Chapter 2
He had been hinting at it for years, but I thought he was joking; I always thought he was teasing me, making fun of me because he knew I would never do it. Even when he first changed me, when I needed it the most, I refused. But then, that one night when he showed me…what he did to that young boy… I shuddered at the images running through my head of the room I had just found. Now I knew what he really did with those boys he said he buried. I stumbled from the room before my hunger could take over and make me blind to what I was doing. The thought of ever doing that to a human, to someone alive, made what was left of my heart turn cold. I had to get out of there, that room was the last straw and I needed to get out before Valentine killed me. I used to be alive… I forgot almost everything about my life before this, but I still remember the girl… the only one I have ever loved… and she was human. I knew I could never do to humans what Valentine had done to those boys. Most humans did not deserve what Valentine did to them, or the pain it caused them because Valentine, even though he had the ability to, didn’t always take the pain away, and I felt disgusted any time he took me with him to watch or told me about any of his feedings.
Lately, I have taken to staying at the house or going out myself at a later time to feed. I sometimes go during the day instead, just to get away from Valentine. Even though I could only stay in the sun for about an hour and it felt like pins and needles the whole time, this was my favorite time to feed because I could count on being alone. Valentine did not like the sun at all; he once told me it was because it would “ruin his complexion” and that the heat was “bothersome”. I thought he was just fucking with me when he said that, but he is a very vain man and spends every night in front of the mirror before he goes on his hunt. He had made me his little errand boy for these past 97 years making me go to Tamrack and Tramden while he slept during the day, making me choose his victims because he couldn’t be bothered with the hunt. Luckily I had learned enough from Valentine to cloud their minds so they would never recognize me, but doing these errands sickened me. I could hide my thoughts from his most of the time, but he still had control over me that I couldn’t break no matter how hard I tried. He was the one that ha made me, so he had this power over me. He was slowly draining my will to survive, and I didn’t like this life anymore. I knew I could never go back to the way it was, back to my human life, back to… that girl… but I thought if I got away from him, I could at least live a peaceful life; that I could live a life where someone wasn’t constantly killing humans around me and trying to get me to do the same. I knew if I stayed here much longer, I would break and join him in his “blood” room. I was tired of dealing with him and knew I had to get out before he sensed my defiance and just killed me off for being too much of a burden and for finding his “blood” room.
I needed to make some sort of plan for getting away from Valentine. I knew that he wouldn’t just up and let me leave, so I thought if I found some way to sneak out during the day, while he was sleeping then I could leave the asshole behind and not have to worry about him anymore.. Before I got any further with my thoughts I heard a deep laughter in my mind. ‘Shit’. A drop of sweat rolled from my forehead to my cheek as I remembered that he could hear my thoughts as clearly as if we were having a face to face conversation. I had been so deep in my thoughts that I had forgotten to block them so that Valentine couldn’t hear any of them. Luckily I had been so busy thinking of a plan, the “blood” room had stayed out of the fore front of my thoughts; he would ever know that I had found that room. But now he knew I was finally trying to leave and he would try to stop me. “You can’t stop me!” I yelled to the empty room, knowing he would hear me even if he wasn’t in the house. I heard that laughter again. “I won’t try to stop you Drake… if you want to live your own life, you only have to ask. But just know that I will always be there. Everywhere you go, I will haunt your dreams and the people of the town you live in. I will make sure you are never happy and that everyone knows the monster you are. I’ll never let you forget who made you.”
Valentine faded out of my mind like a ghost and I felt drained, as if he had taken my blood instead of just my thoughts. I sat for five more minutes to regain my composure, each tick of the clock reminding me I needed to leave as soon as possible. The sun was starting to set and I wanted to be on my way before it’s light was completely out. Valentine would be stronger at night and I couldn’t hesitate when he already knew I was leaving. I went into my room to get my stuff together; only the important things going into the bag: a few changes of clothes, my gun and my knives. I had plenty of money so if I needed anything else, I could buy it. The sooner I left, the more time I would have to travel, to leave this mansion far behind. I had to take the chance that I was given, no matter who it was from.
