Blood Fruit by D. J. Goodman

Author:D. J. Goodman [Goodman, D. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Vampires
Published: 2018-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The hardest part was trying to figure out what she could possibly do next. It was like that moment eleven years ago except so much worse. There was nothing that could be done to make anything better so the only thing she had in her power to do was try to understand. And this time she knew she couldn’t call the cops. It wasn’t a matter of not trusting them even after all these years. It was simply that there was nothing they could do. They were not prepared for the fact that some unknown thing had come into her home looking for her vampire sister and taken her son.

At least there was that silver lining, if such a thing could possibly be classified under those terms. Brendan was still alive somewhere, or at least had still been alive when he’d vanished from the house. This was according to the note they had found in the fridge. Then again, “note” was hardly the correct way to describe it.

The one thing that Peg did know was that she could no longer deal with this alone. Technically she wasn’t alone as long as Zoey was here, but Zoey was little help. Her speech was still fragmented and barely coherent. Peg needed someone else here, someone that could act as a sounding board for her thoughts and ideas, and most importantly someone who could deal with the fact that Peg still had her dead husband sitting on top of the vegetable crisper. Although she wasn’t too sure about that last part, Peg only knew one person who qualified for the others.

V arrived slightly earlier than she had originally intended since Peg had called her and asked her to hurry over. She hadn’t bothered to elaborate, hadn’t even allowed V to get a word in, and V came up to the front door and banged loudly, a noticeably frantic tone in her voice.

“Peg? Open the door.”

Peg didn’t move from her place on the couch at first. She didn’t have the slightest clue how she was supposed to do this. Somewhere in her mind she almost believed that if she ignored the door and just let V go away then maybe she could go back up to bed, crawl under the covers, and all of this would simply slip away into nothing. This morning would be a void. She wouldn’t have to go back to it, wouldn’t have to remember it, wouldn’t need to deal with the consequences.

More banging. “Peg, I know you’re in there. I don’t know what the hell is going on but I could tell from your voice on the phone that it isn’t good. So if you don’t open the door I will smash it in. You know I can do it.”

To Peg’s surprise Zoey got up first. She’d been sitting on the floor in the corner of the living room—Peg had begun to understand that, wherever she’d been all these years, it hadn’t been someplace with comfortable cushions and

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