New Order: Urban Fantasy (Hidden Vampire Slayer Book 1) by UNKNOWN

Author:UNKNOWN [UNKNOWN]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-10T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I bang frantically on Aaron’s white wooden front door with a bloody fist. There is a clink from the ground as Aaron kicks over a potted plant next to the door and reaches down to pick up a key. I continue to bang on the front door. “Eileen, open the door,” I scream between the thuds, desperately looking over my shoulder. I can’t see them, I can’t smell them… Where are they?

Aaron fumbles as he tries to get the key into the lock. His hands are trembling, making it impossible to line it up. I snatch the key out of his hand. “Hurry,” he says, as if his adrenaline from the fight has been replaced with fear.

My hands tremble, but not as badly as Aaron’s. I manage to force the key into the lock. There is a metallic sound as the lock releases its grip. I turn the cool metal door handle. It feels light. Someone is opening it from the inside at the same time. I push it forward.

The door flies open, bringing me stumbling in with it and right into Eileen’s waiting arms.

“What the…” The smell of stale alcohol drifts from Eileen’s mouth. She rubs her eye with the palm of her hand, as if she’s trying to figure out if this is a dream. I jump to the side, away from any more contact with Eileen. Aaron follows me into his house, slamming the front door closed and locking it.

Aaron stands silent for a moment, staring at his mother as if he thought he would never see her again. He edges forward like he’s going to hug her. Eileen doesn’t even move; her hands stay folded firmly across her body as if the thought of hugging him hadn’t even crossed her mind, maybe because it had been so long since she showed her son some affection. Aaron steps back at the cold response.

“What the hell is going on!” she says, narrowing her eyes at Aaron. Old flecks of mascara fill each wrinkle around her eyes. There are more cracks on her face than there are on the road we crossed to get here. Bags hang under each eye, creating black shadows like on a raccoon. She purses her lips as she waits for a response. The edges of her mouth are yellow with nicotine, just like the stained walls of the motel.

“Are you hurt?” she adds as her eyes dart up and down Aaron’s bloodstained clothing—then to my clothing, or lack thereof. I feel naked in front of her.

“It's not my blood… Well, some of it is.” His t-shirt is stained with blood, and holes reveal mud smears on his naked chest.

Before Aaron can speak, I do. “Eileen, please, can I use your phone? I need to check on my parents,” I say directly.

“Yes,” she replies, not even breaking her gaze from Aaron.

“What happened? What did you do?” Eileen asks, more sternly.

Aaron starts to speak, but before he can, Eileen cuts him off. “Today I have work.

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