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A Girl, Her Dog and A Vampire. |
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Chapter 2. The picture.
The next morning, I woke up to hot, stinky breath.
"Ten more minutes..." I groaned as Max moved from underneath my head.
I wasn't ready for him to move, and I smacked my head on the concrete floor.
"Ouch! Next time warn me when your moving!" I growled at him.
He just barked as if laughing.
I rubbed my eyes and noticed I had fallen asleep in the basement.
In a second, my memory flashed over every thing that happend last night.
The storm, Max, the man, his eyes, his skin, the glass shattering.
I shivered remembering what he said, 'I'll be back! You can count on it!'
He'll be back, great!
I don't even know what he's looking for!
Whatever, if he kills me I don't have to keep waking up to stinky dog breath.
Max barked.
"What do you want," I shouted. "You almost got me killed, and your still not saticfied?!"
He barked again and nudged the door.
"Oh, so your hungry?"
I sighed and opened the door to the stairs.
A huge gust of wind blew and I saw the glass on the floor.
Great, another mess I have to clean!
Max barked to get my attention.
"Yeah yeah! I hear ya loud and clear! Geesh."
I ran up the stairs and walk towards the kitchen.
Max, of course, followed.
I opened the cabinet with the dog food, and grabbed the bag.
His gold tail whiped back and fourth.
I filled his bowl and watched him stand there, head cocked to the side and licked his chops, then began to eat.
I rolled my eyes, and put his food away.
I stood, leaned over on the counter studying a picture.
It was my Mom, Max, me and someone else.
He had pale skin, with Golden eyes and black hair.
I thought about that night when my mom disapeared.
I was about eight, she had gone out to dinner with him, and she never came home.
He clamed he had driven her to the dance club and someone had taken her away.
Like I believe that!
I knew he had something to do with it, but I don't know what.
I glanced the picture again.
For some reason when I looked at the picture a second time the man seemed...familiar.
I know I've never seen him before, he'd always pick her up outside and waited in the car.
His black hair, his pale skin...but his eyes...his eye color didn't look familiar.
I thought and the memory of the man's face poped into my head, It's the same guy!
My heart skipped a beat and I choked, slipping from the counter and landing on the floor.
Max just looked at me as if saying, "Look how clumsy you are!"
I glared at him and got back up to my feet.
Could he really be the same guy?
Could this be his twin?
If so, then why did he come back?
Why did he try to kill me?
What does he want?
The questions poured into my head.
It was hard to concentrate.
The phone rang.
All my thoughts seemed to disapear just like mom did.
I leaped towards the phone and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Yes, is this Rosia Thompson?"
"Umm...yes this is, why?"
No one called me Rosia before...no one except my mom.
My friends usually called me Rosy, Ross, Rose.
"Thank Heavens your alright! My darling, where are you?"
The voice sounded familiar.
Like mom's voice.
"Mom? Is it really you?"
"Rosia! Has he hurt you?" My mom sounded worried.
"Who?"
"Henry, he hasn't stoped by at all?"
Henry...why does that name ring a bell?
Then I saw the picture, my hands started to shake and quickly pulled out the picture from the frame.
Sure enough, Henry's name was on the back along with mine and my mother's and Max.
"Rosia? Are you still there?"
"H-he's Henry?" I asked in a small voice.
"Did he hurt you?"
"N-no." I lied, I didn't want her to worry.
"Good, I was so worried about you!" She sounded calmer.
"Mom, what's going on? I haven't seen you in like 5 years and here you are asking me if I've seen your ex!"
"I know, I'm so sorry! I meant to call earlier but somethings came up."
Somethings came up?! That's your excuse?
"Are you coming home anytime soon?"
"Umm...I dont know...I'm really busy and I need to go! Sorry sweetie. I love you bye!"
The line went dead.
What the heck?
That was weird...5 years and she desides to call me now?!
I decied to earse the memory of the phone call and focus on...why had she called?
Did she know about Henry coming?
Did she send him here for something?
Somthing I didn't know about?
Whatever it is I need to figure it out before he comes back...
I looked at the picture and stared at his eyes.
Why where they red last night?
I remembered reading something online about Vampires and having the smae kind of eyes.
Could he be a vampire?
Well if mom hung around him...my eyes widend.
Could Henry and Mom be Vampires?
 XRainbow_Eating_UnillamaX · Tue Feb 26, 2008 @ 01:26am · 1 Comments |
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