slightly. Perhaps there was plenty that could go wrong?
His head tilted to the side and his eyes narrowed as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. I knew he wasn’t going to let it go.
‘Fine. It’s just past Ellis Beach. But don’t worry. I’ve got my mobile and my knife. I should be fine. It’s just a dance party, not a blood orgy.’
He scowled and then huffed at me as I turned and prepared to climb up onto the window ledge again, not waiting for a reply. I could feel his disapproving look on my back but I didn’t care. I just hoped that the little moocher would keep his mouth shut long enough for me to have some fun tonight because now the probability of getting caught had just gone up by seventy-five percent.
‘Are we done? Can I go now?’ I said, looking back at him.
‘Elena, it’s not a good idea, I think I—’
Need to shut up and go back to your room .
‘Okay, thanks Lucas, I appreciate it,’ I said, cutting him off.
My hands braced against the window architraves again as I pulled myself up and prepared to jump down to the ground below me.
Cringing, I counted to three, throwing myself from the window opening with all the reckless abandonment I could muster. The air that whistled past my skin was bitingly cold, against my face and the uncovered section of my arms. I barely had time to shiver before my feet hit hard earth below. The predictable snap of one of my bones breaking was the auditory accompaniment to the profanity that slipped past my lips.
Sharp pain coursed its way through my limbs sending spasms of unleashed torment through my legs, bringing tears to my eyes.
I bit down hard on my tongue to suppress the scream that was burning at the back of my throat.
A minute later, and feeling more composed, I rose slowly from my crouched position, feeling my Vampiric genes set to work on my fractured legs. In a few seconds there would be nothing more than a dull ache, the severity of the initial impact all but subsiding now that my body was concentrating on reversing the damages. It was amazing that my ‘battery’ for this particular gift never seemed to run low or die. No matter what I did to myself, I always seemed to bounce right back.
A slow smile spread across my face as the pain effects dissipated.
I looked back up to my window and saw Lucas shaking his head at me, and then disappear, probably to stalk off back to his bedroom.
I waved at his retreating back, a small giggle escaping my lips. My healing ability really was a neat little party trick. It was just a pity I could never tell anyone about it.
I straightened the bag against my shoulder and quietly manoeuvred my way through the overgrown back garden and down the front driveway, picking out pieces of grass seed from the side of my clothes as I walked. Once I knew that I was definitely out of earshot from the house, I started to jog to where I knew Kayla would be sitting in her car waiting for me.
* * *
‘Hey E, looking good,’ Kayla said, sweeping an approving glance over my body as I got in and buckled my seatbelt.
I took a quick minute to eye my friend over in return. This was typical Kayla—she was wearing a super-short blue sundress over her voluptuous frame. Her breasts were barely contained behind the strained material, but I had to admire her confidence, even if it did get her into compromising situations sometimes. Her long blonde hair was tied back into a neat ponytail, her brown eyes were lacquered with lashings of thick eye make-up, and her lips were painted a vivid scarlet.
She was walking sin.
‘So did you bring your bathing suit?’ she asked, breaking into my thoughts while she pulled the car away from the curb. She made a left shortly after, which soon intersected with the main highway leading out of town and towards the northern beaches. The Main Roads Department sign we passed declared that we were sixty-five kilometres away to our intended destination.
His head tilted to the side and his eyes narrowed as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. I knew he wasn’t going to let it go.
‘Fine. It’s just past Ellis Beach. But don’t worry. I’ve got my mobile and my knife. I should be fine. It’s just a dance party, not a blood orgy.’
He scowled and then huffed at me as I turned and prepared to climb up onto the window ledge again, not waiting for a reply. I could feel his disapproving look on my back but I didn’t care. I just hoped that the little moocher would keep his mouth shut long enough for me to have some fun tonight because now the probability of getting caught had just gone up by seventy-five percent.
‘Are we done? Can I go now?’ I said, looking back at him.
‘Elena, it’s not a good idea, I think I—’
Need to shut up and go back to your room .
‘Okay, thanks Lucas, I appreciate it,’ I said, cutting him off.
My hands braced against the window architraves again as I pulled myself up and prepared to jump down to the ground below me.
Cringing, I counted to three, throwing myself from the window opening with all the reckless abandonment I could muster. The air that whistled past my skin was bitingly cold, against my face and the uncovered section of my arms. I barely had time to shiver before my feet hit hard earth below. The predictable snap of one of my bones breaking was the auditory accompaniment to the profanity that slipped past my lips.
Sharp pain coursed its way through my limbs sending spasms of unleashed torment through my legs, bringing tears to my eyes.
I bit down hard on my tongue to suppress the scream that was burning at the back of my throat.
A minute later, and feeling more composed, I rose slowly from my crouched position, feeling my Vampiric genes set to work on my fractured legs. In a few seconds there would be nothing more than a dull ache, the severity of the initial impact all but subsiding now that my body was concentrating on reversing the damages. It was amazing that my ‘battery’ for this particular gift never seemed to run low or die. No matter what I did to myself, I always seemed to bounce right back.
A slow smile spread across my face as the pain effects dissipated.
I looked back up to my window and saw Lucas shaking his head at me, and then disappear, probably to stalk off back to his bedroom.
I waved at his retreating back, a small giggle escaping my lips. My healing ability really was a neat little party trick. It was just a pity I could never tell anyone about it.
I straightened the bag against my shoulder and quietly manoeuvred my way through the overgrown back garden and down the front driveway, picking out pieces of grass seed from the side of my clothes as I walked. Once I knew that I was definitely out of earshot from the house, I started to jog to where I knew Kayla would be sitting in her car waiting for me.
* * *
‘Hey E, looking good,’ Kayla said, sweeping an approving glance over my body as I got in and buckled my seatbelt.
I took a quick minute to eye my friend over in return. This was typical Kayla—she was wearing a super-short blue sundress over her voluptuous frame. Her breasts were barely contained behind the strained material, but I had to admire her confidence, even if it did get her into compromising situations sometimes. Her long blonde hair was tied back into a neat ponytail, her brown eyes were lacquered with lashings of thick eye make-up, and her lips were painted a vivid scarlet.
She was walking sin.
‘So did you bring your bathing suit?’ she asked, breaking into my thoughts while she pulled the car away from the curb. She made a left shortly after, which soon intersected with the main highway leading out of town and towards the northern beaches. The Main Roads Department sign we passed declared that we were sixty-five kilometres away to our intended destination.
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