Chapter Twelve: Austin's A Vampire?!


"I'm sorry, Ally. I didn't mean to snap at you," he tells me, his eyes returning to normal.

'Austin, you're-you're a vampire' is what I was going to say but I need to make sure first.

"Austin, I have a very serious question to ask you. Will you answer it honestly?" I ask. He nods.

"Do you have a craving for blood?" I ask slowly.

"What? Why would I—?"

"Do. You. Have. A. Craving. For. Blood?" I ask.

"Wh-what? Wh-why would I—? Yes," he admits to me.

I drank too long. My venom is in his bloodstream.

I-I… I turned him.

"Austin, you're-you're a vampire…" I finally get to tell him.

"What? No, I can't be a vampire," he denies it.

"Austin, you want blood. Your eyes change color when you're mad. You have a different scent. Mortals can't change their scent, by the way. It's the only explanation," I say. "You're a vampire."

"But don't I have to go through some sort of process?" he asks. I shake my head.

"You were changed, not born into it, so you don't have to go through it," I tell him. I shake my head again, this time to clear my thoughts.

"I just-I can't believe I changed you!" I exclaim. "We need to talk to Jeremiah." We leave the Jam-A-Thon stage where everyone is shouting, "Encore! Encore!" Well, they're not getting an encore. We run to my house.

"Jeremiah, I changed Austin!" I exclaim.

"You did what?!" he screams.

"I-I didn't mean to, I swear!" I tell him. He sighs.

"What are we supposed to do? We can't trust Rowanor to get any faux blood for us and there's nothing I can do. You're his liege so you have to help him make his first kill," Jeremiah tells me.

"What? No, no, I can't do that! I could barely get my own blood!" I exclaim.

"It's out of my hands, Ally," Jeremiah tells me. I sit down on the floor and bury my face in my hands. What am I supposed to do?

"Well, Austin, look at the bright side," I tell him standing up. "Now we can literally be together forever." I sigh at my weak attempt at lightening the mood.

"Ooh, I have an idea!" I exclaim. I take his hand. "Follow me."

I run out the door and Austin doesn't speak until we reach our destination.

"A hospital?" he asks. I nod.

"Come with me," I tell him. I begin climbing up the wall and Austin is right under me. It's night time so no one will notice us. I look in each window for the right person. Finally, I find him. I open the window and we climb inside.

"What are we doing in here? Who is he?" Austin asks.

"Stop asking so many questions," I tell him. I close the door leading to the reception desk for this floor.

"Austin, just kill him. You'd be doing him a favor," I tell him. I look at the old man. His eyes are sunk in and his whole body is wrinkled. Aw, old people are so adorable.

"Please," the man says in a raspy voice. "I don't know who you are or what you are. But please, put me out of my misery." I feel so bad for the man. If Austin doesn't do it, I'll have to. He's dying already.

"Austin," I say nudging him. He shakes his head.

"I can't," he tells me. I sigh and sit down on the man's bed. I take his hand in mine and caress it.

"I'll try to make this as painless as possible," I promise him. He nods in understanding. I bite the man's neck and try not to make a mess. He lets out one short groan then no other sounds. When I pull away, his machine lets out one long beep.

"Austin, let's get out of here. Before they come," I say. He goes to the window and hesitates. I push him out knowing he'll latch onto the window sill. Which he did. If he didn't, I obviously would have caught him.

"Ally!" he exclaims. I shrug.

"Go!" I tell him. He climbs down and I just jump. "Why didn't you just kill him?"

"I can't kill an old man, He was innocent!" Austin explains to me.

"You're like me," I tell him smiling. "You don't want to kill them unless they deserve to die. Follow me." For the second time, he follows me to a different place.

"Okay, this is a little better," he says. I look inside the fence.

"We just have to wait until tomorrow when they're allowed outside," I tell him. So that's what we do: we hide out in the shadows.

Tomorrow, at about noon, the inmates finally begin pouring out.

"They won't miss just one," I say slyly. When one nears the fence, I jump over the fence, grab an inmate, and jump back over in two seconds flat. I press my hand over his mouth.

"I still can't," Austin says.

"Austin…" I warn. I bare my fangs at him and he flinches.

"Alright… alright…" He swallows and grows his fangs. He looks pretty sexy with fangs… He bites the man's neck and the color drains from his face. I let out a sigh of relief.

