Even though I'm not a coffee drinker, today I had to take it whether I like it or not.
These last days I haven’t been able to sleep, I didn’t know my nightmares would follow me out of the dreams like Freddy Krueger.
Before I used to dream about a vampire attacking me but now I had a real one after my throat, even though I’ve seen him just that one night, I haven’t been able to sleep…is just impossible for me to close my eyes and I can’t tell anyone about it. Well I could tell Christopher but he already told me that being around me was hard so I didn’t want to drag him with me in my nightmare.
Just imagine how nervous I am and now drinking coffee is worse but what can I do?
“How many coffees have you taken today Gabrielle” said Jeremy, I guess he noticed my shaking hands.
“A couple”
“I thought you didn’t like coffee”
“And I don’t but I haven’t been able to sleep…you know nightmares”
“Right”
“Are you leaving today too?”
“Yes, would you like me to stay?
“Yes!! I mean no, forget it…is cool” he was about to stand up when I remembered about the history project “Hey Jeremy do we have any information about our family back in the days when Zoneville was founded?”
“Are you doing the history project?”
“How do you know?”
“I see that Mr. Kent still does the same project”
“You’ve done it before?”
“Yes”
“You attended St. Martyr’s high school?”
“Which other high school have you seen around here?”
“Right…give me yours then”
“No! You do yours”
“Tsk…have you ever been out of Zoneville?”
“I lived in California
“You had an older sis…? She’s dead” he nodded this is just so depressing…
“California
“I don’t hate Zoneville, I don’t particularly like it but I don’t hate it either…not anymore”
“Why because of the Martyr boy?”
“It has nothing to do with him…why did you leave?
“Our dad sent us out of Zoneville, out of the danger after mum died. She was part of the council as Elizabeth Elizabeth
“And if you...”
“You’d be next…come follow me” this is scary, why so many deaths!!! We went upstairs to the attic. It was so dusty and there were lots of old stuff in it.
“Why does our family have to be in the council?”
“They never really told me but is from back in the days, it happens with all the families in the council, the youngsters take over after the elders are gone”
“But is just a towns council why isn’t it per vote, why so much mystery?
“Ask your mum, she knows more than I do” then I don’t know why but I felt like asking him about when I was born, initially I thought that Elizabeth lived in California
I started looking around, you sure could open an antic shop with all this stuff and you would be reach I’m telling you.
I examined the old desk and there was a medium size painting on it that froze me in place.
I had to take it and look closer to make sure it was real…I almost dropped it on the floor but I caught it with my other hand and put it back on the table.
“Who’s this? Cause is not me, right?” I said with a trembling voice, Jeremy came over and when he saw the painting, he started laughing.
“Of course is not you, although you look exactly the same, you could be twins”
“How is this possible?”
“She’s our ancestor; the owner of that medallion of yours…her name was Gabriella” a big DANG!! For that, Gabriella of course….wait a minute
“Is that why you used to call me Gabriella?”
“Yes, when I saw you at the airport I was so shocked that I thought I had her in front of me and not my little niece”
“That’s why you were looking at me like that…why didn’t you tell me?”
“I dint give it much thought, we are family after all” yes we are but this is really weird “here is the information you want, take whatever you need I’ll see you later” he said and left. I stayed for a while looking at the painting and this wasn’t good, this wasn’t good at all, is not ok. She was wearing the same dress the Gabriella of my dream worn, now how the hell was I suppose to know about that dress when I never saw this picture before huh? What about that? Freaking déjà vu’s and the house behind her… oh my god! She used to live here? And the medallion was hers!! What the…I turned the painting around, there was something written behind it, it said the house of our dreams for Li…Le…something and me, I couldn't read the other name and at the bottom 1703.
1703 ok they were here…they must’ve seen her, they must’ve known her. I have to go I have to know.
I got into my car as soon as I put my shoes on and drove off.
What was this all about? Am I the centre of some joke or something? This town is playing with my mind, vampires, witches, wolfs and now this? No freaking way, I have to make sure.
