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by Yirak, Laura


  “Hello there.” Patrick looked down.

  “Mitsy disturbed my bath earlier. She has great timing!” Alesta said as she set up the medical supplies on the table next to Patrick.

  “Well at least it’s not the guests she’s disturbing this time.” Patrick laughed.

  “Yeah!” Alesta chuckled and then got serious as she applied gloves with a snap and cleaned his wound with some sterile water. “Tilt your head Patrick, I’ll do this….”

  “Ahhh!” Patrick said in pain as Alesta pulled pushed her thumb over the cut.

  “All done, wound opened,” Alesta said and picked up the needle.

  “That wasn’t any notice,” Patrick protested.

  “Shhhh! Don’t move.” Alesta pierced his skin with the needle and Patrick clenched his teeth. “Just three more there.”

  “Right,” Patrick said, while she continued poking him. He tried to focus on the view.

  “See all done. It will heal quicker now,” Alesta said satisfied and wiped up the excess blood. She stood up, opened up one of the kitchen cabinets and pulled out a bottle. She picked out two white pills, poured a glass of cold water and handed it to him.

  “Thirty minutes and you’ll be a new man,” she said smiling. “So go get ready!”

  “I need a minute after that,” Patrick said.

  “Well okay then. Anyways, you never told me how this happened,” Alesta inquired.

  “It was a bit daft really.” Patrick paused, thinking. “You see, I was in the kitchen and…” he paused again.

  “Patrick, you’re not in that much pain are you?”

  “Well it is a bit sore. Right what was I saying?”

  “You were in the kitchen,” Alesta reminded.

  “Uh, right, well I spilled a box of bloody cornflakes and as I was trying to clean it up, I tripped and hit my head on the kitchen counter top.”

  “That’s it.” Alesta could smell a lie and pried some more. “Come on Patrick.”

  “Daft really, the cornflakes were everywhere and I lost my balance. I went up to my room after it and passed out……. Judy trained herself for a bit.”

  “What!” her skepticism was replaced with surprise. “Judy trained herself, what do you mean?”

  “Well, I passed out and she arrived and I wasn’t around. She checked in some guests and fed them, all while looking for me.”

  “Poor Judy. All on her first day!”

  “She did very well,” Patrick said. “And she is going to cover me tonight.”

  “You asked her to cover you after all that?”

  “Yeah, well, eh, that was the plan, wasn’t it?” Patrick asked uncertain.

  “Sure, I will talk with her about it again. I mean it’s her first day on. We can’t do that to her.” Alesta stood up after gathering up her mess.

  “Let’s go talk with her,” Alesta said and they both went over to the main house.

  Judy had neatly unpacked all of her clothes and hung them up in her new walk in closet. She heard a knock on the door and answered surprised to see Alesta standing there in a vibrant blue top. Alesta’s deep blue eyes stood out at her.

  Judy suddenly got the chills, “Ah…..Hello!” Judy said.

  “Judy, I wanted to welcome you to the Manor and to apologize for your rough first day. These things are a little out of the ordinary around here.”

  “Not to worry, I learned quite a lot today. I’m fine Alesta.”

  “Well, you will be compensated for it. You don’t need to cover Patrick tonight. I think it’s a bit much after everything,” Alesta said.

  “Oh no, I’ll be fine. Patrick should go out. Really, it’s no problem. I mean I would be here anyways right and all I have to do is answer the phone. Patrick showed me the computer earlier. It’s no problem Alesta,” Judy insisted, wanting to please her new boss.

  “You sure?” Alesta asked.

  “Yes, definitely,” Judy smiled. “You two go out and have some fun and I’ll take care of the place, anyways it’ll be fun!”

  “Well okay, I will have my cell phone on me and I want you to call me if there is a problem, we will come right back. Don’t even hesitate to call.”

  “Great,” Judy said. “Well, I’m going to plant myself at the front desk, and don’t worry.” Judy closed her bedroom door and locked it.

  “Right! Alesta raised her hand to Judy as she passed her in the hallway and knocked on Patrick’s door loudly.

