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room.
“Mom’s trying to get into her bedroom.”
Oliver sighed, “I’ll deal with her.” He left the room then. He directed Hayden back to her bedroom and shut the door behind himself, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
A single tear trailed down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. I was so upset that Julz had been the only other person he’d fed from, not counting his deceased maker. Why her? Then a familiar thought returned with some new ones following. Would he try to turn me? Could he? Were there other secrets about Julz that would be revealed? Was he really going to make her share memories with me?
My mind was reeling, I needed to distract myself. I fumbled for the TV remote on the headboard and reached for my blanket. Dang it! I’d dropped it on Hayden’s floor. I slowly and quietly cracked the door open and peeked out. Her door was closed. I quickly tiptoed across the little patch of hallway and knocked lightly while turning the knob.
She was sitting cross legged on her bed and looked up at me as I entered. There was a shoe box in front of her that she quickly covered with its lid.
“What’s up?” she said.
“I, uh, dropped my blanket in here.”
“Yeah, it’s in the chair.” She pointed to the orange moon chair in the corner.
I retrieved my fleece and headed back for Oliver’s room. Just as I reached her door I heard her say, in a rather faint voice, “She’s crazy, you know.”
I turned and stared at her, clutching my blanket to my chest. I was fully aware of this, but how was I supposed to respond to that?
Her sapphire blue eyes glistened with a hint of tears. “She’ll be the death of all of us.” Then she looked away from me, her thick dark hair falling forward to cover her face. Again, I had no idea what to say. I turned and left the room, closing the door behind me. I hurried back into Oliver’s room and quickly closed the door.. I stood there for a moment thinking about poor Hayden and how Oliver had probably been right. She’d have been better off without her mother. But for one who had lost her own mom and doesn’t remember her–it was hard to admit.
“You okay?” Oliver asked from out of nowhere.
I screamed and about jumped out of myself. “Holy crap! Don’t do that!”
“I’m sorry,” he said with a chuckle. He wrapped his arms around me then. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I heard you open the door and I came to check on you.”
I took a few calming breaths then said, “Hayden told me that you want Julz to share memories with me. Why? Why can’t you just tell me?”
“She’s behaving herself for now. I’d like you to try.”
“For real? That’s how you answer me?” I still didn’t understand why he needed me to do this.
He gave me that smile I couldn’t resist and I gave in. “Fine!” And with that he took my hand and I reluctantly trailed down the hall behind him.
Chapter 9 - Memories
Oh, I was so pissed as I stood in that living room. I wanted no part of this crap. I didn’t even want to be in the same room as her, or even the same house. I tried to head back to the bedroom. I was determined to pack my crap and get the hell out of there. I’d walk if I had to, I knew I’d never get far but I felt determined to try. Unfortunately, I only made it as far as the hallway before Oliver pulled me back. I was fuming mad. I crossed my arms over my chest and glowered at him. He actually seemed amused by my behavior which only ticked me off even more. “Come on Laney.” He tried, very nicely, to encourage me to take a seat by Julz. I didn’t budge.
Julz was sitting on the foot of the chaise, and sitting rather oddly, with a strained smile on her face. Her back was board-straight and her legs were crossed, with her hands neatly placed upon her knees. I, myself, was still really freakin’ irritated and began pouting. I really wanted no part of
“Mom’s trying to get into her bedroom.”
Oliver sighed, “I’ll deal with her.” He left the room then. He directed Hayden back to her bedroom and shut the door behind himself, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
A single tear trailed down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. I was so upset that Julz had been the only other person he’d fed from, not counting his deceased maker. Why her? Then a familiar thought returned with some new ones following. Would he try to turn me? Could he? Were there other secrets about Julz that would be revealed? Was he really going to make her share memories with me?
My mind was reeling, I needed to distract myself. I fumbled for the TV remote on the headboard and reached for my blanket. Dang it! I’d dropped it on Hayden’s floor. I slowly and quietly cracked the door open and peeked out. Her door was closed. I quickly tiptoed across the little patch of hallway and knocked lightly while turning the knob.
She was sitting cross legged on her bed and looked up at me as I entered. There was a shoe box in front of her that she quickly covered with its lid.
“What’s up?” she said.
“I, uh, dropped my blanket in here.”
“Yeah, it’s in the chair.” She pointed to the orange moon chair in the corner.
I retrieved my fleece and headed back for Oliver’s room. Just as I reached her door I heard her say, in a rather faint voice, “She’s crazy, you know.”
I turned and stared at her, clutching my blanket to my chest. I was fully aware of this, but how was I supposed to respond to that?
Her sapphire blue eyes glistened with a hint of tears. “She’ll be the death of all of us.” Then she looked away from me, her thick dark hair falling forward to cover her face. Again, I had no idea what to say. I turned and left the room, closing the door behind me. I hurried back into Oliver’s room and quickly closed the door.. I stood there for a moment thinking about poor Hayden and how Oliver had probably been right. She’d have been better off without her mother. But for one who had lost her own mom and doesn’t remember her–it was hard to admit.
“You okay?” Oliver asked from out of nowhere.
I screamed and about jumped out of myself. “Holy crap! Don’t do that!”
“I’m sorry,” he said with a chuckle. He wrapped his arms around me then. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I heard you open the door and I came to check on you.”
I took a few calming breaths then said, “Hayden told me that you want Julz to share memories with me. Why? Why can’t you just tell me?”
“She’s behaving herself for now. I’d like you to try.”
“For real? That’s how you answer me?” I still didn’t understand why he needed me to do this.
He gave me that smile I couldn’t resist and I gave in. “Fine!” And with that he took my hand and I reluctantly trailed down the hall behind him.
Chapter 9 - Memories
Oh, I was so pissed as I stood in that living room. I wanted no part of this crap. I didn’t even want to be in the same room as her, or even the same house. I tried to head back to the bedroom. I was determined to pack my crap and get the hell out of there. I’d walk if I had to, I knew I’d never get far but I felt determined to try. Unfortunately, I only made it as far as the hallway before Oliver pulled me back. I was fuming mad. I crossed my arms over my chest and glowered at him. He actually seemed amused by my behavior which only ticked me off even more. “Come on Laney.” He tried, very nicely, to encourage me to take a seat by Julz. I didn’t budge.
Julz was sitting on the foot of the chaise, and sitting rather oddly, with a strained smile on her face. Her back was board-straight and her legs were crossed, with her hands neatly placed upon her knees. I, myself, was still really freakin’ irritated and began pouting. I really wanted no part of
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