them?”
“Let’s just say I’m not as much of a pillar as they are.”
“Now,” he said , “you had a lot of blood already so you should be good for a couple of days at least. We’ll have to find someone for you to eat in about 48 hours I think. In the meantime continue with your human diet. You’ll still need to eat human food and get sleep every few days or so. You’re not a machine and we need you well rested.”
“What do I do about the daylight if I only need sleep every few days?” I was remembering every vampire movie I’d ever seen.
“Oh you’ll be fine. You won’t turn to ashes or sparkle or anything like that, but you will need these.” He produced a pair of very expensive looking sunglasses with ‘Prada’ written on the side. “For sure you don’t want to go out during the day without them.”
“You’ll need this too.” He produced a little box from his pocket and presented me with a small transparent charm that looked like it was filled with dirt. “Allow me,” he said. I turned around and he slipped it around my neck, the tips of his fingers almost brushing my skin ...almost. “Keep it on at all times ok?”
“If you say so.”
“And one more thing. Please, please ...do not go out and be around the humans by yourself right now. If anyone comes to your door pretend you’re not home, we both know you’re good at that,” he said winking. “We can’t have you slipping up. Be a good girl and stay on the wagon for Daddy ok?”
“Alrighty,” I said trying to sound casual about the whole mess.
“Excellent . Well, until midnight tomorrow then. Just keep that necklace on and stay away from the humans and we’re in business. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to feed. You were quite the little eater.” He turned to go, and then pivoted on his heel to say something else.
“One more thing Rachel.”
“What?”
“Enjoy the silence.” And with that he turned and disappeared.
Chapter Four
The March night was clean and still. As I sat on my back step waiting for Gavin I watched my breath rise through the icy air. Since awakening I felt confined by being inside, something that was my preference before. I knew I shouldn’t be outside by myself but despite the warnings given to me I decided it would be ok to sit outside and wait. Soldiers Cove is not exactly a hotbed of activity after eleven pm.
I realized I had forgotten to turn the porch light on and stood to go back inside when it dawned on me that I didn’t seem to need it. Without the light the yard is pitch black, but I was sitting there looking at everything perfectly lit up. My eyes had adjusted. The images in the night were sharp and concise. I could see every tree, every branch, and every leaf. The smallest details were as clear as the big picture. Every plant seemed to breathe and every gust of wind, no matter how small, was visible as it swished its way through the vivid blackness.
In a strange way these new eyes seemed more acc ustomed to darkness than to daylight. Earlier I had made the mistake of looking out the window without the Prada glasses, and although it was a dark overcast winter day, I felt a burning so intense I had cried out in shock. I wouldn’t be making that mistake again.
Off in the distance a man was talking. Suddenly I was frightened at what I might do. Standing to head back inside I realized I recognized the voice. It was the male half of my hallucination. So much for the voices disappearing I thought. I closed my eyes and focused in on the man as the sounds of the night disappeared into the back ground. Soon he was the only thing I could hear.
Stupid bitch. You’ll be lucky if I let you live. You’re such a dumb cunt.
The familiar unease took over and I shook my head to focus on the other elements of the night once again until he was gone. I lowered my head into my hands. Why was I still hearing