  “Patrick! You ready?” Alesta asked impatiently. “What’s taking so long?”

  Alesta stood and listened, she could hear him brushing his teeth. Patrick was very particular about his appearance. Alesta leaned against the wall and waited. The door opened and he stepped out in nice jeans and a black button up shirt.

  “Did I tell you that you suit black Patrick?” Alesta took his strong arm in hers.

  “Thanks, and you in blue,” he said.

  They said bye to Judy on their way out and left the Manor in her hands.

  “You think she’ll be okay?” Alesta asked Patrick as they walked to her car.

  “Yes, well she has our number if she needs us,” Patrick responded. “Which car tonight?”

  “Your choice, you drive!” Alesta said as she opened the garage door.

  “Let’s take the Rover!” he said and Alesta tossed him the keys.

  Patrick started the car and they pulled out of the car port.

  Patrick pulled up to the front of Monica’s semi-detached house and pressed the horn. Alesta watched as Monica peeked out the curtains through her front window. She appeared, black skirt, heels and the works. When Alesta saw how good Monica looked, she’d wished she’d put on a skirt too instead of jeans. At least the jeans were tight she told herself.

  Monica opened the car door and got in. “Right Glasgow! Let’s go have some fun!”

  “Yes!” Alesta chimed in and Patrick said nothing.

  “What’s up with you Patrick?” Monica asked.

  “Oh he’s fine, a little Catholic guilt that’s all,” Alesta said. “Patrick, she’ll be fine.” Alesta placed her hand on his arm.

  “Who?” Monica asked.

  “The new hire, we left her alone on her first day.”

  Monica laughed, “You two, up to trouble as usual. Once we’ve had a few we won’t be worrying about that Patrick.”

  “Yeah, yeah,” Patrick said. He focused on driving and let the best friends catch up.

  “How was work?” Alesta looked over to talk to Monica in the back who was putting on lipstick.

  “It was a busy shift, but I got out on time so that’s good! Mary was having problems with one of the new nurses, but she handled her,” Monica laughed.

  “Handled her?” Alesta asked.

  “Yeah! She took over, the patient was so sick and the new nurse didn’t know what the hell to do. Mary ended up in that room most of the night.”

  “Mary!” Alesta scoffed.

  Glasgow’s streets buzzed with cars and people. Patrick circled for quite a while looking for a parking spot. He finally found one in a back alley and parked the Rover. They all got out and the black Rover beeped as Patrick locked it. The alley was dark and quiet and as they entered the main strip, the three of them stuck close together as they carved their way through the maze of people.

  “Let’s go to Tini’s” Monica said.

  “Right then,” Patrick finally spoke.

  Tini’s sign flashed a neon red and they all waited in line to pay their ten pounds each to get in. A big muscled bouncer watched the front, dressed in black from head to toe. Monica smiled at him as they passed. He didn’t even flinch. Laser lights in many colors flashed all around them; people packed every inch of the place. Alesta felt the sudden urge to eat as she watched the young men sweating and dancing with their friends or dates. It was too packed to really tell who was dancing with whom.

  Patrick yelled over the pounding music. “What do you two want to drink?”

  “Lemon drop, my usual,” Monica yel
led back.

  “Alesta?” Patrick yelled.

  Alesta was listening to the hum of the quickly beating hearts, and without speaking loudly, said, “Nothing.” But Patrick heard it as if it echoed through his ears.

  That was weird, Patrick thought. He pointed that he would meet them both upstairs. He turned and pushed his way to the bar. Overhead hung a smaller version of the red Tini sign that hung out front and a red haired chap poured beers and mixed many drinks. He was very busy, but speedy with filling the orders. Patrick waited his turn and after a bit raised his finger in the air and asked for a lemon drop and a double rum and coke. The bar tender handed Patrick his requests, he paid and carefully pushed his way up the twisting black stair case, trying not to get accidentally bumped in the head. He looked down upon the crowd and felt a slight dizziness come over him, so he stopped a second to gather himself.

