Amara Brown at a very young age knew she had some power to posses people and their actions. She could get anyone to follow her footsteps without question; of course she would never tell a soul. Tha...
Staring off I looked up at the streetlamps as the bus sped by. All I can do is think of her; Amara. Something so delicate like her shouldn't be burdened with being a half vampire. The worst part is she doesn't realize what has to happen to her; it will be too painful for her. She's so small, but she's always been that way. Bringing up images of her in my head, I smiled to myself.
"Hey, Patrick." I knew he was coming to talk.
" How'd things go with her?"
" She doesn't know anything, and she doesn't remember things how I want her to." I sighed.
" That's what you expected though...right?" he looked at me curiously.
" I tried to make myself believe, but as soon as she stepped foot on the bus things changed. Sitting there looking at her I thought by some small chance she would remember what we had. I've missed her."
" Well, looks like someone is love sick. Have you even told her about you and her in the past?"
" Uh...no. How can I? Do you just want me to be like oh Amara you and me were pretty much in love, lets be like that again? I refuse to tell her."
" My god Pete, you may be some powerful vampire but you totally suck with girls."
I growled at him.
" Sorry man but you know its true, but anyway how are you getting her back with Carmella?"
" I really don't know, but I don't really want her getting into all this vampire business. She's too naÃ¯ve to understand what her place is."
" I'm guessing you told her about her place in the clan. How'd she take it?"
"What'd you think?" I glared at him.
" I'm sure she'll jump on the bandwagon, she has to realize a vampire is what she is. There really isn't any escaping it."
" Patrick?" I asked him while turning my attention back to the passing streetlights.
"She's not a full vampire...yet."
He was silent for the longest time but I knew he would burst eventually.
" WHAT?? How could this possibly happen?"
"The father was half mortal."
" So...so she hasn't gone through the full process??"
" No!! I don't want her too, she won't be able to stand the pain."
" She is going to do it! She has to before she goes back to Carmella."
He blankly stared at me. " You know the clan won't like it if she shows up half. You'll have to put her through the process.
I whipped my head around to give him a good look. " Patrick I can't, I will feel horrible. I can' watch her go through that pain."
" No one said you have to watch, plus it's not like you don't want to give her a good bite. I can tell that her scent is luring you in."
" Of course I want to bite her, I could but I won't. That would bring trouble, if I bit her all the others would want too also."
" What's her scent like?"
" Different. It's this citrus smell, but it has a hint of vanilla. Delightful smell; she has a rare blood type."
"You love her."
" I love what she us to be. But I'm off to bed."
" You mean off to lay in bed, vampires never sleep remember?"
" Ha...yea that what I meant."
Another side effect of being a vampire; we don't and can't sleep.
So I'll lay in bed thinking of her all night.