It was the second time I was here and as the first, this time as well was to get information, confirmation more than anything else.
I got out of the car and practically ran towards the door but Leonard opened it when I wasn’t even close yet…he waited till I was at the door to start talking.
“What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to you?”
“To me?”
“Yes and to Christopher, is important”
He had a serious face, the poker face Christopher used to carry around all the time was now always on Leonard’s and I could tell he wasn't going to let me in so I took another step getting extremely and uncomfortably closer and I begged...
”please” he was immobile for a moment just staring at my face; I could see his eyes running thru my features; my eyes, my cheek bones my lips. For a moment I felt that I knew him, that I knew those blue eyes as well as he knew me and frowning he let me in. He led me into the living room, that huge living room filled with antic stuff; it looked like my attic but cleaner and organized wow wow wow!!! Triple déjà vu what the hell! I felt so dizzy that I would've fell on the floor if he wouldn't have gotten me on time. I shivered at his touch not for coolness -even though he was really cold- but because of the fire that burned me inside…didn’t actually know why.
It was as if electricity ran thru me giving me chills but this feeling of repetition was so weird so real.
“Are you ok?” He asked me, but I couldn't answer just stare at him, he sat me on the couch and he sat beside me. He said that Christopher would be with us in a second and he did come in a second. He materialised in front of me out of thin air. He looked at both of us with a frown and then looked at Leonard in a strange way. Leonard gave him the same look and then Christopher walked towards the window, I felt the need to go to him but Leonard started talking to me, this feeling of repetition never living my side.
“What was so important?” Leonard said looking at me with questioning eyes but strangely enough he was now acting politely with me, kind of sweet when it NEVER happened before which makes it weirder.
“There's something I want to show you, I found it this morning and it surprised me” I took the painting from my backpack and put it on the table, I could see Leonard’s eyes widened but he was stiff like a rock.
“Did you know her? because that's not me” Christopher’s voice sounded closer than I thought I never heard him leaving his side by the window when he said her name “Gabriella” under his breath and they both looked at each other. I could feel the tension building up around me, both of them had their hands turned into fists they knew her and they looked like about to fight.
I stood up and asked them again; maybe talking would ease this a little.
“Did you know her? I've been told she's our ancestor the owner of this medallion am I right?” I looked from Leonard to Christopher and when I looked back to Leonard he was gone.
“What did I do?” I asked Christopher, he told me that it was a long story that he'll tell me about another time, evasive like always and like always he asked me to leave. I didn't want to, didn't come all the way here with such an urgency to go home empty handed I needed answers and I wanted them now so I stopped before him in our way out of the living room.
“What's wrong with Leonard?”
“Is nothing” he said but I knew better. Mysteriously now I could remember my dream in the car, the first time a dreamed about the house were this beautiful young man kissed my hand and had my heart dancing with joy, my eyes widened with realisation and I could see Christopher's eyes on me, wondering what I was thinking perhaps? I knew something was weird and then flashes of images came to me so quick that it made me dizzy again:
In the cafeteria when Leonard looked at me, he wanted to come to me but Christopher pulled him down back to his chair, in the corridors looking at me with wondering eyes always with pain.
“He loved her” I said under my breath, Christopher’s cool breath touched my face, I almost forgot he was with me, I tried focusing on him and I saw that he was leaning over me almost carrying me, was I about to fall down again?? I could see frustration in his face, he called my name again and again but I couldn't answer. In a way it was the first time I had him hugging me this way and I didn't want him to let go of me but I couldn't stop thinking about Leonard either. I could now see his face perfectly he was the black haired blue eyes beautiful man seating beside me in the car. Suddenly another voice really deep and a bit scary called after Christopher.
He was still holding me when that man got closer
“Byron” Christopher said in my ear and I understood. He was the one who turned them into what they were now, the man his father Stephen Martyr trusted to cure them, the man that turned them into vampires.
He was a tall pale man, maybe in his 30's with long black hair and deep black eyes, he was sinister and he was looking straight at me.
