was being kept against his will by Duran. He wasn't one of them," shouted Lilly, trying to calm her down.
"Carmelo... we've got a problem," yelled December, as he ran through the throng of people to the end of the grand hall where the four of them stood, Jemima ready to pounce.
"Jemima, calm down, remember what we taught you. Control those emotions. Chris is completely innocent just like you. Duran and his buddies murdered Chris's family and then turned him into a vampire. You're safe here. Completely safe," urged Carmelo as he held her arms and gently tried to pull her back down to the sofa where she had been sitting.
"I'm... I'm sorry, Jemima, I'm sorry for what he did to you but they did it to me too. I didn't want this either. Please believe me," pleaded Chris who stood motionless waiting for her to calm down.
Jemima's protruding fangs retracted into her gums and she broke down, sobbing.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." she said repeatedly.
Chris approached her and knelt down by her side, "It's okay, it's okay. I know what you're going through."
She looked up at him and he took her hand and squeezed it.
Lilly looked across at December and smiled but the smile wasn't returned. Instead a pained look momentarily crossed her eyes. Rushing to her side, she took her hand and pulled her away from the crowded main hall, into the room they used whenever they stayed there.
She pulled her until they were both sitting on the soft old green leather sofa with its fading arms and comfortable cushions.
"Is Dad trying to communicate with you again? Is it a headache? Remember what Millicent said about focussing on the pain?"
December smiled, "No, no, it's nothing like that. No headaches or anything,"
"Oh, then what happened. You looked like you were in pain?"
"Did I?" she asked innocently.
"December, this is me, remember? I know when something's wrong."
Her best friend put her hand through her shoulder length red hair and smiled a sad smile.
"I guess it was because of Chris."
A look of confusion crossed Lilly's face.
"He and I have been close since we met, you know. I really like him."
"Well, that's obvious. He really likes you too."
"Perhaps he does, but not as much as Jemima. I have to face the facts. He's a vampire. Who am I kidding? He needs to be with his own kind? And Jemima is now a vampire, a beautiful vampire the same age as him who he can spend eternity with."
"Oh December, you do have a point, I guess."
December gave her friend an angry stare. "That should have been the time you tell me he likes me more than any other girl, that not even a vampire could compete with me, blah blah blah...!" she said crossly.
Lilly chuckled, "I'm your best friend, I'm not going to lie to you, December. You realised it the second he took her hand. Perhaps they are meant to be together. If anyone has ever had a real connection, it's those two. You two can still be friends. I mean, it's not like anything ever happened between you two, is it... or did it?"
Shaking her head, December tried hard to smile, "No, we only ever held hands. It just wasn't meant to be, was it? Oh God... I'm such a moron. But, but he was so cute. Is so cute. He's just a lovely guy, you know?"
"Yes, he's cute and yes he's a lovely guy and yes, he's a great friend and if you were a great friend, you'd accept this and let him move on with his life which could possibly mean a relationship with fellow vampire Jemima, who, I might add, could really use our support right now. It's not like she's stealing your boyfriend, December, because he was never your boyfriend in the first place. He was just a really good hand holder," she laughed as she stood pacing from one end of the room to the other.
Suddenly she was pelted by a multitude of cushions.
"Hey!"
"Sorry, I just remembered the last time we were in here... I was hitting you with a cushion then, so I figured I'd do it again."
"Stop using those magical powers on me right now, December or I'll...
"Carmelo... we've got a problem," yelled December, as he ran through the throng of people to the end of the grand hall where the four of them stood, Jemima ready to pounce.
"Jemima, calm down, remember what we taught you. Control those emotions. Chris is completely innocent just like you. Duran and his buddies murdered Chris's family and then turned him into a vampire. You're safe here. Completely safe," urged Carmelo as he held her arms and gently tried to pull her back down to the sofa where she had been sitting.
"I'm... I'm sorry, Jemima, I'm sorry for what he did to you but they did it to me too. I didn't want this either. Please believe me," pleaded Chris who stood motionless waiting for her to calm down.
Jemima's protruding fangs retracted into her gums and she broke down, sobbing.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." she said repeatedly.
Chris approached her and knelt down by her side, "It's okay, it's okay. I know what you're going through."
She looked up at him and he took her hand and squeezed it.
Lilly looked across at December and smiled but the smile wasn't returned. Instead a pained look momentarily crossed her eyes. Rushing to her side, she took her hand and pulled her away from the crowded main hall, into the room they used whenever they stayed there.
She pulled her until they were both sitting on the soft old green leather sofa with its fading arms and comfortable cushions.
"Is Dad trying to communicate with you again? Is it a headache? Remember what Millicent said about focussing on the pain?"
December smiled, "No, no, it's nothing like that. No headaches or anything,"
"Oh, then what happened. You looked like you were in pain?"
"Did I?" she asked innocently.
"December, this is me, remember? I know when something's wrong."
Her best friend put her hand through her shoulder length red hair and smiled a sad smile.
"I guess it was because of Chris."
A look of confusion crossed Lilly's face.
"He and I have been close since we met, you know. I really like him."
"Well, that's obvious. He really likes you too."
"Perhaps he does, but not as much as Jemima. I have to face the facts. He's a vampire. Who am I kidding? He needs to be with his own kind? And Jemima is now a vampire, a beautiful vampire the same age as him who he can spend eternity with."
"Oh December, you do have a point, I guess."
December gave her friend an angry stare. "That should have been the time you tell me he likes me more than any other girl, that not even a vampire could compete with me, blah blah blah...!" she said crossly.
Lilly chuckled, "I'm your best friend, I'm not going to lie to you, December. You realised it the second he took her hand. Perhaps they are meant to be together. If anyone has ever had a real connection, it's those two. You two can still be friends. I mean, it's not like anything ever happened between you two, is it... or did it?"
Shaking her head, December tried hard to smile, "No, we only ever held hands. It just wasn't meant to be, was it? Oh God... I'm such a moron. But, but he was so cute. Is so cute. He's just a lovely guy, you know?"
"Yes, he's cute and yes he's a lovely guy and yes, he's a great friend and if you were a great friend, you'd accept this and let him move on with his life which could possibly mean a relationship with fellow vampire Jemima, who, I might add, could really use our support right now. It's not like she's stealing your boyfriend, December, because he was never your boyfriend in the first place. He was just a really good hand holder," she laughed as she stood pacing from one end of the room to the other.
Suddenly she was pelted by a multitude of cushions.
"Hey!"
"Sorry, I just remembered the last time we were in here... I was hitting you with a cushion then, so I figured I'd do it again."
"Stop using those magical powers on me right now, December or I'll...
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