Chapter 7

"What did you say?" I asked raising an eye brow.

"I said a Blood Transfusion," She answered me.

"Do..." I trailed wondering if she was serious, no, she was serious she wouldn't joke around about this.

"Do you really think it can work?" I asked, my voice as hushed as her's.

"I think it could, it's never been attempted," She said.

"You think it could?" I asked.

"Chances are yes it could happen, I would have to talk to a few people about it," She said.

"What people? Certainly not your parents right?" I asked.

"No of coarse not them, I wouldn't put it past them to do whatever they could to stop that," She said, calming my nerves.

"However I would have to speak about it to a few family members, there is always a chance that they might tell them. But I will try to keep it hush hush and pick members that aren't the biggest fans of my Mom and Dad or they want to see what would happen or they support us," She told me, my nerves rattled when she said however but were gradually quited as she explained.

"It can't be helped?" I asked, I still had my doubts when it came to telling any family members.

"Well, I can get most of the information from people outside the family but some of the most critical info would be from an uncle that has me on his favorites list, and my Mom and Dad on unfavored," She said, I could tell she was smiling on the last part. I did too.

"Can we please talk about this in person? I'm probability just being paranoid but I would like this to be done in privet and in person," She said.

"Yeah, I agree. Good idea," I said.

"Ok, tomorrow is Sunday, how about we meet at 10 in the morning at my house, them you can take me somewhere and we can talk," She said. I was hoping that we could talk about it sooner but I guessed not.

"Did you get in trouble from this afternoon?" She asked, I could almost feel a small smirk on her face, or that might have been the empathetic link.

"Kinda but I gave my Mom a believable story," I told her.

"You, lie?" She said with a gasp.

"I don't like it but I can't say that I'm not good," I told her, I sounded like I was bragging, but I knew for a person like me, being able to lie is not something to be proud of.

"I know," She said. She did know, she had seen me lie a few times, she told me once that if she hadn't seen otherwise she would have believed me whenever I lied.

"See you tomorrow?" She asked.

"Tomorrow," I answered. And she hung up. I knew I wasn't going to get to sleep tonight.

I woke up the next morning, amazingly I slept. However my sleep was plagued by bad dreams. I dreamed of Rebeca kneeling at a bed crying her heart out, it was a 3rd person perspective. The entire dream was the sight and sound of her crying and at the end, I saw my own corpse on the bed she was crying at. I had woken up in a cold sweat, my palms and my feet were sweating, it was 6:00. I really wanted to sleep until at least 8:30, but I didn't want to go to sleep to that dream, I was just hoping that the dream wasn't a foreshadowing. I got up out of my bed. I put on my robe and walked over to my desk and turned my computer on. I left my room and walked over to the kitchen, I poured cereal and a glass orange juice. I walked back to my room, and my computer screen was on the starting screen, I smiled as I saw a vampire chick's face licking a bloody rose, I always smiled at it when I saw it the first time. I initiated my Internet connection and after a few seconds I checked my email. A message from a pen pal on the other side of Washington, Eastern Washington. It was snowing there but it wouldn't be snowing over here for another month in December, it was the 23rd of November. She said that it was snowing, and that she just broke up with her boyfriend and that she had been going out with him for several months, so she was very distraught. I replied and I said I was very sorry for her and told her that I wasn't very sure what I could say to help her. It was the truth. That was my only message, I turned off my computer, 6:30. I sighed heavily, my mom wasn't up and my dad wasn't up either.

I got up from my desk and got dressed, I put on a black and white checker shirt, matching black jeans and put on my black trenchcoat I left it unbuttoned and put on the hood. "I walked out of the house, I needed to do something, and taking a walk seemed easy enough, just for good measure I had my 6 inch stainless steel, silver colored knife in a black sheath. Hopefully that would help, I wasn't sure it would but it made me feel safer.

I walked through the woods with absolute silence. The smell of wet pine and redwood smelt good in the morning. I forgot how good nature was to the senses. The sight of the sunlight through the treetops and branches looked good too. It was cold, as befitting of winter time. It was completely silent, it was kind of strange, no birds, no wildlife. I could almost feel like someone was following me, it was probability just my fairly new bout of paranoia since I was abducted not once but twice, and both times I was in serious danger and I knew that Rebeca couldn't protect me all the time, I had to think on my feet or I wouldn't live long. I unsheathed my knife as I walked, the sound of the knife being unsheathed was very apparent, and you could probability hear it from about 100 feet away.

"Hello Mich," I heard a unfamiliar voice say.

"Who are you?! Where are you?!" I yelled looking around turning around and around in circles, I probability looked like a complete idiot but I was too scared to care.

"My name is Arial, I'm behind you," She said, almost whispering in my ear. I spun on a heel and saw her standing about 5 steps away, too far to whisper into my ear. She was in her mid 20s, in a black dress that hugged her curves nicely, she had thick dark brown hair

"What do you want," I asked taking a step away, my knife showing.

"I doubt you will need that," She said glancing at my knife, I didn't put it away.

"Again what do you want?" I asked. Lowering but not putting away the knife.

"So you are the Bornos daughter's pet," She assumed.

"What would make you say that?" I asked.

"I've got my sources," She said.

"Yeah, I know Rebeca, but I'm not her pet," I told her.

"What would you call it?" She asked.

"Boyfriend," I answered her.

"No, boyfriends are pets," She said coldly.

"Spoken like someone with no heart and no love," I replied.

"True. Another question, How far have you gone with her?" She asked. I didn't feel right, or, I didn't get a good feeling from her. I felt like when I was in Jene's presence, was she a vampire? I wondered.

