The Romanova vampire chronicalsA Story by amelia davidisonpart of a book i wrote not sure if its worth finishingi used to think being alone was a bad thing. but over the years ive gotten used to it actualy. after a hundred years the feeling is kind of peacefull . wich is why today i have to start fresh im leaveing grasmiere indiana. for the first time in over 4 years . i cant keep this sherade up any longer evan if i would have liked to i could only look 18 for so long befor people would start to notice things its only natural id have to leave i could never stay in just one place so i became used to leaveing and saw it was a new begining of eterenty i sat on the plane waiting for take off hopeing nobody would sit next to me and then i gusse i feel a sleep becase i woke with a start cold sweat driping from my face it was that dream i thought that dream ............. i havent had that dream in nearly a decade i only had ever had it once befor and it was the most horrifying thing evan for a vampire i sat back and tried to remember the images bluring in my head i was running .. runnning from him from a man that man who ever he was he said they knew my secret they could feel it in there blood he yelled it as i ran they were pretty pissed off who ever it was and the wanted to kill me for it it was a long plane ride to alaska and i started to feel as if the tiny blue seat was closeing in on me i hated sitting still and doing notheing for a long period of time i was bored but i dident dare go back to sleep not after that dream when i got off the plane i went stright to the bag check and waited till i saw my luggage watching all the colors shapes and sizes of suit cases and travle bags spin around on the table i waited for more then 10 minutes untill i saw it and there it was marie romanova i noticed that my luggiage was probably the most expensive there i payed over 3 thousand dollers for the royal blue designer suit case that matched my jaket perfectly wich i checked for my papers and id i looked at the picture on my id card my hair was longer then wich complamented my green eyes better than the short layed cut i had now but it would grow in time i suppose i walked to the center of the airport takeing it in as i went it was a lot bigger than the airport i had just came from the big domed roof was high there were tall windows on both sides of the room and lots and lots of people every shape every color some were familys some were students and tourists some were lovers and bussness men . they were saying good byes and hellos you tell just how many emotions were going through this one room i always found airports fassanateing espesicaly how so many diffrent people could feel so many diffrent things in one room
i got in a cab outside of the airport when i got in i smelled a mix of cumon and middle eastern cooking wich dident sit well with my hightend scense of smell whare are you going miss asked a middleaged balding pakistany man from the front of the car vesting alaska i said ohh that will be a little pricey beautyfull said the man its fine i replied hopeing he wasent seriusly trying to hit on me ok he said thats 59.60 pay now and then i drive i opend up my louie voulton wallet and handed him a hundred doller bill keep the change i said oh are you sure he asked his eyes wide with surprise yes please its no problem i said oh thank you so verry much miss your wellcome i said hopeing he wouls stop talking to me soon the cab ride was indeed a long one like he had said and i hoped he would arrive soon becase i was begining to get hungry or thirsty if youd like to call it that but i knew i needed blood soon and i tried not to prey on humans if i could help it unless they really pissed me off and that only happend a few times i think and this man deffently did not look to appatiseing ok miss we are here said the driver ok thank you i said as i got out and opend the trunk takeing out my luggge as i stepped out into the snow if felt cold and wet through my ugg boots i hated when that happend as i walked up to my hotel i looked around it was like a winter wonderland it reminded me of a snowglobe id had as a child that the zar of russia had given me and i thought i might actualy like it here its a shame i wont be able to stay more than 4 years ive lived in 16 states and 12 countrys and so far this has been my faveorite arival yet i walked into the lobby of the small hotel placed my bags on the green floor and walked to the desk marie romanova asked the women from behind the counter yes i replied i little taken aback room b4 second door on the left she said excuse me i suddenly asked how did you know my name ? her blue eyes stared at me a little confused a man named victor yougostava said you would be ariveing soon and its a small town not to many people look like a marie romanova around here she said takeing in my verry russian apperiance she stared like i was a movie star then added a little smile filping her highlighted hair still stareing as i walked away i was used to people stareing at me like i was famous being a vampire made you beautyfull wich made you deadly and if you were beautyfull befor you became one of the undead then you really were a threat the more atractive the vampire the quicker the human the prey truts you i walked down the long hall turning left and going up a flight of stairs untill i reached the second floor i opend the door and made another left going down the long hall way untill i saw it and i wasent surprised to see him sitting on my bed hello vicktor i said setting my bags down as i walked in hello dear he said are - are you verry angry with me for checking you in ? no thank you for that i said opening ym bags and unpacking verry well then how do you like the place he asked ? as much as i hate to say this youve out done your self im verry pleased i thought a small town would be better this time you can stay here longer and the people dont ask to many questions he said happily im so glad you like it the house will be ready in a couple days and ...... THE HOUSE ! i cut him off what do you mean the house i asked in disbelief furiusly well yes theres not to many apartments here no lofts or anything just studios notheing worthy of your pressence he said cautiously but the house is quite lovely he added and just small enough vicktor i said if that house is anything like the last house you baught im going to kill you ! he mutterd something about open threats and a impossable 3 yearold vicktor has taken care of me since i was 3 he was hired by my farther when my mother could no longer care for me due to her illness he was the closest thing i had to family and all tho at times i wish he dident act ike this was the 1700s he loved me and loved to spoil me evan if i wasent pleased about it i see your wareing the boots i got you for your birthday he said smileing how do they fit ? they suit you well i can think of a few words that suit you i said under my breath and i was sure that he could here me TO BE CONTINUEDDD © 2009 amelia davidisonAuthor's Note
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Added on January 2, 2009Authoramelia davidisonStaten island new yorkAboutIm 18 im a writer from the nyc area im curently working on a YA novle and a few songs and short stories more..Writing
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