Vlad

24

Where am I? What is this place?

I see my feet walking but I don't recognize my surroundings.

I walk to a large, ancient looking door and grunt as I begin pushing against it.

Suddenly I hear a deep, accented voice.

"Do not strain yourself my love. Let me."

The door slowly opens, and I look up to see Vlad.

Although, he looked much different.

No tattoos. Long, flowing hair. Stubble on his chin.

"Where is it?"the words leave my mouth without my consent, and I have an accent similar to Vlad.

"Where is what my love?"Vlad smiles.

"My diary, where is it?"I ask, folding my arms.

"Oh, this old thing?"he says, pulling it from behind his back.

"Ye pest! Unhand my diary this instant!"I demand, reaching for it.

He pulls it back, gripping my waist and pulling me in.

"His touch is like is like a flame. For each time his lips touch my skin, a fire of lust and need erupt, and soon my whole body burns for him."he recites as I reach for the diary again.

"Da-l inapoi!"I say.

He tosses the diary and pulls me in again, his lips coming to my cheek.

"His kisses are passionate, and loving.  His hands are strong, I love feeling them around my waist."he says, making me chuckle as he kisses my neck.

"How dare you."I joke, making him chuckle.

"I couldn't help myself."

...

I jump from my sleep, sitting up off of Vlads shoulder.

"Oh, well hello."Vlad smiles as I look around.

I notice we in the back of his car.

"I didn't mean to fall asleep. Oh God how long was I out?"I ask, sitting up.

"Almost an hour. Have you not been sleeping well?"he asks.

"Oh. W-well, I'm just not used to the new house."I say, making him chuckle as Jord opens the drivers side door and gets in.

"Good morning Arora."Jord says.

"Is the reservation still available?"Jord asks.

"Of course, they'd hold anything for you sir."Jord says.

"Excellent. Still feeling up to it, Melanie?"

For some reason I only wanted to sleep.

"Of course."I chuckle.

.....

"Master! It's good to see you!"A man says, walking towards Vlad and I and bowing.

"Matt, this is Melanie. Don't read her mind."Vlad demands, making Matt smile at me.

"I'll try not to sir. Right this way."

....

After being seated, Matt begins to speak.

"Will mademoiselle be having red as well?"he asks, picking up Vlads wineglass and filling it with a thick red substance.

"None for her. She's going to be having the human menu."Vlad says, causing Matt to look up at me.

"Human? Strange, I couldn't smell that under your scent master, well done."he says, making Jord chuckle as he brings his glass to his lips.

"Why can't I smell what you guys smell?"I ask, pouting.

"It's simply a manor of species, darling."Vlad says.

"And even if you are a vampire, your sense of smell is based solely on who turns you."Jord says.

"Correct. Jordan was turned by me, which is why his sense of smell is the best in the entire world. Even better than mine."Vlad says.

"That is fascinating!"I say.

"Ah-but it comes with vampirism."Vlad says.

"A blessing, and a curse."Jord says looking into his cup.

Jord seemed unhappy. Tired.

"Are you okay?"I ask.

He instantly straightens up and chuckles.

"Of course, this blood is awful."Jord says, sitting his cup down.

"It is rather rank today, isn't it."Vlad says.

....

We had arrived home, Vlad was accompanying me to the bedroom.

"Is everything alright, Melanie."Vlad asks.

"Of course."I say, looking at my hands.

He sighs as he closes the door.

"Rosalie had a habit of doing that."he says.

"Doing what?"I ask, turning to face him.

"Saying "of course" when she lied."

I look down at my hands again.

"What is it, Mel?"he asks, cupping my cheek.

I huff, leaning into his touch.

"...could you make me forget about vampires, Vlad?"

His expression softens.

"What do you mean?"he asks.

"Ever sense I found out about vampires, I've been scared. Y-you said that before you marked me that other vampires were after me. I-i don't know I..I just feel like I was much happier when I.. didn't know.."I say softly.

Vlad takes a deep breath.

"I wish I could help you, Melanie. But, you cannot be compelled by me."

Confused, I tilt my head.

"What do you mean?"I ask.

"Melanie. My abilities are powerful, but not like yours. I could put you in a trance."he says as I watch his eyes slowly glow red.

I feel compelled to look directly into them instantly.

"I could tell you vampires don't exist. I could tell you werewolves are a figment of your imagination. I could say witches don't live among us today."he speaks slow, and his voice was smooth, deep.

I believed every word he said.

I..

I think?

His eyes face back to blue and his thumb brushes over my bottom lip.

"But to you, those are just words. Aren't they?"he says softly.

"I kept thinking you were different, turns out..after centuries of being without her, I forgot what she was actually like. You."he says.

Suddenly I feel a cold chill and I gasp, feeling electricity running throughout my body.

....

Vlad watches, growing concerned as Melanie blinks tears from her eyes.

She cups his cheeks and pulls him in as she speaks.

"Iubirea mea. Focul meu."

She kisses his lips passionately once and then collapses in his arms, falling unconscious.

Vlad stood there, in shock. Holding her in his arms.

He recognized the words that left her lips.

My love. My flame.

Something only he knew that Rosalie would say.

"Rosalie?"he says, his voice breaking.

He shakes her a bit and she doesn't wake.

"ROSALIE?!"

....