The New Vampire

III

I must have fallen asleep.

I wake up to a small shake of my arm. "Greere. It's time for you to go." Dr. Galan says softly. I look around at everyone present. Dr. Galan and Mr. Knox. Along with 2 other pale skinned and eyed people. A woman and a man.

"Hello. I am Carlise and this is my wife, Esme. You will be coming with us." He says. I sit up and without any objections, I grab my bag and hold onto pup-pup tightly as I stand there, waiting for us to start leaving. Once no one moves, I look up to meet everyone's gaze.

"Aren't we going?" I ask. "You...you do not feel anything?" Mrs. Esme asks. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "No...?" I ask more than I say. "What should I feel?" I ask. "It might have occurred when she passed out. The blood still in her veins just isn't completely gone." Dr. Galan comments. My eyes widen. Wait. 

Yes, I got bitten by a vampire. But. That means...I am one now? But that can't be. I shake my head at them, my eyes still wide. "No. I cannot live forever! I didn't even want to live right now! There is no way I can live forever!" I say loudly. They all look at me shocked. 

I don't want to live forever. I do not want to live right now! How am I supposed to live forever!? I repeat in my head. I want to cry but can't. I can feel my face scrunch up like I am about to, but no tears fall. "I'm sorry. But it's just how it is now." Mr. Knox says softly.

I shake my head and hold onto pup-pup tightly. "Please. Let's just leave." I say quietly as I look at the floor. I am touched on my arm lightly. I look up to meet the gaze of Mrs. Esme. She grabs my hand and leads me behind Mr. Carlisle.

We end up in a car, me in the backseat and the older two in the front. How old are they? They must be decades older than me...than this world. Am I going to stay in the body of a child forever? Or am I going to grow a little more?

I let my thoughts overtake me as I watch the buildings of my previous home fly by. I watch as we drive out of the city and down road after road. We drive for at least a day. We didn't stop except for gas. I felt hungry, but not for people food. I wanted blood, and I think Mr. Carlisle and Mrs. Esme know.

"Hang on for a little longer. We will arrive soon." Mr. Carlisle says, confirming my previous thoughts. I nod and look back out of the window. We are in the car for another hour before we finally stop at a big house.