Blue Bloods 1 - Blue Bloods by De La Cruz Melissa

Author:De La Cruz, Melissa
Language: eng
Format: epub

Blue Bloods 1 - Blue Bloods

TWENTY-ONE

Once the meet­ing was ad­journed, Bliss was still reel­ing from ev­ery­thing she'd learned. She was a vam­pire, or as she cor­rect­ed her­self; a “vam-​pyre,” which meant fire an­gel in the Old Tongue, a Blue Blood. One of the un­dead. So that ex­plained the mem­ories, the night­mares. The voic­es in her head. It was strange to think of her blood as alive, but that's what they said—that they had all lived be­fore, a long time ago, and were called in­to ser­vice when they were need­ed. One day they would be in com­mand of all their mem­ories and would learn how to use them.

The knowl­edge brought a pro­found feel­ing of re­lief. So she wasn't in­sane. She wasn't los­ing her mind. What hap­pened at the Met the oth­er af­ter­noon, when she'd blacked out be­fore kiss­ing Dy­lan, was prob­ably just part of the whole pro­cess. That's what Dr. Pat had meant. So she was nor­mal. She was sup­posed to feel dizzy and sick. Af­ter all, her body was chang­ing, her blood was chang­ing. Maybe now that she un­der­stood why she was hav­ing them, her night­mares wouldn't scare her as much in the fu­ture.

Mi­mi was grin­ning from ear to ear when the meet­ing was over. She walked over to Bliss.

“Are you okay?” she asked gen­tly. She knew it would take some get­ting used to. But find­ing out about be­ing a Blue Blood was like a kind of grad­ua­tion or some­thing. When she and Jack had been in­duct­ed, their par­ents had thrown them a sur­prise par­ty at the 21 Club.

Bliss nod­ded.

“C'mon,” Mi­mi said. "Let's go get some steak tartare.”

They walked a few blocks to­ward La Goulue, then took a ta­ble on the side­walk. It was late af­ter­noon, but it was still sun­ny and warm enough to sit out­side. They or­dered quick­ly.

“So, let me get this straight. We can't get killed?” Bliss asked, pulling her seat clos­er so that no one would over­hear their con­ver­sa­tion.

“No, we live for­ev­er,” Mi­mi said air­ily.

“Like, for­ev­er?” Bliss didn't think she could han­dle that. How could she live for­ev­er ex­act­ly. Like, wouldn't she get all wrinkly and stuff?

“Like, for­ev­er,” Mi­mi echoed.

"What about the sil­ver stake through the heart?”

“On­ly if it's from Tiffany's!” Mi­mi cack­led. She took a sip of her Pel­le­gri­no. “No, se­ri­ous­ly, you've watched too much Bulb. There's noth­ing that can hurt us. But you know Hol­ly­wood . They had to think of ways to kill us off some­how. I don't know how we got such a bad rap.” She smiled sweet­ly, a beau­ti­ful mon­ster. "It's all cre­at­ed by The Con­spir­acy, you know. They like to mis­lead the Red Bloods.”

Bliss's head swam. She still felt con­fused. "But we die af­ter a hun­dred years?”

“On­ly the phys­ical shell. If you choose. Your mem­ories last for­ev­er, so you're nev­er re­al­ly dead,” Mi­mi said, clutch­ing the tiny green bot­tle of sparkling wa­ter and tak­ing an­oth­er gulp.

"What about suck­ing blood and all that?”

“It's fun,” Mi­mi said, her eyes glaz­ing over dream­ily, think­ing about her Ital­ian hunk. "Bet­ter than sex.”

Bliss blushed.

"Don't be such a prude.

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