Chapter 12

…But unfortunately, of course, as much as I was against how things are turning out to be, angry enough to overcome a bit of my shyness as things do not go as I wished at first as that smug vampire proves to me that he takes his job a little too seriously because, the next moment, he is forbidding me from leaving this house!

And of course that stubbornness of his leads to a bursting discussion all day long:

"I guess they are right when they say that you should not sign before reading, cause I'm shit sure I miss it the paragraph that said that I would be held hostage in captivity like this!" It was not the first time I was saying this, carrying less and less about politeness, but Lucien makes sure I'll have to repeat myself over and over by always refusing.

"But it's not safe outside, you could at least wait a little until things calm down and-"

"Calm down? Calm down?! How can I calm down? There is no waiting around because my condition won't change, there is no point in waiting around, and if I cannot leave because you are unable to keep me safe after all, that I might as well left the city for once!"

At that point on he would just panic, and yet no matter how much I said and convinced him, he still was stubborn in his word and that we should stay at home, so I would always leave and try to calm down, only to bring the subject back up and get infuriated when no matter the arguments I brought to the table he still would not change his mind!

But even though he insisted that much, at the end of each discussion he looked somewhat lost and bleak, sighing as he sits down and crosses his fingers in front of him, eyes to the floor.

And after the fifth attempt of trying to convince him that puppy behavior of his somehow got to me, not enough to change my mind mind you for I would not be hold back like this, but enough to make me soften my voice as I say:

"Look, I know that you were just doing your job and all, but the vampire Lord won't even know, plus you will be there for me, you can just, you know, protect me." Like they do in a normal bodyguard duty.

He looks conflicted by my words, somehow even hurt, but I know this is going nowhere when he answers once more:

"I would never do anything behind the Vampire Lord's back." He says with conviction, making me wonder where all this loyalty comes from.

And I don't have the time to ask about it now because the next moment the doorbell rings, and for a moment we just stare at the door.

"…You stay here, I'm going to check it out." He says with a serious face while slowly standing with his gaze set on the door.

"Yeah yeah, I'm going to take a shower while you are at it." I say, giving him a half ascertain answer, already annoyed by where this is going once more.

And, in my defense, at that point in time I was truly going to take a shower, or rather, a long warm calming bath, but as I listen to him speaking with the other one about something important, so into it, my mind comes with something up as my hands turn the tap on, and even if not the best one idea I've ever had it was the one that satisfied my rebel need at that moment.

I did not come here all the way just to be held inside like a prisoner, there is so much more to see and explore out there, it is a Vampiric touristic city for God's sake, even those that are not so into the supernatural as I am are interest in it.

Plus he's being really paranoid, I understand how bad can it be, the pressure of having a direct order coming from the Vampire Lord laying on his shoulders, but the situation with the gargoyle would not repeat itself that easily, specially now that I'm aware of the effects that my blood can have on the others, not something you test for in the hospital I think, haha.

So with a little bit of guilt I choose to turn the shower on so the sound of the dripping water can obscure my own steps as I climb out the window and land on the soil beyond, and feeling a little thrilled by this unusual rebel act of my part I push myself forward deeper into the woods, hoping to find the exit before the vampire behind me finds out about my escape.

Since this place is not an uninhabited forest as much as it may look like from the outside, there are plenty of paths to follow in between the foliage since the grass is cut short, so I cannot say that is hard to walk by it all, but what is troublesome is the fact that this rich people housing it's so massive that I cannot see the end of it, stretching out far beyond my eyesight.

And yet, truly, I find no other cabins in sight, but I'm sure he talked about having more than one of these did he not? Or perhaps I was mistaken after all…

Where I end up reaching, however, is the mansion from before, but actually in the other of it where the museum is at as I can see queues of people waiting in line to enter the place, somewhat looking very similar to a tourist attraction out there in the human world, with families and the sounds of a crowd filled with laughter and small talk, but still there is some cultural difference showing here and there, almost as if I had not gone to another country but actually back in time, with some of the youngsters wearing the famous vampire clothing of our time, with black capes and high collars, very gothic and punk at times, but others wore clothing fitting from the past, with plushy sleeves and high white shocks, to the big and wide dresses with a corset for the ladies.

And if it had been anywhere else I would think it was some sort of event, but here it makes me wonder if the wearer did not really come from such a time and were actually reminiscing their old days.

Such small details speak wonders, especially when, in such a cold everlasting night, there are some with fancy looking fans in hand and pale arms exposed, the porcelain skin contrasting with the dim lighting of the place, but very fitting among the complex architecture of the surrounding gardens with well trimmed plants, fountains and statues all around, looking very akin to those, especially when they forgot to move for a while.

There are a lot of people and a lot of noise, so I feel at ease as I move among the crowd, blending in with the joyful mass but moving the opposite path of most, away from the mansion and pass the opposite gates.

Only that, as much as I thought to be hidden, most creatures there would stare at my back as I passed carrying the smell of a particular individual, so is no wonder that one of them was bound to approach… and it would not be the good kind.