Sanity and Vampires (Captured sequel)

Chapter Six: Angel and Devil

Lucifer

1. Not a god, an angel. Tried to take over Heaven. This pissed off God who turned him into a beast and sent him and his followers to hell.

2. Some say that all vampires are descended from Lucifer. Vampires are all angels who got sent to hell.

Well! I had a very bad feeling! Like something terrible was going to happen!

  Nam Ha had completely disappeared from view. She kept herself locked inside one of the sitting rooms, crying constantly and sleeping on one of the narrow little couches. She was the only person here that I trusted. But every time I knocked on the door, she would say, "Sorry, Laurie! I need to be alone!"

  Oh, fuck you! Fuck off!

  I needed to confide in someone. But Nam Ha wouldn't let me in.

  So I was all alone, worrying about Paul. I was freaking out so much.

I went to the bathroom. ThenI stripped naked and threw my clothes inside the washing machine.

  These were my only non-white clothes. And I'd be damned if I had to wear white around Tyson. I was never doing that shit again. So I was going to wait until my clothing was washed and dried before I left the bathroom. I wouldn't be caught dead in white.

I made sure that the door was locked. Then I got into the shower.

The hot water came spiraling out of the fancy showerhead, smacking me awake and spilling over my shivering body. I sighed and closed my eyes.

Okay, honestly, this was too much. I didn't want Paul hanging over my head. I didn't want him showing up in my dreams again.

I had to talk to Tyson.

  That pissed me off. I tried to forget about it. So I washed my hair and my body until I was soaking wet. Then I turned the showerhead off and wrapped myself in a white towel from the cabinet.

That's when someone knocked on the door. Bam! Bam!

The sound came so fast and so sudden that it made my heartbeat skitter. I wrapped the towel around myself, barely having time to cover my boobs before the door swung open.

Aubrey stood there, holding the bathroom door key, with a white dress and an empty smile on her face. She looked like a mannequin or a doll. Honestly, the more I knew her, the more psychotic she acted.

"Good morning, Laurie!" Aubrey said, chirpily. "It's my turn to take a shower. Get out."

"There are at least ten other showers in this house," I said.

"Yes," Aubrey said. "But this bathroom has the special faucet handle that I love. Also, I always use this bathroom. It's basically mine. Don't use it again."

I studied the small ring of keys in her hand. "W-Wait," I said, and lunged towards it. "What are all those keys for?"

"No!" Aubrey barked, wrenching the key ring back.

  "What?" I said, feigning ignorance.

  Aubrey had changed. She reminded me more of the twins than anything. She was acting fucking crazy.