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It has now been three weeks. I got used to the house. It is beautiful here. I don't think it's so bad living under one roof with John either. He usually leaves me alone. Conner has proven to be a good friend and even better teacher. He taught me in such a short time to keep my thirst under control. Everyone was thrilled that I managed to hold back a little so quickly. I have to admit that Conner's method of inviting women home almost every day has worked for me. Even if he didn't think of me first when he was invited. He told me it was a win win situation. We have even been outside among people, just briefly so as not to overstrain our luck. I was so happy to get out again, even if I'm only allowed out with observation, I think it's great. Since I don't have any friends here, except for Conner, I'm very happy if he finds time for me. It was fascinating, I could stand against the desire and control myself. I found it difficult to concentrate because the sweet smell of blood stung my nose and choked my throat, but Conner stood by my side and gave me the courage to hold on to my will. He showed me how I can use my senses, for example how to manipulate people. I also learned other things about vampire powers. Many vampires have specific powers, they are born with them, but not all discover their true power. Most of them fail to bring their strength to light and use it. John, for example, can increase fear, he can cry the strongest man (vampire) to his knees without lifting a finger. His strength is not to be trifled with, he has already caused many to despair to the death. But enough about John ... well, Conner is very different from what I initially estimated him to be. It is true that he feels cold about certain people, he told me himself to repeat it in his words

"If the person means nothing to me, I could also leave their heart without batting an eyelid."

That sounds a bit brutal, but he just wanted to make the difference clear, because he would go through hell for his friends and family. Fortunately, I can count myself among friends and almost family. He himself is more of a calm and patient person, very different from John, he always wants everything quickly and immediately and Mum goes along with it (let's see how long she can take it). There is something about Conner that has a very calming effect on me, I feel safe and secure with him. He says he got it from his mother. The bad thing is, he also has another side, the cold side. As already mentioned, he has girls with him almost every day to nurse his pleasure. He thinks little of people, in his opinion they are humble creatures. He says he doesn't kill anyone without a reason, but I don't like the fact that he uses girls for drinking and sex. But he doesn't let himself be persuaded, that's his THING and he doesn't break any laws, as he says. I still have this dream every night, at first I didn't tell anyone, but after a few days I couldn't keep it to myself and tell Conner about it. He looked a little frightened, but quickly put his poker face back on and said it wasn't worth mentioning and he would get to the bottom of it and fix it. He didn't want to say more about it. I always ask myself what this dream means, who is calling me and why Conner evades me when I ask him about it.

The cooled bath water drives me out of my thoughts. I get my wet body up after pulling the plug out of the bathtub.

As a vampire, I'm no longer cold. However, I find the warm water extremely pleasant. This feeling, the warmth that I used to know only too well and that no longer emanates from my dead body, is very familiar and peaceful. I grab the big towel that I've already put out and wrap it around my body, with a second towel I equip my hair and go to my soft bed, which welcomes me with its fluffy feathers and seduces me to sleep . But fate does not mean it well with me today and there is a knock on my door. Before I can ask the troublemaker in. A bright Conner comes into my room.

"Hey little one, what are you doing?"

He approaches with a bored gait. Arms crossed over head. He doesn't seem to care that I'm almost naked and without a blanket on my bed. His expression doesn't change a bit. He takes a seat at the foot of my bed and falls on his back. An outraged look on my part meets the man next to me.

"Well, am I trying to sleep?"

Annoyed, I roll my eyes and let my hands sway over the bed. It's clear what I'm doing. What a stupid question.

"You don't have to start with such a pissed off tone. Juliette and John want us to come down, they want to talk to us, so come on."

He stays on my bed while I have straightened up in the meantime. I hold the towel on top with one hand. It doesn't have to be that it slips down and I bare everything. In the last few weeks Conner has seen me like this with a towel because he just keeps walking into my room. In the beginning I was very ashamed. But he no longer makes these sexual innuendos. He doesn't let my outfit bother him and I've got used to the sight of him by now. Fortunately, it doesn't bother me to long for him almost naked. He walks around the house a lot and John always scolds. Most of the time, Conner simply ignores him or shows him the finger. The two lead a love hate. It always makes me laugh to see them quarreling like that.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm just pulling something over it. You can go downstairs, I'll be there in a minute."

He picks up momentum and jumps up in one leap.

"OK."

He says when leaving the room. I always get a guilty conscience when I treat him maliciously for no reason. I quickly hop into my pajamas and stroll down the stairs to the kitchen. At the dining table, where we always meet, I take my seat. All three are already sitting at the table and are just waiting for yours truly. In the meantime the seats have settled in, at the very top of the head is John, to the left of Mum, two seats further to the right of John, is Conner and I am sitting opposite. There is already a glass full of blood in my seat and the chair has moved forward. At first I thought my mum would do it for me. But one day I happened to see that it was John who gave me the glass. He can be very caring. I would never have expected that from him. I keep pretending I don't know. Because I think it would be uncomfortable for him to show his soft side. He always acts so distant and cold. But I think he's a nice guy.

"Hello Mum, John."

I say hello to the two of you who are having a heated debate. The two interrupt their conversation and greet me back. I don't know what it is, but something is wrong with this picture. I watch her doing research. You are giving yourself some signs that I cannot interpret.

"So you wanted to discuss something with us?"