I felt nauseous and had a bad headache by the time the van stopped. I was taken out of the van because I was completely unwilling to cooperate and was taken inside an average looking house. There was even a garden fence outside, which wasn’t something I was expecting to see in my father’s house. Or maybe this house wasn’t his. I was just guessing, at this point. I wanted nothing more than to deal with this in the most mature way possible but my past hurts were getting in the way. I had to think rationally at this point because I didn’t trust my father and that wasn’t going to happen just because he said he wanted what was good for me. He abandoned me when I was six years old. He didn’t care about me. I was dropped on the couch when we entered the house. I was surprised by the interior. It was too nice a house and my father in his hoodie and eyeliner didn’t belong here. I had such a different imagine of him in my mind. He wore overalls and button-down shirts; he never looked like

I sat down beside him and waited for him to recount the tale.It was almost comical how I didn't feel an ounce of fear sitting next to him. He was someone I didn't know and it had already been established that vampires were dangerous creatures. How did I know he didn't intend to hurt me in some way, even though he couldn't drink my blood?Still, despite my doubts, I remained seated. "I met Felix some time ago," he began, still staring at the wall ahead. He was staring at the spot where there should have been a television, yet the wall was bare and he didn't have a stand either. It wasn't all that odd, now that I thought about it. The others didn't have a television either, so maybe it was a vampire thing. What did they have against television, I wondered?"He's much older than me," he continued. "I'm a relatively young vampire. I've only been around for about two hundred years in total, which is nothing compared to the others."I nodded. Two hundred years was young? That was insane.

The move to Vanessa’s place was unproblematic and frankly, I was starting to get used to this constant moving and instability. It didn’t bother me anymore.What bothered me was how thick the tension in the car was. Nobody spoke yet I could sense the silent agitation all around me. I suddenly recalled what Sven said about wanting to lead ordinary lives because he found wealth boring. Was that the case? Did they not want to leave the apartment building? In that case, I felt bad. I didn’t mean to uproot them from their place. It was all my father’s fault. If he had minded his business, this wouldn’t have happened. The drive was a long one. I was lost in my thoughts so I didn’t really see where we were going. I was thinking about what happened these past few days. About my encounter with my father. Everything got too overwhelming whenever I thought about it all, though, so I preferred to shut my thoughts down and stare out the window instead. We were in an isolated area. They’d taken

Waking up groggy and disoriented was a part of my life now. Being immersed in complete darkness like this wasn’t something I’d get used to, not ever. I didn’t know how they could comfortably live like this. At least the lights could be turned on. What was the time, anyway?I sat up in the dark room, the bed groaning along with me. I looked around, hoping to see something. Catch some light. I couldn’t. It was completely pitch black and—Just then, the lights in the room turned on. I closed my eyes to shield them from the glare and had to blink slowly in order for them to adjust to this new light. I wiped the tears accumulating around them and then dared to open my eyes. They were getting comfortable now—there was a lot less stinging involved. Finally. I got up and stretched my arms above my head. I heard a crack in my back and felt less tension there. I was unsure about going downstairs but if the lights had turned on, someone was probably awake. I opened the door and stepped out

I looked around in hopes to spot Felix bug he was nowhere to be found. The vampire before me was still ogling me and I wanted nothing more than to hide from him. Who were these people? I didn’t like them. The only vampires I liked were the ones Felix introduced me to. “What’s the matter?” he asked in a low voice. “Cat got your tongue?”“Nobody says that anymore,” I said sharply. This made him laugh. He flashed his sharp canine, which made me shiver a little at the sight of it. “Is that so? Forgive me. I come for a different time.”“I know.”“Really?” he asked. “What else do you know, since you seem to know everything?”I pressed my lips together and didn’t say anything else further. He stared at me with an amused expression, which made me wonder why all these vampires were so obsessed with witches. What was the matter with them? I didn’t have any powers of enticement, as far as I was concerned. I was just ordinary. The only thing I was good at (apparently) was killing werewolves w