“Gabrielle…impossible…but true” he said in a penetrate whispering tone. He came closer to me but keeping distance, he never smiled just stared.
“I've heard a lot about you it was time for us to meet, my name is Byron” I just nodded
“I’ve noticed we can't hear your thoughts either, coincidence?” I didn't answer didn't know if he was asking me or not, then he looked at Christopher that was still by my side kind of carrying me and he suddenly let go of me and situated a few steps away from us. He was frowning too like thinking about something, like fighting internally when Byron started talking again.
“I understand you know about us...about what we really are and I'm not going to say I'm angry but I'm not happy either. This knowledge is dangerous for you and for us, I'm sure you can understand why. We've tried to be as far as possible from people even getting them afraid of us so they wouldn't get close, so they would be safe” then he started raising his voice
“You knowing about us is more of a problem that you think, you of all the people should've been the last to know!!” Christopher hissed and Byron looked at him, I'm sure they were talking mentally and then Byron continued
“But what can we do about it? You already know” he smiled for the first time showing his white teeth and that disturbed me a little
“Thinking about it I can make sure you never tell anyone” he looked at me with dark eyes but a smile in his lips I could see Christopher from my periphery trying to walk forward but he stopped in place at his first step, as if something invisible was holding him back, I didn't react to any of that I wasn't really scared...I should’ve been but I wasn't, I just felt like he might as well turn me into a vampire right now and nobody would care about me going missing, it was so normal in this place to loose somebody that way that I wouldn't even run from it.
Even my heart fluttered a little bit at the thought of being a vampire, Christopher would finally be open to me and at last kiss me and I wanted that more than anything. He’s never tried though; he's always looking from the distance, treating me like a fragile doll, he says he feels like I'm going to break any time. Does he actually like me? That’s what I want to know… I got lost in my thoughts when I heard Byron talking again.
“Do you agree?” I focussed on him, I didn't hear what he said and he looked at me frowning...and repeated again.
“Do you agree with me that is the best?” I still couldn't answer to that cause I didn't know what he was talking about.
“You not coming here...ever again” he said as if answering my question, he was still frowning looking straight at me
“We are lots in here and we can't be in control all the time” I understood then but my brain didn’t register it, I didn't care about the danger
“You don’t need to be concerned about my safety” I said a bit afraid
“Oh I'm not, I'm concerned about ours. If you ever come here and something happens to you we'd be exposed and believe me you wouldn’t want that because as much as we are vampires and they are fighting against us, if we leave town nobody would be safe. They would be all exposed to the ones out there and you'd be really sorry, am I wrong?” He wasn’t, they are protecting town and if they leave we are lost so I agreed.
“I won't come again” Byron made a reverence just lowering his head and disappeared of the room.
I could hear hisses from above me and when I looked up I saw three vampires looking at me from upstairs one of them was Leonard that after a few seconds left without a word and the other two were those blonde girls I saw in St. Martyr’s day. Then all of a sudden Christopher was in front of me again grabbing me from my arm and dragging me outside.
“C’mon I'll take you home”
On our way to my house he drove my car, I asked him how he was supposed to go back but he told me not to worry about it. That was the only thing he said in a while.
He wasn't talking neither looking at me so I just kept quiet; I had a lot to think about anyway.
I was 100% sure that Leonard was the young man of my dreams and after our little momentum in the living room I considered for the first time that the woman in my dream might have been Gabriella and not me with a different name as I’ve been thinking. But why was I dreaming about people I didn’t know? That’s a mystery…I’m going to need a witchy session with Jenny.
And she loved him I could feel that much, but why was he so...he thought I was her?? But that's just ridiculous she should be ashes by now unless of course she was a vam...I couldn't bring myself to think about it.
Christopher was glancing at me from time to time and I wondered if he thought the same so after a few seconds debating internally if I should or not, I asked him.
“Did you think I was her when you first saw me?” I could see his hands tighten on the wheel but he said nothing so I pushed it a little harder.
