Spain Has Secrets by Elizabeth A. (summer beach reads .TXT) 📕

I could not stand to look at any longer than required. The quintessential idea of a vampire's fundamentals is hysterically rampant. I have always thought so and will continue to think so till the end of time itself. With these conceptions transpiring in my head, I continued my errand as if I had seen nothing at all and so my secretive scruples, ethics, and habits aroused. Inside my soul there was something telling me, "beware", however I seemed to have left my sanity at the door after that. I never introspected or contemplated anything the same again. My dark ages had come.

 

(Present Day, Secret Vampiric Society, Doctor's Office)

 

"BARCELONA! STOP ZONING OUT, THE DOCTOR'S WAITING!" Edgar's screaming brought me back to the reality of my situation. "Yes, I apologize." I apologize? Nice, way to sound like you're a modern vampire who's lived among the humans long enough to know the ins and outs of society. "Old person, no one says, 'I apologize,' anymore. What is this the 13th century." The doctor chuckled, "I'm sure she is a lot younger than me, radiating such fascinating charm and beautifully crafted artistry." He looked to naive and useless to be an elder to me. "You wish, I'm older than some sixth century vampires... it gets tiring to come across people I was never partial to."

 

"Well it appears she's just under stress and experiencing some anxiety due to the change of atmosphere, She'll loosen up, but it'll take some time." The doctor was telling them something I could have told them had they bothered to lend an ear and feel some empathy for me. "My conjecture was correct, you're an inexperienced, juvenile in the likes of someone who is much more adept and empathetically perceptive than you'll ever be, I will also outlive you by a long run if you continue to hold such stubborn naivety and unconsiderate morals on life's ironically farcical methods." Both the doctor and Jasper seemed astonished. "Wait, don't we all live in the same exact atmosphere here on earth?" Edgar was probably smarter than the "doctor" and would go a lot longer than this mockery could.

When we got home Jasper was still attempting to make me feel convictable,"What the hell got into you, why would you say that to him in the middle of his office of work?" Edgar refused to stop laughing the entire way home. "Stop your laughing this minute Edgar, this isn't funny." The Mr. and Mrs. came over looking flustered, "What's wrong sweety?" Jasper thrust a finger at me, "She told the doctor off... yeah in an intelligent way using big words, but she told him off right there in the middle of his entire office!" "What did you expect me to do, say, ' Thank you for wasting everyone's time and money even though if someone had bothered to sit down and listen to me once in a while they could have figured it out on their own!' Goddamnit Jasper you're such cretin sometimes, correction most of the time. Are you really that stupid that you couldn't use the context clues to my weird uncomfortable behavior, that is there EVERYDAY?!" He turned on me, "ME!? You're the Bi-polar idiot I have to put up with all these days, I wake up to your incompetent behavior." This baby was driving the short end of my patience, "You're lucky I don't kill you in your sleep, I think about it whenever you assume I'm fast asleep, you don't think I know how to fake these things after eight centuries of living in a cruel world with people I can barely understand and come to comprehend! I can make it look like a bigger accident than the BP oil spill!"

"Maybe you should go think about what you've just said to each other before you talk again." Mrs. Princelove bagan leading me in the direction of Jamie's room, "Darling, Barcelona needs some time to think, care to let her relax with you?" The door made a distinctive "Woosh!" noise as she threw the door open and continued to shove a cookie in her mouth and observe the text in her history book,"No problem, come on in and have a seat."

After quietly positioning myself folded up on the floor she placed herself facing me. "What happened?" I contemplated telling her the delema of which has just appeared, "I threatened to kill Jasper because he was angry I told the doctor off in an intellectually accurate way." The book flew up in the air and notes fluttered to the ground, "Tell me more! I need the details, what exactly did you say? Which doctor was it, was it that craapy half bald newbie doctor? If so I totally don't blame you." haha, Jamie sure does have a bubbly attitude toward life.

Her perspective on everything I do, somehow, makes me feel better about pissing Jasper off. I assume it's because it means I'm not the only one who's ever considered it, I'm just the only one who's ever gone through with my actions. "Sometimes Jasper knows just how to get under my skin." Jamie locked eyes with me, Seriousness and death reflected in our eyes, "Jasper gets under everyone's skin." 

