Deluded (A Vampire story Part I)

Chapter 12 - Dora the explorer

I could not sleep that night. I could still feel the sting on my lips. The damn politics of it all. I did not choose this life anyway. I was brought here. I felt defeated. I felt powerless. Like the night my parents died. Like the night the hunters got to me. It was the same damn feeling. I was sick and tired of it. I don't want to feel this way again. This weak. Like I needed a savior every other day of my life. 

I tossed and turned in my bed. It was 11pm. I needed to sleep if I was to get up for classes tomorrow. Maybe I need to tire myself out. I got up and wore a jacket. I was quite as I walked up to the glass wall. I was taken aback from what I saw. The full moon in its full glory right in front of me. There was something so beautiful about the moon. The light white glow was cast on the marble floor. It was cold in the night. My room was warm but the moment I got out it was cold. A lot of things were cold here. The people and the vampires. 

"Even if it was an accident, please make sure that it won't happen again." 

I could hear someone talk. The voice echoed in the halls. 

I noticed that the voice was coming from the hallway behind the elevator. All the while I was here I never thought of exploring this place. I was happy just being in my room. Maybe I needed people of my age to socialize. I walk towards the room where the conversation was coming from. The door was ajar and I could see a dim light coming from it. I walk towards it. 

"Let me know if you need anything else." 

I know I was not supposed to eavesdrop. But I couldn't help it. From the slight opening of the door I could see a large mahogany table. A sofa set was placed right in front of the table. The room was eerie silent. My open hair touched the floor as my head bent to get a better view of the room. 

The door suddenly opened.  I feel down on the carpeted floor. Looking up I saw the man who must have been talking all this while. He was a tall man. Must have been the same height as Benji. The same man I saw in my dreams. He had a slim figure. He was wearing black jeans and a black turtle neck. He looked like an eboy. He seemed young as well. Like he was 25. 

He knelt down. 

"Yoko did a number on you huh?" He said as he gently placed his thumb on my bruised lips. I winced the moment he did it. "Sorry didn't mean to hurt you." His fingers were cold just like Benji's.  He got up and extended his hand to me. "Come in."

I obliged. As I got in I was making a mental note of how large his place was. The mahogany table in front of me. The wall behind the table was made of glass. It provided full access to the field where students usually practice.  There was a seating area in front of his work desk. The leather on the sofa matched the brown of the mahogany. As I sat on the sofa on the right I had full access to his bed room. Everything was pristine clean. Everything was in the right place were it was supposed to be. The color scheme of the bedroom was grey and white. The carpet was grey, the king size bed had four posters just like mine. White sheets and many pillows of white and grey color. A stark contrast from the brown scheme of his study.  Behind me was another room which seemed to be the library. The three walls were shelves and they were filled with books. A glass door separated the the library from his study. 

As I was admiring the entire layout of the place. I did not notice that he had taken a seat opposite to me. He was looking at me intently. I held my gaze as well. It was the same dark brown with a tinge of red in them. He seemed relaxed as he tilted forward and smiled. I smiled back. Feeling a little awkward at first.  

"You look like your mother. You have her hair and her eyes." He said smiling. 

"You knew my mother?" 

"I have seen her pictures. I wanted to meet you in a different way actually. Maybe take you out to dinner and properly introduced myself." 

His skin was pale as if he has not seen the sun for a while. I just realized how frail he looked under the dim orange light. His body was covered by his sweater but still I could tell he did not have the same build like Benjamin did.