My Baby Boy

Chapter 22 safety

Around noon.

I was more than ready to move my things into my brothers bedroom just to get it over with.
But then I remembered Freddy.
What is going to become of him if I were to move in with dracula?
He'd obviously need my undivided attention as often as possible, but I can't be tending to his every need if I'll be staying with dracula.
Now that I am sleeping with him—scratch that—now that I'm sleeping in the same room as him, he'll surely have plenty of time to snoop on me and order me around properly.

Speaking of snooping, I could do some of that while I'm staying with him.

I glanced at the clock, seeing that it was now five minutes to four o' clock.
Dracula had a sudden urgent call from the IIOFFL (indomitable industry of formidable fighters league) for something I assumed was really important, otherwise he'd have just sent griffin instead.

"This is ridiculous." I flopped back onto my bed, letting out a huff. I bet, without a doubt, that he's still mad about that night at the bar. Of course he is, he never lets me live down my most humiliating moments.
Speaking of which, I think I've just figured out a plan on how to assure Freddy's safety.
I hopped off of my bed and bounded for the door. I stepped into the hall, seeing that Vincent was on his way to my bedroom.
He held a notebook in one hand a pen in the other.
I frowned, slowly pulling my door close behind me. I crossed my arms, eying the book. "What's that for?"
"Rules. Memories them all, otherwise you'd have to carry it everywhere you go." He handed it to me, and the pen.
I tucked a few strands of my hair behind my ear, taking the book from him.
I flipped through the pages, a frowned etched on my face.
Vincent turned to leave but I reached out to halt him, my fingers brushing his in the process, then I felt it once again. A sudden jolt of electricity, even powerful than the last, and more startling.
I yanked my hand back, eyes wide in surprise.
" Wh-what just happened?" I looked to him confusedly and a bit freaked out.
" I apologize, my powers have been out of control lately. I didn't mean to startle you." He turned, and stroded off, a bit faster this time.
I looked down at my hand, which were trembling slightly. What was that?
Forget this book of ridiculously endless rules, what the actual fuck just happened.
Vincent has never, and I mean never, been the one to lose control of his powers.
His cool headed and in control of everything, he's basically the most calmest person I know.

So what just happened, just now?

Surely I'm not the only one, right?
I tucked the book underneath my arm, chewing the top of the pen.
Clearly it's not only dracula who's hiding something, but Vincent as well.
I'll figure both their secrets out, and demand that they quit hiding so many things from me, and keeping me in the dark like I'm just a stupid child. I'm sick of it.

***

Kody and scarlette were playing cards when I entered the sitting room.
I strutted over to them, dropped my bag of my most special treats on the table, and crossed my arms.
They bother looked up, confused looks on their faces.
"Don't give me that look, maggots. I want your help, so are you in, or out. But choose wisely, otherwise I'll reveal your deepest most darkest secret to dracula. you won't like that. " I threatened.
"you're bluffing... Surely" Kody looked a bit hesitant." There's no way that you know that, you can't!"
I grinned evily." Oh, but I do. See, you can't hide anything from me, you know that right. "
Scarlette groaned, slumping in her seat.
" What is it that you want? And it better not have anything to do with upsetting dracula. "
I pursed my lips. " Tempting, but no," I hopped on the chair handle, bringing my knees up to my chest." I have a baby, in my chambers. If drack finds out, I'm dead, you're dead, and everyone who knew and never told him."
They blinked, incredulously.
Kody slowly looked to scarlette, then back to me. "You have a baby... In your chambers? And you've never told us about it."
I shrugged sheepishly. "I couldn't. I needed it to be kept a secret. You can't keep secrets, not the kind that exist."
Kody snorted. "You're joking, right?"
Scarlette nodded." Yeah, I mean, when was it even born? Did you deliver it by yourself? How did you feed it, we haven't seen you with bigger chest these couple of days, and we sure didn't smell it. "
I facepalmed, groaning.
"Not mine! I found him, on our doorstep nights ago. Somebody left him there, and I couldn't tell anyone because I was afraid you guys would drain him of every drop of blood he owned. " I sighed, standing.
"I'll show you, but you must promise that when I move in with dracula, that you will take good care-
"Hold up, you're moving in, with dracula?" Kodys jaw dropped." That's insane, he's insane. I had no idea he was this protective of you. "
Scarlette nodded.
"yeah, true. I heard about the attack, and I dare say dracula's taking some serious repercussions to ensure your safety."
I frowned. I had no idea there was an attack. Wait? Could that mean..
" When did you hear about this? " I demanded." And how is it that I never knew anything about this? "
" Because dracula told us not to tell you that some demon king was after yo-
Scarlette slapped a hand across kodys mouth, shushing him.
"We're not supposed to tell him, remember?" Kody nodded, quickly. She removed her hand, turning to me.
"Dracula will murder us and have our corpse disembodied then sewn back together so when we revive, we'll be like Frankenstein. So not pretty."
I knew a thing or two about detesting unattractiveness.
"He won't, trust me. I won't breath a word. And besides, I told you my secret, so you're both obligated to tell me yours. Now spill," I demanded.
She finally sighed, before holding out her palm.
I frowned.
"What's in it for us?"
I huffed." Little brats."
"Oh, but you must give these brats a good enough reason to spill some beans. We know how eager you are to hear it. "
I sighed, giving in.
" Fine. You may have free use of my make-up collection for a week, BUT you must always put it back in it's exact place. Got it? "
She grinned." Got it. Now, where shall I begin. "

