I agree

`` My mother died about 40 years ago. I also had nothing to do with my father for a long time because I just wanted to be to myself after her death. He quickly found a new wife whom he married after 10 years. I hated him for forgetting my mother so quickly. You have to understand, when you have such a long life, time goes differently. 10 years are nothing. I found out that she became pregnant. It was mean of me that I didn't even want to see the little one. Then they had another child. And my hatred grew over time. I sank formally in it. I hated them all. This woman, these children, and especially my father, who simply built a new family for himself after swearing his love to my mother centuries ago. My only wish was that they all die. But when I heard that my father's new wife had actually died. I felt dirty. I wanted her death from the start. I understood that she wasn't the cause of my anger. About a year after her death, I pulled myself together and went to my father. It was broken. And alone with only two little boys, with my little brothers. When I saw the dwarfs, I realized that I could no longer leave them alone with a wreck. So I stayed. "

He tells me without moving. He's frozen. I'm so mad at myself for being so stupid and bringing up the subject. I should really learn to think beforehand. I try not to move Must break the silence

"E-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to remind you."

Reluctantly I aim for him again. He turns his head in my direction. The gloomy look disappears and the friendly face from just now appears again.

"It's ok, I've come to terms with it and I'm not afraid, I have no problem with your mum, my father just has to go on living his life. I have already realized that."

I can't quite believe him, but I can feel the relief spreading in me. I quickly tried to change the subject.

"How about having children? Can vampires have children all their lives?"

"It's a bit complex, theoretically you can have children at any age, but it is rare that you get pregnant. That the second wife gave birth to my father's two children and that for two years in a row is a miracle. It is comparable to identical quadruplets in a human pregnancy. "

I would not have thought that. Hopefully John won't get my mother pregnant too. I answer briefly to ideas about the idea of a little sibling.

"I see."

I look over at Conner again. Who leans forward to me. He is leaning on the arm that he has placed in front of me and examining me very intensely. He's really pretty. My heart is pounding again, just like before. A warm smile adorned his face.

"And little one, do you have any more questions?"

Ask? I still have questions. Why can't I concentrate when he's so close to me. Moment. There was something very important that I really wanted to tell him. I support myself in his direction. And he's doing it again, all of a sudden he keeps his distance.

"Conner, I haven't apologized for what happened this morning. I really didn't mean to hurt and chase her away."

He just waves his hand off. Shrugs his shoulders and speaks.

"Not worth mentioning, I forked it up on the way here. It was only meant for amusement, so just forget about it. Speaking of pleasure, I have to end our conversation now, because I will get a visit if you understand something I mean."

The dirty grin is back. I understand exactly what he means!

"Ohh yes of course, I'd rather go now."

I get up. After a step towards the door, I stop. But there is one thing I do not understand. I just have to ask him. My head turns in his direction.

"Conner?"

'' Hmm? ''

He replies without moving.

`` I hope I didn't get too close to you earlier. You were so weird all of a sudden. ''

He stands up. Approach me carefully, but not too close. Then he smiles a little furtively. His dimples conjure up childish cuteness on his face. He leans forward a little and clasps his hands behind his back.

"No, definitely not. To be honest, I'm hungry and you smell damn delicious."

Startled, I create space between us. With a few steps to the exit. I think I don't have to be afraid of him. But I'm not certain. Apparently he's noticing. He laughs.

`` You don't need to be afraid. I promised John I wouldn't touch you. In no way. ''

He grins dirty again. Man does he have to make such allusions again? Can't he just let it be.

'' Oh and Jenny, please drink up, my acquaintance who is coming soon is still alive. "

He didn't really say that. Does he have a short term memory? Surely he can't have forgotten what happened this morning. I would have killed this girl if he hadn't stopped me!

"WHAT? A person is coming here? But I still can't control myself! Remember this morning."

He seems quite unimpressed. He stands next to me. Put a hand on my shoulder.

