Back home, i have the little boy laying in my bed, blood wiped away, him looking decent. Looking at his wounds, I see them mend themselves back together with the naked-eye. If that doesn't tell me that I've changed, then i don't know what will.
Sitting in the living room on the couch, I write down on a piece of paper, gathering my thoughts:
1. Take care of my new son
2. Find out how i became like this
3. ???
I don't know what I should do after this.
'Yoo'll need to know the rules of the Vampire world, especially now that you're a noble vampire and with a kid vampire as well.'
But who can-
'From me, duh. However, the things that you'll learn, or should I say remember, won't be easy.'
That's a given, since I never expected it to be.
'I'm loving you more and more, Dear.'
Well that doesn't sound creepy at all.
I roll my eyes, thinking in sarcasm. So nottt creepy.
Mentally tired from the taxing events, I grab blanket off the armrest and lay down on the couch. Sleep takes me in her sweet arms, holding me softly as my mind drifts off.
Maybe this can be a dream. . .