After Effects

Life has changed dramatically since I threatened Jasper, The akward silence between us has not ceased since I went to wake him up the next morning. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" He was so mean sometimes. "I'm sorry... Your father told me to." Jasper rolled over, "Tell him I refused to wake up, just leave me alone."

However, when I did as he requested his father went up and dragged Jasper out by his hair, "Your going to listen well and listen good, just because you're tired doesn't mean that Barcelona automatically becomes a messenger for your lies... Now eat your breakfast."

No one's been in a very good mood since last night, not Mr. or Mrs. Princelove, not Jasper and I have an exceptionally weary mood today, I have a feeling that something worse is going to happen today and I refuse to let it harm this family's relationship anymore than I already have.

 

   "Everyone wants to breathe down my fucking neck these days, they won't even let me sleep! Especially Barcelona, she just sits in the window seat all quiet and eerie. It's making me worry. Yesterday I went to check on her and she was freezing, I'm glad I had an extra blanket lying around, otherwise I'd have been so worried about her I'd have stayed up till she came to bed... God how she makes me worry, and her cold scared expression whenever she looks up at me when I start to wake up doesn't help. She's off. You think she's still upset about our fight? " I was so creeped out, I was asking my father for advice instead of Paul, then again, what did Paul know about women? "Well, women are hard to understand, but she should be sleeping, it isn't healthy for her to lose this much sleep. I think the best way to understand what's bothering her is to approach her when she's on the window seat at night and just ask her, call her out on her odd behavior and at least if she refuses to acknowledge her problems then she might go back to bed."

"You think so? I wouldn't want to find out that I'm the reason she's acting that way." My father put down his wine glass as he turn to me. "Son, sometimes you have to face the facts and if you did do something to upset her then I'm sure you'll find a way to fix the issue, but you'll never know unless you adress the issues." With that I had my answer.

 

I knew something bad was coming, I needed to know desperately what it was though. The thought had been itching at the back of my mind for weeks now, and a day without sleep wasn't something I could easily adjust back to, even after all these years.

 

(Pennsylvania, United States of America, 1800)

 

"These streets are dangerous at dusk, especially for a beautiful lady such as yourself. Allow me to escort you to your home?" Young men these days always have such an attitude where they think I would let them know where I live. "Oh, is it already that time? If you would please, I would be honored to have such a handsome man escort me home." A warm, innocent smile crept to the man's lips, "Surely and truely you know how to entice me with your smile milady." He is the kind of man to be trusted and to trust others too easily. He is used very often and tonight will be his last.

I lead the man down a dark alley, "Milady, Don't stray to far ahead, something might happen-" I swept up behind him, forcing him to whimper under my fangs and as his lush blood dribbled down his neck I filled my mouth with the sweet elixir. Enjoying every satisfying mouth full only to leave his lifeless body curled up in a corner to die, the last drop of blood against his pale complexion and Ginger hair, his brown eyes barely a glimmer in the dingy alley. "Good Night kind Sir." The last words of the innocent man would easily be confused as an inaudible gurgle had I not been whispering in his ear, "May God be with you..." God was supposed to save me all those years back and as I looked at myself now, here in 1800, Pennsylvania, I thought about how hopeless I'd become. Maybe God would help me find my path back to the old me, the empathetic and understanding humane me. So I shall attend church next Tuesday, if I survive that much longer, what with all these vampire hunters and murder detectives after me.

 

(Present day)

"Barcelona?" I looked back from the window and I could feel his stare, "I'm sorry?" He sat down in the window seat with me, "Is everything all right?... You're not still upset with me are you?" I looked Jasper in his light green eyes, "No, it's not you, I just feel... on edge, like something terrible's going to happen... I feel like it'll happen any minute, at anytime and I'd like to be alert when it does happen." He seemed suprised, but with Jasper there was no way to know for sure. "Go to bed, I promise you nothing's going to happen... at least not tonight or today, so you can sleep in late tomorrow if you want." So with that he placed his hands on my shoulders to guide me to bed, "Wow, I'm glad you're about to go to bed. You're freezing, let's get you under the covers." He tucked me into bed like I was a small child.