  Patrick continued to the top and looked around, the tables were all packed and the girls were no where to be found. He scanned again slower and heard Alesta call his name. “Patrick!” He turned and thought that she would be right beside him, but she was all the way across the other side of the landing right next to the railing where they could watch the party below. Patrick rubbed his head, this bump was a bit bothersome and his hearing was a little off.

  “Patrick did you get lost? What took so long?” Monica asked.

  “Do I need to point out the crowd?” Patrick responded in a tone.

  “No need to be so cross. Thanks for the drink,” Monica huffed.

  Patrick downed his drink quickly and waited for the buzz. Alesta watched him across from her. He looked weary. Monica next to her sipped her lemon drop. They all sat and relaxed as the music lulled them.

  “Well I’m finished with mine. You two are a bit dull! I’m off to dance and have some fun,” Monica said, looking at Patrick.

  Monica sat her red leather purse on the table and hung her red leather jacket over her chair. She stood and looked at Patrick and motioned him to come but he declined. Monica looked away quickly, paused and left.

  “What’s up with you two?” Alesta asked Patrick as she watched Monica squeeze her way onto the dance floor.

  “Monica has got a little too much energy for me tonight. Anyways, I’m trying not to give her any attention. I don’t want to give her the wrong idea.” Patrick watched her as well.

  “Wrong idea?” Alesta inquired.

  “Well I didn’t want to get into it but the last time we went out Monica told me that she liked me,” Patrick said.

  “What?” Alesta smiled. “She did?”

  “Yes,” he said.

  A cute blonde waitress also dressed all in black popped by and interrupted their conversation.

  “More drinks?” she asked flirtatiously to Patrick.

  “A double rum and coke please,” Patrick said.

  “And you?” The waitress looked at Alesta.

  “Nothing, thanks,” Alesta said and the waitress bounced off.

  “And what did you say?” Alesta asked.

  “After she kissed me and told me I said nothing.” Patrick looked right at Alesta.

  Alesta looked surprised and suddenly felt jealous, but she kept her face the same. “When did all this happen?” she asked.

  “You were off somewhere, and we were dancing.”

  “I thought you two were acting strange in the car on the way home, but I thought you were all just tired from being out all night.”

  “Nope, she was upset,” Patrick said.

  “Well, do you like her?” Alesta had to ask.

  “No.” Patrick looked away and Alesta knew then why. “Alesta you know who I like.”

  “Patrick,” Alesta said softly. “It can’t be that way between us.”

  “I know,” Patrick said and looked down.

  They sat quietly in amongst the noise until the waitress delivered Patrick’s drink. He paid and gulped it down.

  “Patrick!” Alesta said concerned and took his hand. He let her.

  “Don’t worry Alesta. It won’t change between us. Forget I said a thing,” Patrick said.

  “But….” Alesta started to speak, but they were interrupted with Monica laughing while clinging on to the arms of her newest blonde, blue-eyed toy.

  “This is Thomas. Thomas, this is Patrick and Alesta.” Monica put her hand out in acknowledgement.

  “Well nice to meet you Thomas, pull up a chair.” Alesta smiled while looking at Patrick. Patrick was in his own world.

  “Thomas is a veterinarian,” Monica said proudly.

  “Oh, interesting,” Alesta said pretending that everything was normal between the three of them. “How do you like that?”

  “Brilliant. I love my work.” Thomas hailed the waitress as she came by and ordered a pint.

  “Another double rum and coke,” Patrick said.

  “Monica, Alesta is it? Would you two like anything?” Thomas said.

  “A mojito for me,” said Monica and Alesta declined.

  “We’re out of mint pet,” The waitress said.

  “Well a lemon drop then,” Monica said. “No mint?” Monica asked, but the waitress was gone and couldn’t have cared less.

  “You don’t drink?” Thomas asked Alesta.

  “Well someone has to drive these drunks home,” Alesta said looking at Patrick. They all laughed and the tension lifted a little.

  Conversation continued at the table and the waitress came back and delivered the drinks. Thomas paid the bill. He was turning out to be quite a blether.

