Accidental Darkness

Chapter 4: Decisions

Clara's POV

“I need more time to decide,” I said. All my thoughts were floating around my head making me dizzy, and I couldn’t make the biggest decision of my life right now.

“Well, you really don’t have much time. So unless you want to walk around like you're feeling now but worse, I’d choose quickly,” he said.

“Is it bad?” I whispered, looking down at the pavement.

“Being a vampire?” I nodded, “It’s not all that bad. But there are two different kinds of vampires. There’s the made vampires, that’s me, then there’s the lamia. The lamia are born into vampires, and they can stop aging whenever they want and still eat normal food, but need blood to survive. The made vampires stop aging and drink blood only,” he explained.

“But where would I go? It’s not like you’d stick around. And what about my family? I can’t just leave them,” I said, more strongly this time.

“Well, first I should tell you that there are lots of creatures, not just vampires. There are werewolves, shape shifters, and witches. And we all live together in a place called the Night World. So you could probably find a place easily, but until you do, you stay with me. And as for your family, there are three basic options. You could tell them, but even if they did believe you, you’d be breaking one of the biggest laws that we have. Or you could fake your own death, then go away. If you turned into a vampire, you’d have to go into hiding because it’s illegal to turn anyone into a vampire. Your last option would be to stay here for a couple more years, finish high school, then make up an excuse to go away. Say you're getting married, or you could just fake your death later on. If you do choose the last one, then I have a very close friend who’s a doctor, and a vampire. He could pretend you have some disease, then he could pronounce you dead. He’s done it before, so I know he’d be willing to,” he said, without taking a breath once again.

Out of all the options, I liked the last one best. And I almost think that I would rather fake my death than say that I was getting married and would never see them again. Because if I died, then they would still know that I loved them. And that I would never run away from them, even though I would be running.

But I wouldn’t tell them, because they definitely wouldn’t believe me. And I wouldn’t want to break the law, even though technically, I already have.

“What are the other laws?” I asked.

He looked shocked that’d I’d asked him. Oh yeah, I thought smugly, I’m smarter than you think.

“Well the two main ones are not telling a human about the Night World, and not falling in love with a human,” he said, looking at the ground.

“I don’t even know your name,” I said. Realizing this fact after I’d been discussing my life with a total stranger, but somehow I felt like I could trust him.

“Alec, and I still don’t know yours,” he said, looking at me.

“Clara,” I said.

“As for making your decision, if it helps it really comes down to this. Do you want to live?” he asked, searching me for the answer.

Yes. Of course I did. I realized then that I’d subconsciously known the answer the whole time. Of course I wanted to live. And maybe being a vampire wouldn’t be too bad... I can’t believe I just thought that.

“Yes. I want to be a vampire. And I want to finish high school, and maybe a bit longer, then I guess I’ll fake my death,” I said, confident with my decision, no matter how painful it would be.

“Alright then. But there are some complications to all this. As you can see, I’ve already broken one of the biggest laws of the Night World, so you have to promise me that you won’t tell anyone, no matter what. And you can’t tell anyone I made you a vampire. You can’t even tell anybody when you were made a vampire. You might even have to pretend that you’re a lamia. Do you understand me?” he asked, looking straight in my eyes.

“Yes,” I said. I just wanted to get all of it over with.

“There is something else I should tell you. There is a slight chance that you won’t make it through the transition. But the chances of that are very slim. And when we exchange blood for the last time, you’ll be dead for a while. So you should make an excuse that you're going to a friend’s house or something. You will also always have to slip out each night to feed. You’ll have to have self control when you're at home around your family. And there will be a slight change in your appearance. You’ll look slightly more…..beautiful. But in a dangerous huntress kind of way. You will be taking all these risks and all these lies. Are you still sure you want to do this?” he asked me.

Could I take all the lying to my parents? My friends, everyone I know? I’d never really been one for taking risks. But I just couldn’t die. And hey, who wouldn’t want to stay young forever?

“Yes, I’m sure. But I really have to get home before my mom gets worried. Then I’ll tell her I’m staying the next two nights at Serena’s house. Somehow I’ll have to make sure that she doesn’t blow my cover without me telling her the exact truth,” I said, coming up with my plan as I went along.

“Okay. You can stay at my place during the change,” he said.

I was about to ask him about his parents being there, then I looked at him. He looked like he was around eighteen. Still old enough to live on his own, but I had a feeling that his parents were either dead, or didn’t care about him.

“Okay. You can follow my car back to my place after,” he said.

“Sure,” I said. I was already walking towards my car.

“Make it quick,” he called out behind me.

I hoped in my car and started driving on the familiar route home. I tried not to think about anything that had happened. Which wasn’t that hard with the huge headache I had. I dug my phone out of my bag and dialed Serena’s number. It rang twice before she answered.

“Hello?” the familiar voice said.

“Serena? Hi, it’s Clara,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Oh, hey. I was just about to ask if you wanted to come over, because Nevar and I need to talk to you about something,” she said.

“Oh, well I can’t. I’ve got some stuff to do, and I was wondering if you could cover for me in case my mom calls,” I said.

“Clara, what are you doing?” she said, her voice suddenly serious.

“You just have to trust me,” I said, I was two minutes away from my house.

“Clara, I don’t think you should go,” she said. I was glad that I couldn’t see the look on her face.

“I have to go. And don’t worry I’ll be back in two days,” I said, trying to convince not only her, but myself too.

“If there’s anything you need help with, anything at all, you can always come to me. You know that, right?” she asked.

“Of course. But I just have to do this,” I said. She was really starting to creep me out.

“How about you just stop by my house. It’ll only take a minute. I have something to give you,” she said, desperately now.

Her house was on the way to my house, only about twenty seconds away. So I might as well just pick up what she has for me, then go on to my house.

“Okay, I’ll be there in ten seconds,” I said.

“Great, you’re the best,” she said, sounding relieved.

I pulled into her driveway, and parked my car. I went up the rugged stone steps to her door.

I rang the doorbell, and she answered it instantly.

“Hi! Come on in,” she said, with Nevar standing beside her.

“I have to go,” I said, my head feeling like it was about to fall off my shoulders.

“We’ll make it quick,” said Nevar.

They led me into the beautiful living room. It had a long blue couch against the wall, with an elegant coffee table in front of it. There were old paintings on the walls, and a little window behind the couch. The walls were painted a light beige.

“Nevar and I have something to ask you, and to tell you,” she said slowly.

“We were wondering where you’re going tonight,” Nevar asked me.

“I can’t tell you guys. I’m sorry,” I said. I had to get out of here, before I’d need a wheelchair to get me anywhere.

“Well maybe you can after we tell you something about us. Something that we should have told you a long time ago,” they looked at both of me.

“You see, Serena and I, we're different. Sort of like your friend. You see, we’re something out of the ordinary,” said Nevar.

Oh God. Please don’t be vampires, please don’t be vampires.

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