Court of Ambrose

I’m Okay

{Veryn’s POV}

I sighed when I saw Dayus in the floor beside her door. “You know the rules Day. Make sure you follow them from now on.” I shot at him, turning and making my way back to our part of the house.

He followed behind me, his eyes still glazed over, and her blood still staining the corner of his mouth. He ran his hands through his hair nervously, his chest rising and falling as the seriousness of what he’s just done finally sets in. “I’ve never done that before.. I’ve never just let myself go like that.. why did I do that.. she’s going to hate me!”

“Hey!” I shouted, turning and grabbing his shoulder. “Everyone loses their senses sometimes, but you can fix it. We’ll talk to her tomorrow night, for now, go get cleaned up and go to bed!” I snapped.

He nodded, walking into his room, shutting and locking his door. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair, and taking a seat on our couch. Images of her chest heaving while I wiped the blood away flooding into my mind. Her in those little shorts, her body on full display. I shook the thoughts out of my head. “No, I can’t do anything with her. She’s Marnie’s Granddaughter, and more than that, she’s still so young.” The words racing in my mind. There’s something that’s bothering me though, I can understand why she’s upset, but the level of her depression is what’s worrying me. What else happened to her to make her feel this way? I decided it’s better to just let it go for now, and check on her tomorrow, like I agreed to with Dayus.

I went back upstairs, and cleaned up the kitchen, washing all of the dishes and putting them away before going back to the basement, washing up, and getting ready for bed.

{Celeste’s POV}

I woke up to sun pouring in through my window. I was expecting a roaring migraine, and to feel sick after drinking all of that whiskey, but instead I feel fine. I stood up, stretching and yawning, my body felt better than it had in a while. I was completely sobered up, no hangover. I decided to go shower, so I made my way into my bathroom. I noticed that there was a bloody bandage on the floor, and a rag that had blood on it. It was then that my memories snapped back into place, and I realized what had happened. I looked up into the mirror, remembering the kiss that Veryn had given me, to force his blood into my system. I reached up, touching my lips softly. They were stained red with his blood, and I gasped as I looked over myself. A part of me wanted so badly to be angry, but how could I be. Yes, he invaded my space, and didn’t listen when I told him no, which is one of the worst things that someone could do to another person, in my opinion. At the same time, he only did it to save me, it felt a little like hating the person who gives you cpr. I sighed, stripping off my clothes and stepping into the shower. I quickly scrubbed my body clean, and decided I should wash my hand up too. I undid the bandages and was surprised when I noticed that the cut on my finger was gone, along with the puncture holes from Dayus’ fangs. His blood really did heal me, I looked at my hand in awe, before finishing my shower. I stepped out, getting dressed in some pajamas since I didn’t have to go anywhere today. The pajamas were a set of high waisted, wool pants, and a wool, long sleeve, crop top. They were light grey, and I decided to pair them with a wooly pair of grey socks. I threw my hair up into a messy bun, before making my way to the kitchen. I was surprised to see that it was spotless, I was expecting it to still be a mess like it was last night.

I opened the fridge, deciding to have a bagel, and some coffee for breakfast. I got out the bagels and cream cheese, before starting up the coffee pot. I took my food back up to my room, and lit up the fireplace, after setting my food and drink down at my desk. I sat down, eating my bagel, and drinking my coffee, and decided to work on my lesson plans. I’m supposed to be taking over a class, starting tomorrow. The previous teacher had a health scare, and decided it was time to retire. They have been trying to find a replacement, and luckily I sent in my resume just in time. I was so excited when I found out that I got the job, but being here in this house, without my grandmother, without anyone to talk to about what happened.. it’s been difficult. I grabbed my medication, taking it quickly. I was put on anti anxiety medication, and antidepressants, but maybe they weren’t really helping much anymore. I think it’s time to go back to my therapist and maybe get put on something else. I sighed, sitting down at my desk and working on my lesson plans.

I didn’t realize how long I had been sitting here, until I heard a deep voice in my doorway. “Can we talk?”

I jumped, turning and frantically looking in the doorway. “Da**** Dayus, you scared me!” I said, grabbing my chest and trying to slow down my racing heart. “Warn someone before you sneak up on them like that.”

“S-Sorry..” he whimpered, I could see that my words had upset him. “I understand why you’re so jumpy around me now..” he started.

I stood up, crossing the floor and grabbing his large hand in both of my much smaller ones. “No! It isn’t you, I just.. I’m naturally jumpy, I was so lost in thought that I didn’t hear you coming. Really, I’m okay, and everything that happened last night, it’s okay. I know that you didn’t mean to hurt me. You were trying to take care of me, and I carelessly cut my finger. It’s okay, I’m okay, so don’t beat yourself up, okay?” I said, smiling softly up at him.