Big Brother

So many questions and nothing seemed to give her answers. She sat and watched as Mina fell into the arms of a young Vlad and wondered if that was how she should have been? The truth to all her horrors was no, she didn’t want to seem too easy, but she did believe that Craven had done more than take her clothes off that night.

Once she hit the house, she had changed out of that outfit and pulled on a comfortable pair of sleeper paints that had tweety bird on them. With the pants she pulled on an oversized T-shirt that said “Don’t talk to me until I have had at least two cups of coffee.” The shirt had an old lady on it, which reminded her of her granny.

She lost her to cancer five years ago; it had been a horrible road for her. The thing that surprised her most with her granny was she always had a smile for her. Nothing could get her down, even throwing up from the meds they gave her. Majesta didn’t want to go out that way, but if it came down to it then she would be brave, like her. Pumpkin cuddled up in her lap and she couldn’t help but smile. The big fat cat was always there when she needed comfort. Running her hands through his fur he started purring, it was not a normal cat purr. His would skip a beat every so often, unique to him.

When she looked up at the movie, it was almost over, she didn’t really want it to be. They had figured out that Vlad was after Mina, that she had taken his blood. Boo for her giving in to the urge to have him. That brought her sitting up a little, why didn’t she take him up on his offer? She would never get sick, never die. Would never be human again, that scared her. She might look like one and act like one, but she would never eat double chocolate cake with a hot center. To never know the love of a child that she gave birth too. So many things running around in her mind, but she really didn’t know enough about the situation to be happy either way.

Through the years, you heard about vampires, but you never thought they were real. Books on top of books were written about them, yet you never knew what was real and what was fake. Too many thoughts and having so many emotions had given her a massive headache. Pumpkin moved off her lap and she sighed. Finally, she stood and went into the kitchen to get a drink, maybe a snack. As she moved into the kitchen, she would have sworn she heard something scratching the back door. No dogs lived near her house, but then again, you never knew when someone bought a new pet.

To put the noise out of her mind, she grabbed a can of cherry coke and the bag of chips. Not the best snack in the world, but hey at this point she didn’t care. Back to the living room she went, sitting down just in time to see Mina kill her beloved vampire. It didn’t seem right that they had her kill him. She had loved him, or thought she had. But she put that knife in, then chopped off his head.

What a way to go. At that thought, she heard a knock on her door. That was odd seeing as it was super late, no one came to visit her. Without thought that it might be Craven she went to answer the door. As she rounded the corner to the hall where the door was she stopped dead in her tracks. Would Craven knock? Did he want her back? All those thoughts sent fear racing through her and she didn’t want to answer the door. The person knocked again and she couldn’t bring herself to answer it. Finally she broke through her fear and went the last few steps to the door.

“Who is it?” she asked before touching the door.

“Rick… Open the door.” Rick called from outside.

Majesta blinked her eyes a few times stepping forward to finally open the door. Rick stood there looking at her like she had gone mad. The truth was she wasn’t far from it at that moment. Like always Rick hugged her close to his tall body, she sagged into him. They had known each other for years, and he was like a brother to her. Always there when she needed him the most, but not always at the best hour. Rick stood six foot even, and was thinner than he really should have been. Brown, gray hair was military cut to his head, a habit he had picked up in the Navy. His brown eyes almost looked black and always seemed to be filled with sorrow. The look on his face told her that he had been worried about her. She couldn’t really explain what had happened. To know the whole truth was to put his life in danger.

“What are you doing here this late?” She asked, knowing he didn't normally stop by this late.

“Nice to see you too. Tell me where you have been over some coffee. Maybe the truth will come out if I am sitting with you watching. What are you watching?” Rick asked as he walked into the house.

Rick didn’t wait for her to invite him in, he just came in. Nothing knew there, Rick was at home in her house and she didn’t mind him being here. It had never been more than friends with the two of them. Always like brother and sister. It made her wonder if in her past life she had any siblings. Rick moved past her, and she closed the door, making sure it was locked. Walking behind Rick was always a nice view, but tonight he seemed to be in a hurry to find out what happened to her. To his norm, Rick was wearing blue jeans that were a bit snug in the rear, and a T-shirt that had a saying on it. This one said Warning: I do stupid things. She couldn’t help but snicker at what his shirt said, he was rather good at doing stupid stuff.

In the kitchen Rick had already started the pot of coffee, he was like Captain Coffee. He did make the best coffee she had ever had in her life. Almost better than sex coffee, but just almost, even if her sex life was very limited. Without a word, she moved around him into the small dining room. On the far wall was a large mirror, which had been her Granny’s. In the middle of the floor sat her table, it was old and rustic looking. Most would say that it looked worn out. Four chairs sat on all four sides and welcomed people to sit down. The table had a pumpkin centerpiece on it. Leaves and acorns spilled out of the pumpkin to the wood top of the table. Place mats that matched the centerpiece sat at all place settings.

The floor was tiled and the walls were a soft green color. They say green has a calming effect; she didn’t know for sure if that was true. Pulling out one of the chairs, she sat down to wait, no point in asking Rick if he needed help. He would just brush her off. She sat smelling the coffee that was brewing and heard him rummaging through her cabinets. The last bang of a cabinet door and he appeared with two cups of coffee. He put one cup in front of her the other at his place. Then put the sugar and milk on the table, she never bought creamer for herself, she didn’t use it.

Before they started talking, he grabbed the phone to order pizza. She looked at him like he had lost his mind ordering pizza. Then shrugged putting sugar in her coffee. After he had placed the order, he looked at her waiting. She could play the waiting game with him but didn’t feel like dealing with it tonight.

“Why are you staring at me?” Majesta glared at him over her coffee cup.

“Tell me why you vanished for two days.” Rick demanded, looking at her like a brother would.