"Not that far," I lied. I was a good lier but wondered if it would work, she looked like she might know when someone lied.

"Oh, that's a piety..." She said. Good she believed me.

"It's a piety that you aren't going to cooperate," She told me. Shit.

"You are a good lier, if I didn't know better I would guess you've got some of my family's blood in you," She told me.

"That would make me a vampire, right?" I asked.

"Yes, it would," She answered.

"Well I think that your wrong, the only thing that I can see at how you can tell someone is a vampire is the feeling you get from their presence, like what I get from you. Or by their teeth, and I don't got fangs," I said.

"You're more knowledgeable than I thought," she said.

"So why the questions?" I asked her.

"My family is a information scavengers, they know the most about almost everything, they are the information brokers of the vampiric world, and is little information from the vampiric world more valuable than your relationship with Rebeca," She explained.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because human-vampire relationships are rare, and by the rumors your relationship with her is... intense to say the least," She said. "I'm just confirming the rumors. And the fact that Rebeca is asking about what vampiric blood would do to human's. Is just intensifying the wonderment of the vampiric public," She said.

"Well, you should ask her then. And chances are that she passed on giving you information, so I think that I'll pass too," I told her and turned around about to walk away. I turned and she was standing in front of me.

"You don't get to pass as easily as she does, she's the vampiric daughter of a 'noble' house. You aren't," She told me.

"So what are you going to do, beat it out of me?" I asked, showing no fear, I knew the worst pain they could inflict without killing.
"No fear, strange. I was thinking about it but I was hoping that you would be too scared about me actually carrying out the deed," She said. "But I don't think that's going to happen, so..." She trailed and then popped her knuckles. I bent my knees and held my hands out a few feet from my body, my right hand holding my knife. I saw her move, I spun on my heel predicting that she was going to try and tie my arms from behind. I stabbed as I spun. I felt the knife hit flesh. And immediately felt a fist smash into my chest, I stumbled backwards and landed on my back, the knife flying from my hands. She was on top of me in an instant.

"You bastard, was that a lucky shot or did you make a good guess, or did you actually see me?" She asked.

"Lucky shot I think," I told her. She smacked me across the face. I saw her bleeding from her gut on to me.

"Well I'm bleeding, I need to replace the blood. Tell me what I want to know, or I'm going to replace my blood with yours," She threatened.

"Bite me," I said showing my contempt at her.

"Sounds like a good idea," She said. She was about to bite into my neck, when she stopped.

"What?" I asked. She took my arm and turned my it so that it was showing upwards.

"It seems like you've been dined on before," She said.

"Teether, and 3 sets of bite marks, 2 marks looks like they were done in a struggle and the third set seemed invited, or no struggle," She said invesgatively.

"Hmm..." She said. She leaned close and lifted my lower lip.

"Very interesting," She said. She must have seen the bite marks on my lower lip when Rebeca drunk my lips a couple days ago.

"I think I don't you to have you say anything, I think I've seen everything I needed to," She told me. She got off me and walked away.

I laid there, damn I'm so helpless I thought. This must be plaguing Rebeca so much. If she never met me, she probability be better off, I thought. I would never want this much grief on her head, I wouldn't want anyone to have this much grief over me, of all people. Why was I so cursed. I got up, I was having doubts, but I wouldn't stop now. It would break her heart, she wouldn't be able to take it. She probability would suspect something from the feelings I'm feeling now. She would ask about it, I knew it. What would I tell her? I wondered, I wanted to think about what I would say. However after about 5 minutes I couldn't come up with a sufficient answer. I checked my clock it was about 8:30. I got back off the ground, and I walked back to my home. On my way there I wondered what would happen to Rebeca because of my weakness. Every vampire would be jocking for what Arial had in the way of information. Everyone would know about how far me and her have gone. Her family might be ridiculed, she would be ridiculed, she might even be hurt by other people, I really really wouldn't like that. I sighed . I got home and took a shower, I tried to think of something to say while I soaked up the water. The only thing I could think of was telling her I had doubts, but I didn't know how she would take it, she's sacrificed so much for me, she would probability would try to say that she didn't care about whether she would be ridiculed or not. I got out of the shower at about 9 and got dressed. I saw that my Mom was up, my Dad was still sleeping.

"Hi Mich," My mom said.

"Hi Mom, I'm going to go to Rebeca's and pick her up and take her wherever she wants. I'm going to leave at 10, ok?" I asked.

"Ok, hopefully her parents don't interrupt," She commented.

"Yeah," I said looking at what she was watching. Quilting shows. I sighed and got up and went to my room. I sat down on my bed. I sighed and laid down. I closed my eyes just to try and just wanted to collect my thoughts some more but I guess that I fell asleep. I woke up to lips on mine. I opened my eyes and saw Rebeca leaned into me, her hair obscuring all my vision except for her face, she had her eyes closed. She opened them,

"Hey you," She said, her breath was cool and smelled nice.

"Hey you," I said smiling. She smiled too.

"I'm sorry for falling asleep," I told her my smile vanishing.

"That's ok," She said still smiling. She leaned in and kissed me again, my heart soared. She withdrew, my vision returning to normal.

"Shall we?" She asked. I got off the bed and took her hand; it was completely unnecessary but I did it anyway. We walked out my room, I grabbed my keys on the way out.

"Bye you two," I heard my Mom say.

"Bye mom," I said. I opened the door for her.

"Thanks," She said. And she proceeded out the door. I followed her and closed the door behind me. We got in the car, and we started driving. I looked at the clock, it was 10:30.