"I understand that." Allen spoke, "But everyone knows who she is right? You told them. And Simon is with her."
June shook his head with a sigh, "No you don't Allen, you don't understand. This mansion, is filled with vampires. Vampires who feast on human blood regularly. To whom drinking from humans isn't wrong, but what they believe is their right."
"But Stella is. . . . . " Allen began but June cut her off.
"Do you think it'll matter to them?" June's voice cracked, "And you Allen . . " she spoke, remembering something, "You were my soulmate Allen, my soulmate. Do you even remember how . . . . . "
June's throat closed up as she spoke these words and she broke down.
"Shhh . . . shhh . . . . it's all right. That's all in the past. Shh . . . . shh . . . " Allen tried to calm June down as he hugged her tightly and rubbed her back.
"Yeah . . . but Stella . . . Stella isn't in the past." June replied, recovering herself a bit and pulling away. "You're right. And her blood." Allen added, suddenly realising the danger Stella was really in.
June nodded as she wiped away her tears, "You and Simon are able to control yourself because you've never tasted human blood. It's harder for Den because he used to drink from humans up till some decades away."
"But the vampires who regularly drink from humans won't be able to control themselves." Allen spoke with a horror-struck face and as he was about to rush out, June stopped him. "Wait!" she said.
"What?" Allen asked, turning to look at her.
"If Stella was outside, Den would definitely have found her by now." she said. "And the fact that he hasn't, means that she didn't probably leave the mansion." Allen added.
"And if she had come down," June began. "Her smell would have been all over the place." Allen completed her sentence.
"Which means she's on the upper floors!!" both of them exclaimed together and dashed up the stairs at their full speed.
Half an hour ago . . . .
As Stella looked into Simon's dark maroon eyes, clearly a bit uncomfortable at the idea of going out, but still wanting to go along for her sake, she sighed.
Stella knew why Simon was willing to go out in the sun even though he could get badly sunburnt, and exposing her to a danger they both knew to be too deadly.
She shook her head. However much she tried to control her mind, she had accidentally peeked into Simon's mind a few times.
She knew of the ardent love he harboured for Helen, and also knew that, unlike Sharp, didn't blame her for having the same face. Though he was quite good at hiding his thoughts under a layer of medical gibberish, Stella had seen that somewhere Simon had come to look at her as Helen and had started to fall for this new Helen.
But she wasn't Helen, was she? Helen had been like the women she had just seen, graceful and beautiful. Everything she could never be.
"I don't think that's such a good idea." Stella spoke, "but we don't really need to go out to explore do we? I mean, this place is freging huge!!" she added enthusiastically, seeing Simon's smile vanish and lips droop.
"That's right! You promised not to set a foot outside. Nobody said anything about exploring the mansion." Simon brightened up.