"Jenny, take it easy, take a bottle with you to your room and leave it open so that the smell spreads in the room and you can only smell the smell of the blood from the bottle. If you should freak out again, I'll be there too , so good night and see you tomorrow. "

As if that would help. My blood boils at the thought of her. Just knowing that a person is about to be here arouses greed in me.

'' I can't keep calm. Please tell her not to come. ''

His brow furrows. He looks at me thoughtfully. His hand is still on my shoulder. Then he starts with a sentence. I am afraid that I might attack or even kill the girl.

'' I'll give you two suggestions and you can choose. First suggestion: She comes here and you withdraw into your room and learn to control yourself. Second suggestion: I tell her you stay with me, let me drink from you and do all the things that she is about to do for me. ''

I throw down his hand. But then quickly notice that he just wants to tease me again. He just can't be negotiated with. He won't refuse her. He laughs a lot. I didn't expect that from John's eldest son. I have to admit that I have to grin myself because he managed to shock me for a moment. Smiling, I show him the middle finger and run out of the door.

He winks at me and says goodbye with a wave of his hand. I follow his advice and get two bottles of blood from the refrigerator below. Upstairs I lock the door to my room. In the middle of the room, still standing, I greedily grasp one of the two bottles with both hands. My fingers press against each other, I immediately empty them down to the last drop. I can feel my fangs still being their full size. Researching, I slide my tongue over it. I have no more time to waste. I open the other bottle and put it on my bedside table by my bed. I don't have to restrain myself from drinking them right away. The wonderful smell of blood spreads throughout the room. I sit cross-legged on the bed. I am so nervous. From the drawer, I pull out headphones that I connect to my cell phone so I can listen to music. A few songs later I hear Conner walking up the stairs with the girl and I feel the urge in me to jump up and grab the person. Every fiber of my body tightens. I turn up the music even louder and pick up the bottle to take in the smell very deeply. In fact it helps, the desire is less and less. One song after another goes by. The tension in my body doesn't stop. I can't shut my eyes until I hear her finally leaving the house as I leave the morning. My eyes close My body sags backwards. Sleep overcomes me instantly. I can finally relax and sleep. I'm back in the dark and feel how he tries to pull me to him. The same dream as every night since my birthday.

I am torn from my dreams by the loud knock on my door, parallel to the voice of Conner.

"Little one loves your mum asks about you."

"I'm going to sleep."

I mumbled annoyed. What is he imagining to keep me up all night and now to be so bold to wake me up in the morning? My eyes go to the clock that hangs on the wall. What already half past five in the evening? I hear Conner's footsteps moving away from my door and immediately feel guilty. He was so nice to me yesterday and I piss him off. I pull myself out of bed with difficulty. Get up and notice. At first I'm not quite sure. Sitting on the bed with my hand on my chest, I wait. But nothing happens. My heart has stopped beating, it has stopped. That means I'm officially a vampire now. My sense of smell and hearing have reached their perfection and my speed is abnormal. I get up and look around the room. I can recognize every speck of dust in the room. Outside, a spider has just roped off and I can see the hairs moving on its legs. Incomprehensible. I quickly put on something fresh and run over to Conner. I stop at his door and knock. This time he asks me in and I tell him about my condition.

"Can we go out into the woods together? I want to see how fast I am?"

I look at him full of anticipation. But he looked a little skeptical and remained silent. I push my lower lip forward and try to make my eyes as wide as possible. A little honey around his mouth, hopefully he'll give in then.

"Nothing will happen, you're in!"

After a deep breath his answer comes. He claps his hands once and points his index finger threateningly at me.

"Okay, but if I say that's enough, you will come back without saying anything."

"I Agree."

I give him a full grin and run quickly down to my mother to tell her too. After dinner, Conner finally comes down. As promised, we go out on the path and run in the direction of the adjacent forest. I am finally allowed out. John and Mum trust Conner to take care of me. I'm incredibly fast, but Conner easily overtakes me. I noticed that he is not giving his all yet. You can't change that, he's older than me.