex with a vampire, and worse, seemed happy about it.

"He came back," She was saying to her now in a quiet, excited voice, but Mini was still staring at him. Thank God he was in a pair of boxers so she didn't look like she was staring at him for perverted reasons.

"Mum, you don't understand." Mini eventually said, finally tearing her gaze from him, looking at her Mum with worried eyes.

"What?"

"Bob's not -"

"It's Dylan actually." He corrected, walking over to her Mum and placing his arm around her waist. "How about we go upstairs?"

He was talking in a hushed voice into her ear, but Mini still heard every word. She wanted to punch him right then.

"I'll talk to you in the morning, Mini." She said slowly, beginning to make her way to the stairs, even though she was still only covering herself with merely two pillows from the sofa. It almost made the whole situation funny, apart from the fact of course that there was a BLOOD-THIRSTY VAMPIRE standing about four inches away from the both of them.

"Mum." Mini basically snapped, backing away from Dylan.

"In the morning, Mini," Her Mum said in a sing-song tone, but the annoyance was very easy to make out. Dylan stuck around for a second, as her Mum went higher and higher up the stairs. He smirked down at Mini and she remained very still, trying extremely hard not to give him the satisfaction that she was terrified of him.

"Alright, how the fuck are you here then?" She said in the bravest voice she could manage without physically shaking. Dylan furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'm not sure what you mean." Mini raised her eyebrows, looking at him as if he was stupid.

"Uhm… You're supposed to be a statue."

"Ah, yes. Well, I just kind of woke up yesterday." Mini wasn't sure why she was even having a conversation with him and she inched her hand closer to him, knowing what she had to do now.

"Mini, don't." She paused, because he sounded far more human and almost… scared for a moment. Also somewhere in the back of her mind she knew it wouldn't have been the best idea to hastily turn him into a vampire.

"But you're a," She glanced at the stairs before whispering, "Vampire."

"I know, I know," He placed his hands together, as if he was begging her for forgiveness and he positioned himself so he could look in to her eyes. "Do you really think I would have come here tonight if I wasn't trying to be myself again and didn't love your mother?"

"You've known her for about a month," Mini said, folding her arms angrily.

"Doesn't mean I don't love her," He paused, realizing Mini was missing the point. He took a deep breath before continuing on. "I know you can turn me back into whatever I was before at any moment, but I had to risk coming here because I do love her."

Mini was about to give in then, but after eyeing him carefully for a second she let out a mirthless laugh. "I'm not buying that."

"It's true," He knew he would have to say the real reason why Mini couldn't turn him. "Besides do you really want your mother coming down here and seeing what you've done? She'll know your secret and you know she won't believe a word you say about me."

Mini chewed on her bottom lip before looking down at her hands; Dylan began to smirk once more, he knew he had won then.

"Fine," She snapped, looking back at him. "You even touch her and I will make sure you never get a chance to do your vampire shit anymore."

He shook his head, smiling a little as he began to walk up the stairs.

Mini massaged her temples, not able to believe this was happening to her. Was her life really getting worse and worse?

She was caught shoplifting – pretty shit. Community service – she was pretty sure giving birth would have been a less torturous experience than turning up for that every day. Finding out she had a power that meant she couldn't touch anyone ever again – she was beginning to wonder if anything shittier could even happen to her at this point. OH, but then she almost got killed by a vampire, who was also her Mum's boyfriend – the shittiest pile of stinking shit you could ever imagine. And then watching a boy die in front of you – pretty sure it was going to scar her for life.

Now life had the decency of throwing another obstacle in her way and so she did the only thing she could do at that moment – call Liv.

"What took you so long?" Shelley asked teasingly, signaling for Dylan to come over to the bed. He smiled, making his way over to her.

"Mini was telling me not to screw things up with you this time." He said whilst embracing her as he finally reached the bed. Shelley gave a miniscule shake of her head.

"She does have a point… I found it hard enough already forgiving you this time." She said, once she pulled away from his kiss. She was smiling, but he had grown serious, bringing one hand to cup the cheek of her face.

"I feel so lucky that you forgave me." He moved to kiss her again, when she brought a finger to his lips to gently push him away.

"I've just remembered I need to visit my Mum in the morning," She said in an urgent voice, searching around on the bed for her skimpy dressing gown.

"And?" Dylan said with a groan, throwing his head against the headrest.

"And I need to write it down that I have to buy her lottery tickets. She flips one if I forget." She muttered, standing up and moving hastily towards her dressing table for some paper.

"You have to do it right now in the middle of -" He trailed off as it seemed obvious to him what it was in the middle of.

