After giving Ann directions to the house she turned down a narrow highway with trees darkening the way on each side of the road. “I didn’t know they built houses out here.”
“I’m as surprised as you,” I said keeping my eyes on the road in case I spotted a deer or werewolf, I thought shaking my head. Even now I can’t believe it.
“Isn’t it dangerous to be out here alone?”
“I don’t think so. Sebastian never would have bought this house if he thought it was a dangerous place to live. We’re planning on raising a family.” Since she was the town gossip, I gave her a bit of talk to pass around. That would fit into Sebastian’s scheme.
“I guess so. But my boyfriend says these woods have strange creatures running around.”
“Stranger creatures than David?”
“I guess you have a point there, Zoey. Good thing the sun is up. I never want to be out here in the dark. You should talk to Dr. Sebastian about moving into the city. Well, it’s not really a city. Not with thirteen hundred people. But we are close to large cities.” Ann glanced my way, “We have to take a ride into Vancouver or maybe go across the border into Seattle for some shopping.”
“You’re on,” I said giving out a smile.
She continued driving up the driveway until she saw the house setting on a hill and alone.
“Oh wow. You’re rich.”
“I never thought of myself as being rich.” The house was a large prison I wanted no part of. I would rather be in my father’s home in Seattle than hiding away in a forest with a vampire.
“When are you going to invite me over?”
“Soon, when I’m settled. Have to buy some furniture.” I opened the door. “Thank you.” I stepped out and waved. Ann took off in her old jeep shooting fumes out of the exhaust and a bang from cheap gas.
By now I was dead tired when I saw something out of the corner of my eyes. It was like a fog. It didn’t look right so I rushed to the door and before the fog could reach me I was safely behind the door. And then I heard the bell. I was holding on so tight to the door it jarred me and I lean to the side to look out.
“Can I come in?”
“No. What do you want, Samantha?”
“I thought we were friends.” She had a hardening of her voice.
“You tried to kill me,” I shouted holding on to the door, and making sure I had turned the locks.
“If I wanted to kill you, I had my chance. I didn’t really want to kill you. I just wanted you to suffer a little because Sebastian loves you and not me.” Well she got that off her chest early.
“Just open the door and let me in so we can talk. I know Sebastian is sleeping and he won’t wake until tonight. So invite me in,” she said her voice low and impatient. She could charm any man by the sound of that voice. Samantha was in her late twenties or early thirties. A beautiful dark haired woman with black eyes.
“How do you know Sebastian?”
“Sebastian promised to marry me and he never did and then I learned about you. I guessed you were the reason for his betrayal.”
“What did I have to do with him not marrying you?”
“You stood in the way of my happiness.”
“How can he marry you, a witch?”
“Because I’m the only one who could marry him. Do you know who and what he is?”
“Yes. He told me.”
“Then you know you never can be happy with him. Let me in and we can sit together and come to some understanding. I can explain how you a human can never hope to keep him,” she said, “Only I can do that. Only a witch of my magnitude will be able to hold him. All you will do is get him killed.”
“I thought vampires can’t die.”
“They don’t die like you. Even I won’t meet my end the way you will.” Her voice dark and sinister with a trace of irony.
“If you are a witch like he says you are, then you figure out how to get in,” I said. I had enough of her predicting my death. Besides, I hadn’t plan on dying yet and not by her hands. She began pulling on the door and banging loud and screaming. Making a shrill ear splitting sound with her voice as if she had whistled and the tone kept getting louder and louder until I couldn’t stand it.
“You’re no witch. You’re just a disgruntled girl friend who can’t stand to see him with me. If you were, you would find a way to get in here,” I taunted her. Then I heard a low moan and it kept increasing and increasing until it reached a shrill high pitch, and the outside glass cracked and split. A crack traveled from the top of the window down the front glass.
Looking at the bottom of the glass, I saw that the window was double thick. Sebastian must have known this would happen, and that’s why he built this house and out here. But how did she find him?
I stood riveted behind the iron door, my heart beating loud unable to move. Trying to catch my breath. What has Sebastian gotten me into? “Just let him wake up. I could kill him if he wasn’t already dead,” I murmured. “I sound like an idiot,” there’s nothing wrong with him that a good psychiatrist can’t cure. Just face it, you’ve found yourself with a nut you happen to love. And a jealous woman is trying to kill you for him. That’s all there is,” I murmured.
“Maybe I can get him help,” I mumbled. But what about that witch of a bitch trying to destroy me. If she continues, I’m going to the police. I was determine this time.
By now I wasn’t tired, but wide awake, and her screaming woke me, and messed up my body clock. I really needed to get some food I can cook. Not the canned meat and frozen pizzas in the pantry.
I would need all my energy to deal with that bitch.