  “So this old woman comes in with her cat, turns out, her cat ate her wedding ring, three carats worth of diamond, flawless, bloody massive. The woman was hysterical and asked me if I could make her cat puke for her. I said no, you’ll have to wait till she shites it out. And the woman gave me the most foul look, so I says, yes the most expensive shite she’ll ever take,” Thomas said. They all laughed hysterically.

  “You really said shite to her?” Monica asked.

  “No, well close enough,” Thomas said.

  It was then that Alesta felt an old familiar sense, one that she had not experienced in a long, long time. The vampire eyes looked up at her from the crowd.

  She spoke to him without moving a lip. “Ro!”

  “Alesta!” he said.

  “It’s been a long time Ro,” she said.

  His sharp blue eyes smiled at her. “Yes! Come down.”

  “You all must excuse me a minute,” Alesta said.

  “Where are you going?” Patrick asked.

  “The wee girl’s room. I’ll be back,” she said.

  Alesta squeezed her way down the twisting stairs and through the crowd. Ro had moved to a dark corner under the balcony.

  “Alesta! My, my look at you! As fierce as ever!” Ro said.

  Alesta laughed, “And so do you, you charmed me once but not twice.”

  “I know, that’s what makes it fun,” Ro said as he ran his hands through his platinum blonde hair. “I love a challenge.”

  “What are you doing on this island?” she asked.

  “Just traveling,” he said.

  “I don’t believe you,” Alesta said.

  “Yes, believe it,” he said.

  “Sure! Whatever you say Ro.” Alesta knew better, but continued on. “Anyways, what have you been up to over the years, running and hiding?”

  Ro laughed, “Well, that’s an epic tale to tell. I couldn’t bore you with the details. I’ve mostly been around Africa, Europe.”

  “And now you’re visiting Scotland?”

  “Yes, a bonnie country and my home.” Ro laughed and his phone beeped. He pulled out a silver skinny cell phone, checked his message and responded. “Alesta got to cut it short but I’ll see you around.”

  “Yes, maybe,” she said.

  Ro disappeared into the crowd and as he left Alesta realized that he was the man in the drawing in the newspaper.

  “Ro!” Alesta called out to him silently, but he was gon
e.

  She pressed her way through the mob towards the exit out. She pushed the heavy door open and was hit by the rush of fresh cold air. Alesta scanned the street before her, but there was no sign of the tall blonde vampire, just the big bouncer. He frowned at her and folded his arms. It couldn’t be Ro, she thought. But Alesta knew better. What would he want with a newborn?

  The phone rang and Judy answered, “Hello, this is Judy.”

  “Yes, Judy, Allister.”

  “What can I do for you Allister?”

  “The couple down the hall they are a bit loud. I’m trying to go to sleep, but all I hear is racket. Can you please talk to them?” Allister asked.

  “Yes, I will, anything else I can do for you?” she said.

  “No that is all thank you.” Allister hung up.

  “Wonderful!” Judy said unenthusiastically.

  Judy waited a few minutes, trying to decide what to say. She was not accustomed to handling complaints. Patrick hadn’t mentioned anything about that, but instead of calling and interrupting his night out, Judy took initiative.

  Laughter echoed down the stairs in the middle of a door slamming, followed by a heavy thud. It sounded like a body thud. Judy stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked up. There was no sign of anyone at the top of the stairs. She checked the library and paused listening outside the Gold room. There was silence.

  She knocked loudly on the door to the Gold room and there was no response. Maybe they went to sleep she thought. It was odd. She decided to leave well alone and felt relieved that it was quiet again. But just as she turned to leave, the loud angry muffled voices started. Judy snuck up close to the door and listened in.

  “You bloody idiot. You ruined my fur coat,” the older woman said.

  “Well I bought it, ha!” the older man said in response.

  There was another crashing sound and Judy decided to interrupt with a loud knock.

  “Yes.” The older man cracked the door ajar a tiny bit so that Judy could not see in.

 

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