"Yes," She began, picking up a pen and a pad of paper, flicking through it for a blank page. "Otherwise I'll – oh, for fucksake!"

Dylan felt a twinge in his mouth before he even asked what was wrong.

"A bloody paper cut," Shelley angrily muttered, finishing her note; she remained completely oblivious to Dylan's sudden discomfort as she crawled back into the bed. She wagged her finger in his face. "Give it a kiss better."

As soon as she said the words she noticed Dylan was clenching his hands into balls of fist in the sides of the mattress, and not to mention the fact that he was refusing to open his mouth.

"What's up with you?"

"I don't know, Liv, but he's fucking here now." Mini was venting down the phone whilst pacing back and forth in her living room.

"Oh."

"Oh?" Mini suddenly stopped, as Liv grew completely silent. "What the hell does 'Oh' mean?"

"Maybe… maybe it was the thing that guy Matty did?"

"You mean the hobo?" She could hear Liv sigh on the other end.

"He might have reversed your actions too much?" She asked, not sure whether Mini would be convinced by that or not.

"Okay, well I really don't care why… I'm freaking out more that my mum is letting a vampire -"

She broke off, hearing the scream from upstairs. She automatically dropped the phone, running towards the kitchen to find anything that might be useful in case she couldn't automatically turn him into stone. She found a saucepan lying next to the sink and she grabbed it before hurrying towards the stairs.

"Mum!" She cried, fustigating herself for ever giving him a second chance. She called out once more, but now there was silence. She stood at the top of the stairs, breathing heavily, as she glanced towards the door to her mum's room – it was open.

"Mum," She said in a much softer voice this time, as she walked closer to the room, unsure of whether she was still breathing anymore in anticipation. Her mum came into view; she was lying on the bed, seemingly motionless. Mini threw a hand to her mouth, about to run to her when she heard a loud creaking noise coming from the direction of her room. Her hand clutched tighter on the saucepan handle as she slowly walked to her own room. She opened the door, but he wasn't there.

"Blood-binger, I told you what would fucking happened if you touched my Mum so just quit the hide and seek!" She glanced around her room once more, before turning around to search somewhere else. She screamed as standing directly in front of her was Bob Dylan, blood oozing from his lips. She lifted the saucepan to hit him with, but he merely laughed, removing it easily from her grip and flinging it down the hallway.

She had to admit that his strength was scaring her, but she still had her own power, so she raised her hand; she needed to touch his skin fast so she could go somehow help her Mum. Bob Dylan was laughing even more as he grabbed her by the wrists and pushed on the floor, so she couldn't move at all apart from her legs which weren't much use right now. She took a moment to actually the process the fact that he wasn't made of stone... He should be by now.

Gloves. He had time after injuring his Mum to go put on a fucking pair of gloves – great. She screamed as that was all she could do right now, she hated the fact that she was so helpless right now. She attempted to wriggle underneath him, but being a vampire came with abnormal strength. She closed her eyes, not knowing how he was going to kill her, but wanting it over with as soon as possible.

Pain came to her but in a way she hadn't expected; she felt the entire weight of his body thud against hers and his grip on her wrists loosened. She dared opening her eyes and was beyond the point of relief and surprise when she saw her Mum standing over her grasping the saucepan. She was gasping for breath and staring at Dylan in utter confusion.

"What the hell is going on, Mini?" She questioned in her thick Scottish accent. "He just…"

She dropped the pan, moving to help Mini get out from underneath him. When she was free, she sat next to the body, knowing what she would have to do now. She rubbed at her wrists, glancing up at her Mum who stared at the body, looking like she was fighting back her tears.

"I've got to do this before he wakes up…" She said softly, not daring to look back at her Mum as she placed her hand against his face, waiting for him to turn into stone. After the change had taken place, she sat back against her cupboard, staring at the statue. She knew her Mum was staring at her, but she didn't have the energy to explain things today and she didn't think her Mum was ready to hear about the storm right now.

Mini couldn't say how long they sat in silence, but Liv was the one who broke them out of it. She hadn't even heard Liv coming up the stairs, but she soon heard her saying,

"MINI! What -" She appeared in the doorway and stopped herself from saying anything else. Mini looked up at Liv and smiled weakly. Liv nodded, stepping past Mini's mum to sit awkwardly next to Mini. She took her hand and smiled, before they both turned to look at the statue once more.

Mini's mum left after a few minutes, but nobody knew what she went to do. Maybe to cry, maybe to sleep, but most likely to sit in silence in her own room.

"So we're destroying it this time, yeah?" Liv asked quietly, giving Mini's hand a light squeeze.

"Yeah."

A/N: Surprise!

I am pretty proud of this chapter which probably means nobody else will like it.