landed softly on the next building’s roof with ease. This was so simple for me. They always kept the French Quarter buildings so close together. The smell of his blood was getting farther and farther away as I leaped onto another rooftop and continued to run without breaking stride. My mind was beginning to calm slowly and clear contemplation began to sink in.
What was her game? I know that I’d broken our treaty, but I did that from time to time, whether she knew it or not. Just because she’d decided to deny herself certain things did not mean I had to as well. And what was all of that I-need-your-help business? She had not sought me out in almost two decades. We’d separated and were happier for it. I lived my truthful, natural life, and she lived her weird, denying one. I knew she followed me from time to time to make sure that I behaved myself, but never this close. Never had she wanted to talk, let alone asked for my help. What could she possibly want from me now?
I leaped across a larger gap and hit the next roof a little harder, hoping no one inside heard the noise I made. I stood still for a moment to listen for any movement from inside the building, and when I was satisfied I had heard nothing, I continued onward. I often gave human senses more credit than they were worth. Obviously, the boy had no sense about him or else a bogus story about a chill room would not have worked so easily. What was she planning on doing with this blood bag now that he had seen all of this?
“Maybe she’ll take him home, come to her senses and eat him,” I whispered to myself for my own amusement more than anything else. I jumped over another gap and landed softer this time on the next roof.
Not Anna. She would never do that. I knew that well enough. She loved to torture herself and deny her nature just as much as I loved to embrace mine.
What did she have planned for the boy? Surely she wouldn’t do to him what they’d done to that other boy? The thought made me stop running and pause. She might. After all, wasn’t that the reason he’d so intrigued me in the first place? The fact that he seemed to follow her all doe-eyed and adoring was one of the reasons I had decided to take him to the back alley. I couldn’t stand the idea that she would do it again. It was hard to believe she had done it once. Was this boy her next victim? It would have to be someone who adored her. Someone would have to trust her.
I slapped my forehead with my hand with a sudden realization. What an idiot I was. I had made it easier for her. Now he was all injured and helpless, and here comes super Anna to save the freaking day. I’d just set her up for the perfect scenario to repeat history with this human.
I could have kicked myself I was so angry, but instead, I slowed my thinking and tried to rationalize the situation. It didn’t seem right. I knew Anna. Whether I liked her or not was another story, but I knew her.
The Anna I knew would never want to do that to any human. I didn’t mind feeding on them, but even I wasn’t that cruel. Even though I knew about what had happened with the other boy, I didn’t want to believe it was Anna who had done the deed. I didn’t exactly agree with her ways, but I knew her. Maybe it had been one of the others?
No, don’t get soft. Anna is a cunning girl, and there was absolutely no way to predict her.
The confusion and conflicting feelings swirled like a cyclone in my brain until I felt dizzy and tired from the physical and mental exertion of it all. There was only one person who could help me sort through this mess, and he was the only human I could ever trust.
I went to the edge of the roof and looked at the street level in all directions. I realized I had run pretty far because even though the scent of humans was still permeating the air, there didn’t seem be any in sight for a while. After double checking the streets were clear, I dropped down from the roof and landed without a sound onto
What was her game? I know that I’d broken our treaty, but I did that from time to time, whether she knew it or not. Just because she’d decided to deny herself certain things did not mean I had to as well. And what was all of that I-need-your-help business? She had not sought me out in almost two decades. We’d separated and were happier for it. I lived my truthful, natural life, and she lived her weird, denying one. I knew she followed me from time to time to make sure that I behaved myself, but never this close. Never had she wanted to talk, let alone asked for my help. What could she possibly want from me now?
I leaped across a larger gap and hit the next roof a little harder, hoping no one inside heard the noise I made. I stood still for a moment to listen for any movement from inside the building, and when I was satisfied I had heard nothing, I continued onward. I often gave human senses more credit than they were worth. Obviously, the boy had no sense about him or else a bogus story about a chill room would not have worked so easily. What was she planning on doing with this blood bag now that he had seen all of this?
“Maybe she’ll take him home, come to her senses and eat him,” I whispered to myself for my own amusement more than anything else. I jumped over another gap and landed softer this time on the next roof.
Not Anna. She would never do that. I knew that well enough. She loved to torture herself and deny her nature just as much as I loved to embrace mine.
What did she have planned for the boy? Surely she wouldn’t do to him what they’d done to that other boy? The thought made me stop running and pause. She might. After all, wasn’t that the reason he’d so intrigued me in the first place? The fact that he seemed to follow her all doe-eyed and adoring was one of the reasons I had decided to take him to the back alley. I couldn’t stand the idea that she would do it again. It was hard to believe she had done it once. Was this boy her next victim? It would have to be someone who adored her. Someone would have to trust her.
I slapped my forehead with my hand with a sudden realization. What an idiot I was. I had made it easier for her. Now he was all injured and helpless, and here comes super Anna to save the freaking day. I’d just set her up for the perfect scenario to repeat history with this human.
I could have kicked myself I was so angry, but instead, I slowed my thinking and tried to rationalize the situation. It didn’t seem right. I knew Anna. Whether I liked her or not was another story, but I knew her.
The Anna I knew would never want to do that to any human. I didn’t mind feeding on them, but even I wasn’t that cruel. Even though I knew about what had happened with the other boy, I didn’t want to believe it was Anna who had done the deed. I didn’t exactly agree with her ways, but I knew her. Maybe it had been one of the others?
No, don’t get soft. Anna is a cunning girl, and there was absolutely no way to predict her.
The confusion and conflicting feelings swirled like a cyclone in my brain until I felt dizzy and tired from the physical and mental exertion of it all. There was only one person who could help me sort through this mess, and he was the only human I could ever trust.
I went to the edge of the roof and looked at the street level in all directions. I realized I had run pretty far because even though the scent of humans was still permeating the air, there didn’t seem be any in sight for a while. After double checking the streets were clear, I dropped down from the roof and landed without a sound onto
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