Semua Bab So You Think Your Sister's a Vampire?: Bab 21 - Bab 30

From the top of the stairwell, I could hear my family talking. I took my time. If they didn’t know I could hear, they might just keep saying things that could be valuable to my investigation.My mom’s voice carried up the stairs. “We had always heard that Transformation was extremely painful, but now I guess they have some new method or something, and it’s not so bad? Is that right, or was Aaron just trying to make us feel better?”There was that word again. I knew for a fact now that my sister had undergone some sort of procedure, something that had altered who—or what—she was. The proof was in the blur I’d seen as she made her way to the house. And now my mom was confirming it.I wished there was some way I could wait until after my sister replied before I showed myself, but Cadence was facing the entryway from the stairs to the living room, so as soon as I stepped foot on the floor at the bottom of the stairwell

My mother ordered pizza for dinner. Yet another reason to suspect it was the end of times. I wanted to check the back yard to see if perhaps she had also purchased us a pet unicorn, that’s how rare it was that my mom would order pizza for dinner when it wasn’t anyone’s birthday. The only other time I remember her ordering anything in on a regular day was when my father had a fender bender on the way home from work, and they were both stressed out about calling insurance and whatever else you have to do when your car’s crunched.We didn’t even eat at the table! We sat in front of the television and watched a movie. I had no idea we even owned TV trays. It was amazing, and it sort of made me wish my sister had transformed into some weird, super-fast creature earlier or more often.If Cadence was struggling to keep things at a normal pace, no one noticed. She looked like her regular self, although I swear she was more muscular somehow. It was

Lying as still as I possibly could, I strained to hear what was happening next door. I heard Cadence’s water switch off but didn’t hear anything else for a while. I assumed she was still in the bathroom, drying off, etc. Just when I was beginning to think I was imagining everything, the bathroom door opened, and I heard my sister shriek. It wasn’t a scream—like she was in pain or something was attacking her—it was more like the sound someone might make at a surprise party. However, it was enough for me to know I wasn’t losing my mind.It was muffled but distinct enough that I could make out every word. “What are you doing in my bedroom again?” my sister shouted.Before he even spoke, I knew who she was speaking to. “Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!” I heard Aaron say. His voice was becoming too familiar to me. “I just climbed in the window…. I had no idea you were in the shower. If I had known, I wouldn&rsquo

“What is it, Cass?” Lucy’s voice sounded haunted, as if she, too, were on the edge of a discovery that would shake her from what was left of the normal world.I was having trouble even formulating what had entered my head into a coherent thought, let alone a sentence. I managed to croak, “Water,” and gestured for the bottle I’d left on Lucy’s nightstand.Emma looked at Lucy, her eyes wider than normal behind her glasses, took the lid off of the bottle and handed it to me. I nodded my thanks and swallowed about half of the contents before handing it back to her and taking a few deep breaths. The water helped loosen my tongue, but I still didn’t know how I was going to say what I was thinking.I slowly turned so that I was facing them both. “Okay—so here’s the deal,” I began. “You guys prepare to tell me that I’m nuts. Okay?”“No problem.” Emma’s resp

“I agree that Emma’s theory also sounds plausible.” Before Emma could mentioned that I said ‘also’ I pointed at her with one finger. “Did you have a chance to look at Eliza’s friends on that social media site?”“Not yet.” This had her refocused, and I hoped she would let both of our theories go. I took a deep breath as Emma began to concentrate on her laptop again.Lucy wrapped her arm around me. “I’m sorry all of this is happening, Cass.”Part of me wanted to bury my face in her shoulder and have a good cry, but I felt selfish crying over mere possibilities when, somewhere across town, my sister was watching them lower her good friend into the cold, dark earth. What did I have to cry about in comparison? My sister was alive, even if she was acting odd. There had to be a logical explanation for what was happening, one that didn’t involve the undead or drugs. I just hadn’t f