"You took less time than I did…" I mutter.

"What?" he asks.

"What? Nothing, I didn't say anything," I lie.

"Come on, I heard you say something," he tells me.

"I said your fangs are sexy." It's not technically a lie because I did think that. He licks them and winks at me. I smile.

We drag the dead body into the woods. I think I have the wolf call down so I howl.

"Why did you do that?" Austin asks.

"I'm calling the wolves: to eat the body," I explain. He nods in understanding but he has a look of disgust on his face. We walk to Sonic Boom. I see… Trish waiting outside.

"Trish, what are you doing here?" I ask unlocking the door. She turns around and stares at Austin's mouth.

"You turned him?" she asks. I hit Austin's shoulder and hear his fangs retract.

"No," I lie to her.

"I can't believe you turned him and not me," she says walking inside.

"You want to be a vampire?" I ask.

"Yes, so I could torture Dez," she says.

"Well, you'll have to talk to Kaitlyn about that because I didn't even mean to turn Austin and I don't want to turn anyone else," I tell her. She sits down in the chair she left behind the counter.

"Sure," she says sarcastically. She takes out her phone and dials a number. "Dez, where are you?" I didn't even know she had Dez's number…

"Well, get your butt over here. Now," Trish says and she hangs up the phone.

"Trish, you remember how you said you couldn't say no to a triple-dog dare?" I ask. She used to say that all the time when we were little.

"Yes…" she says hesitantly. She narrows her eyes at me. "Why?" she asks. I shrug.

"No reason," I tell her simply. She gives me a weird look. Dez bursts through the door gasping for breath.

"Sorry, I'm late, Trish," he says scratching the back of his neck. "I forgot the men, walked half-way here, walked all the way back to my house, got the cookies, answered my phone, and then ran here." He sighs and sets the box of cookies on the counter.

"Trish, I triple-dog dare you—"

"Ally, you say it and I will kill you," Trish cuts in.

"—To kiss Dez," I finish.

"Okay," Dez says. He crouches down and kisses Trish right on the lips. Trish's eyes widen then close. I walk over to make sure Dez's eyes are closed and they are. That's a real kiss. I walk back over to Austin.

"See, I told you they liked each other," I tell him.

"I can't believe it took them this long to figure it out themselves," Austin says.

"I think I made a mistake. I got them to kiss now how are we going to stop them from kissing?" I ask. They've come up for air but went right back in to finish the kiss. Austin shrugs. A customer walks in. Wait a minute, a customer walks in? We haven't had a customer in days.

"Hello. Welcome to Sonic Boom. Is there anything I can help you with?" I ask.

"Uh, yes, I'd like to purchase an orange violin," he says. I get one off the shelf for him and he purchases it.

"Thanks you. Come again," I tell him as he walks out the door. I turn around. "Guys," I say. They don't move.

"Guys!" I yell as loudly as I can in their ears. Finally, I just yank their heads apart. Rude, I know. "Guys!" I yell.

"What?" Trish asks.

"Oh, I'm sorry for interrupting. I just don't want you to die," I say turning back. "Don't make me regret daring you." I laugh.

"Well, you and Austin are dead. Why can't Dez and I be dead? In a different way?" Trish asks.

"Austin's not dead," Dez tells us standing up.

"Yes, he is," Trish says.

"No, he isn't," Dez repeats.

"Yes, he is," Trish says again.

"No, he isn't," Dez says.

"I turned him!" I exclaim. "It was an accident. Will everyone just let it go?

"No need to be mean about it," Dez mutters.

"I'm sorry, Dez. We'll be keeping you in the loop about everything from now on," I promise him.

"Speaking of in the loop…" he trails off. He takes his bottomless back pack off his back and pulls some kind of rope out of it. Once it's all out, I find out that it's not a rope, but in fact, a hula hoop. He hooks it together and slips it over his head down to his waist.

"Austin, I figured out a new record," Dez says attempting to spin the hula hoop around his waist. "Ally, you wanna try?"

"I have no words for this," I say quietly. "I just-I just don't-I just don't understand how… Never mind." We close up Sonic Boom early and spend the rest of the day hanging out with each other in the mall. Trish and Dez would make out every so often as would Austin and I. Maybe we can actually have a regular life now… besides Austin and I's blood-drinking every few days…

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