“That's why you looked at me that way… you thought I was her, is she a vampire?” He kept looking ahead I could tell he wasn't going to talk and that irritated me a lot.
“You can't keep hiding things from me Christopher sooner or later I'll find out!!”
“I prefer later that sooner” He said with his irritating poker face. Then I remembered how he looked at Gabriella in my dream, yeah that dream in the bright room, the two cousins and the old man…DANG!!! Again for that, that’s the reason why they always fight.
“Oh my god you loved her too” His teeth clinched “is that why you two are always in tension? You guys thought I was her and...” he stopped the car so suddenly that I bounced against the chair, thank god I had my seatbelt on and he seriously needs to stop doing that.
“Do you even care about what I'm going thru, I know theres something more that you are not telling me, what is it!!?” I lost it there and then he got out of the car asking me to get out too. I didn't realise it but we were at my house already so I got out. I looked at him waiting for something an explanation...the minimum reaction but he just stared at the darkness of the woods and I finally walked away and into the house very angry. But I didn't want to be, not with him and he looked upset too. I just have to know what's going on. This is not just about them anymore, my god I’m seeing my ancestors life thru dreams, them both are the two mans I’ve been seeing all this time in my dreams I think I have the right to freak out a little bit.
I went upstairs to work on the history project, I really didn’t feel like doing it but I learnt a lot about this family and about Zoneville.
According to this files and notes Gabriella was about to marry a member of the Martyr’s family…they bought this house together for their live after marriage. Now which of them was going to be the lucky one? I started thinking about my dreams and in the car with Leonard I felt good, secure in love…but then in the living room with both of them…what did I feel? I tried hard to remember my feelings well…Gabriella’s feelings but I couldn’t.
Time passed really fast while doing my homework. By the time a finished Elizabeth and Jeremy were getting home.
I felt the need to ask them about Gabriella but what would they know about her? She died centuries ago the only ones that would know are two annoying cousins.
After having shower I got down for dinner, this was becoming a boring routine. Jeremy asked me if I was ok a few times, and a few times I had to lie. It looked like I was hiding my frustration pretty bad. Elizabeth
Would he talk to me tomorrow when everything was calmer? I just wanted to know about the mystery that surrounded Zoneville and my family. And Christopher avoiding my questions was making it harder for me to understand.
I finally got ready to go to bed, I went to lock the door as I always do but didn't manage to do it because I felt something like a cold wind behind me and when I turned around Christopher was standing there, in the middle of my room. We were in silence for a while looking at each other when I finally manage to talk
"How did you get in here?"
“Through the window" I couldn't work it out, through the window? So I went to check if there was any stairs hanging out there or something…but I didn’t find anything, of course there wasn't anything idiot…he's a vampire what did you expect to find there!! So I turned and nodded
"Sorry, did I scare you? I told you once you invited me in I would be able to"
"Get in I know… you don't scare me Christopher you shock me"
"Do I?" He said with a teasing smile, something I never saw before. He slowly got closer to me, taking my hand into his, I gasped as his other cold hand touched my cheek, my heart was about to come out of my chest, his lips were getting closer to mine and as he pulled my body towards his, the door flank opened and he was gone.
I looked around confused but he was nowhere to be found and Elizabeth
“Don't you knock?”
“Are you ok?”
“Why wouldn't I be?”
“I just heard noises...why are you still up?”
“I was about to go to bed when you opened the door” I said showing her my blanket that was pulled off my bed so she could believe I was about to get in.
“Ok sorry, good night” When she closed the door I took a deep breath I almost got busted and I couldn't help by laugh at that thought. But why was she here again? Isn’t she paying too much attention to my room? The first time I understood because I did scream even though it was weird that she got into my room so fast and with a weapon but still, what is she doing? Suddenly a noise coming from out the window caught my attention. I went to take a quick look and it was him, so bright in the darkness, he smiled and then ran towards the woods so fast that it was a blur.
With all the Elizabeth
TO BE CONTINUED
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