Daughters Of Sanity

“So what exactly to you plan on doing about . . . them?” taking one short glaze at my expression, she changed her noun.

“I don’t exactly want to hear shit about them, Serena.”

“Well, I guess I do owe you at least an apology.”

I low scoff merged from my lips. “Apologies don’t mean anything when you have an eternity.” Exhaling, I gulped down another glass of wine.

“Then I’ll have to make it up to you mmm someday.” She smiled.

I didn’t respond.

“You know, I kind of want to know a little more about us Half-breeds. I guess it’s not really a surprise Alec would be considered pure. It’s not like we hadn’t had that coming. Which still leaves us with the same question: Why did he want you? You think that by any chance he knew you’d be Andy’s opposite half?” She gasped. “Maybe he knows more about this curse that we think. Damn assholes, keeping everything to themsel . . .”

It was likely that Serena would continue to blabber on and on about this nonsense. I couldn’t be sure. As the scorching rivers of alcohol fallowed down my throat, my mind had drifted off to present and past ninety years apart.   

I knew I had to keep quiet, one sound could mean my death. I knew this monster would play with me and when he grew tiered, he would have to hurt me in consideration of making a more amusing toy. I knew I would not survive.

My breath already uneven, I flung my body upwards from sheets it had slept. The room was but a bed, a small coffee table and three other pieces of furniture I could not recognize. Though, for the first time since he had taken me hostage, I was not tied or chained. I understood now, nine decades later, that even titanium wouldn’t have kept me leashed, not in this life.

 I knew it was but a matter of seconds that he would appear through the door, knowing I was already awake. I worked quickly and explored the dark room for any windows or doors. There was only one, and with the slightest change in a heartbeat, footsteps already echoed behind it.

I quickly whipped away the tears that were beginning to form in my eyes. I tiptoed back to the shelter of the bed as quietly as I could and slid the covers over me like a frightened little girl.

“Hello there, my vixen.”

I stiffened, but I knew I had to act fast to not displease him as much as possible. I removed myself from the bed and stood up to meet his gaze. Aside from him, at the grip of his palm was what at the moment could have been classified as a corpse. I forgot to breath.

No sooner did the predictable gesture, burned across my face. My hands automatically reached up to my cheek were he had slapped me. I whimpered lowly. To my surprise, I had done this unwarily knowing how much it would hurt. There was no pain this time. Had I grown used to him beating me?

“I said hello.” He growled.

I shut my eyes and whipped the tears away. “Hello Alec.”

He smiled tenderly if that’s what a human might call it.  “Good.”

His palm reached to the side of my face and I instantly wanted to flinch from it. But I let him caress my face with his hands and his lips.

“I brought you a gift.” He purred in my ear.

I pressed my mouth into a thick solid line. He brought forth the corpse which he let fall on the bed; the white sheets dyeing into a maroon shade.

It was a young man, or at least he had been once. His shirt was stained red and over his neck were two punctured holes.

I tried to gulp but my saliva chocked half way down. “What do y-you want me to do with h-him?”

From the nearby coffee table he took an empty glass and placed it under the boy’s arm that was daggling over the edge of the bed. He split his wrist and let a fountain of blood pour into the glass. Then lifting the half dripping glass, he offered it to me.

“Wha—I—” I felt a shriek coming from my lungs and I bit my tongue to hold it back.

“You need to feed, darling.” He advised. “Otherwise, you’ll die.”

“Maybe I want to die.” I whispered; I was sure it was impossible for even me to hear.

“Don’t say that now Jan, don’t you want a life of immortality?”

My head snapped up. “Immortality? Is that what you are then, an immortal?”

“Yes of course my love and all of that can be yours as well. Beauty, strength, you’ll have the world to yourself. You can go anywhere and see anything by just wanting.”

“And the love of my family?” I broke into a sob.

“Ah,” he said. “January, their always be prices and consequences for the decisions we make in life. I can give you so much more in return.” He whipped away my tears with the side of his palm.

“Then I don’t want it.” I whispered frightened by the melody of my own voice.

I hadn’t really understood what had upset him at the moment, but whatever it had been, he shoved the glass through my mouth and forced the liquid down to my stomach.

“I think Alec is planning something for Andy and me.” I told Serena; my glass of wine now laying empty in my hands.

“You sure, then why ain’t he here?”

I pressed a grin over my mouth. “He’s smart Serena. I’m guessing he’s laying low until things clear up.”

“You think there’s something he’s not telling us?”

“There’re a lot of things he’s never told us. Killed our family, for example, and never said why.”

“To get back at us Jan.”

“You mean to get back at me, remember I pulled you out of the fire.”

“Speaking of which, Jan, did you know there are bears around these areas. Heard one killed three hikers not one month before we arrived. You know what that means?”

I rolled my eyes. “What, you’re going to fetch yourself an irritated grizzly fresh from hibernation?”

She jumped up and down light on her feet. “Yep, you planning on joining.”

I shook my head back and forth; both irritated and tired.

One would have said that a life with a full house of vampires would have been enough to drive a whole town into panic. But in theory, Andy’s coven had had experience with the human life.

Within the days that fallowed we had no edge on where or who I came from. Even Andy, who was sufficiently organized couldn’t track her parents down. She herself had said that when it came to Purebloods, they left their parents when reaching adulthood do to food competition.

She also gave us a gruesome background about how a Pureblood came to existence. She said it was likely that only one out of the three fetuses in the womb would survive given the fact that the strongest of the three would kill the other two.

Luckily, I had a strong stomach. Unfortunately, Serena didn’t.  From then on, she was disgusted at the sight of a Pureblood.

Now, with only a hair thread away, it was an alternative solution that Fern would begin to ‘experiment’ with us. I had heard her say that the majority of the search would include blood spells, a few talkymind ones, and the mother of all curses: girl bonding time. Hell I was sure Andy didn’t want to know heck about me and I didn’t want to know crap about her life either.

The night before our first experiment, there was a light knock on my door.

“Who is it?” I inquired.

“It’s Ian.” He responded. “May I come in?”