***

That was on another level of insane.
I may have done a lot of unforgivale shit in the past hundred years, but never to the extent of having some demon king want my head chopped off.
So apparently the guy, Vlad, whom I met at the Dracula's bar, was supposed to be well aquatinted with the demon king, valeric withlock, and now he wants me dead.
He even attacked the bar, which was literally after I left, then he attacked it again. What? Does that moron thinks I lounge there for a living.

I don't know what I did to his precious Vlad that made him want to tell on me and have a bunch of monsters hunt me down.
I'm innocent, look at me for heavens sake, a scrawny little boy who looks like a freaky emo kid with massive red eyes and dumb freckles, I'm the most innocent and non harmful being on this planet.

I let out a tremendous groan, burying my face into the pile of pillows. I hated my life sometimes. I hated everyone that's included in it, because they're always after my neck like a bunch of bloodthirsty vampires on a red moon.
Speaking of red moons, our next moon is in what, like three weeks. Wow, and so's my eighteenth birthday. Hooray... I guess.
It's a damn shame my parents won't be there to celebrate it with me.
I rolled onto my back.
I couldn't concentrate too well, thanks to dracula. His entire room smelled of him.
I wondered how it soaked up his scent when I knew that he hardly ever stays in it for more than ten minutes, except when he sleeps. No, he sleeps in his coffin on the other side of the mansion. There, he sleeps in the sitting room. It's the entrance to our dungeon. I wonder why he find it normal to sleep so close to our dungeon.

It has some real dangerous beasts inside and a basilisk included.
My father captures them for some unknown reason and bring them to... I'm not sure, experiment?
He does a lot of that whenever he's home.
I don't see him for most of the day, only mom. We would tend to her garden, and talk about stories while sipping tea and eating biscuits.
I laughed at the thought. I wondered why I was her favorite and not someone like scarlette who's a girl and well, I guess mom's and daughter bond better.
I exhaled, feeling slightly uncomfortable inside of my brothers chambers and lying in his bed.

Now that I've thought about it, I hope that I'm not expected to sleep in the same bed as dracula. Then I'd have to face him, but if I don't face him, I'll be able to feel him behind me, and smell him too.
I shuddered, no, that does not sound good.
Living together with the one person who despises me is one thing, but having to sleep in the same bed as them is another.
Speaking of, I wonder what the hell was he thinking when he decided I should move in with him.
Was it just to keep me safe, or was it for some other reason.
I mean, surely I'm safe inside the mansion that has an impenetrable dome surrounding it that's invisible to the human eye, and my father commands the monsters of the forest, which gaurds the ground day and night so... why?

What's he hiding from me this time?

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