Darlings of Darkness: A Vampire Anthology Part 110

"Definitely. And don't forget about the barbeque this weekend," said Duncan. "Now that Nikki's practically begged me to be your date, Nathan."

Nathan's eyes widened innocently. "Oh, what ever will I wear?" he asked, standing kind of prissy. "Do you like pink, Duncan?"

Duncan looked at my dress and then winked. "Actually, I prefer blue."

Chapter Seven.

It was dark by the time we made it home and mom was on the deck, desperately trying to figure out the grill.

"Step aside before you blow us all up," ordered Nathan, handing her the package of steaks.

"No arguments here," she answered. "I prefer cooking on the stove myself, but the steaks taste so much better on the grill. Thanks for picking them up, by the way."

"No problem. Just don't give the sheriff mine, it's the thirty-ouncer," he replied.

"Of course not, you bottomless pit," she said. "But we're also having potatoes, pasta salad, and corn on the cob. So pace yourself tonight, if you can."

He snorted. "That's it? No dessert?"

"Cheesecake," she said. "But let's make sure our guest gets a piece before you get your mitts on it."

"You should have made two, and then you wouldn't have to worry about it," he joked.

She raised her finger. "I'm not going to worry about it because you're going to wait until everyone else has had a piece before you devour the rest."

"Okay, I can live with that."

"You look nice," I told her. She was wearing a lilac colored blouse and a new white skirt I'd never seen before.

"Thanks," she smiled. "So, how was your trip into town?"

"It started out a little strange but got better," I answered.

"What do you mean?"

Nathan interrupted. "Oh, she applied for a job at the local diner and some waitress slipped her a note with an ominous warning."

"What?"

I showed her the piece of paper and she shrugged. "That is pretty odd. Maybe she knew the deceased girl? Who knows, she may think there was foul play involved."

"Maybe there was," I said.

She frowned. "The sheriff didn't seem to think so. We'll ask him about it again when he gets here."

"Okay," I said, putting the note away. I didn't think he'd tell us much, however. Having a father for a cop taught me that they weren't keen on divulging information like that.

"So, did you guys make it to Duncan's boat shop?"

"Yeah," said Nathan. "And his dad is hiring for shop help, so I filled out an application."

Her eyes widened. "Wow, that means both of you might have jobs before the end of the summer? That's amazing!"

"Yeah, I know. I need money and a car, badly," I said.

"If you get a job, I'll help you find a car and you can pay me back in installments. But, don't expect anything fancy," she said.

"Seriously? Thanks, mom," I replied, throwing my arms around her. I'd never owned my own car before, although I had my license. I started thinking about all of the possibilities and became giddy.

"You bet. I know it's tough not having a car; especially, now that you'll be a senior."

As I pulled away, my eyes caught a movement in the woods. At first, I thought it was a deer or some other wild animal, but then in a blur, it shot up into the trees. I wasn't sure, but I could have sworn its eyes were glowing, too. Just like the so-called "Peeping Tom."

"Something's in the woods," I whispered hoa.r.s.ely.

"What?" asked my mother.

Nathan stepped off the deck and began walking slowly towards the trees.

"What the h.e.l.l are you doing?" barked mom.

He raised his hand. "Calm down. It's probably just a deer or something."

I pointed up towards the top of the trees. "It flew up there, and I doubt it was a reindeer."

My mom released a heavy sigh. "Then it was just a bird. Don't scare me like that."

I shook my head, vehemently. "No, it wasn't a bird."

Nathan walked back onto the deck. "Of course it was a bird. Or maybe a flying squirrel."

I put my hands on my waist. "It wasn't a small animal, okay? It was big! Bigger than you," I told him.

"The shadow probably looked a lot larger than the animal. When it's dark like this, your eyes can play tricks on you. Think about it, nothing my size would be able to fly up into a tree," he said. "It's not possible."

"I know what I saw," I snapped, glaring at him, "and it was big. I'm going into the cabin. This place is really starting to give me the creeps."

"It's been a long day," said my mom, as I opened the patio door. "Caleb should be here in another hour. If you're hungry, Nikki, eat some of that pasta salad I made. It's in the refrigerator. Oh, and put these steaks in there too, will you?"

She handed them to me and my stomach started rumbling as I went into the kitchen. Although I was still freaked out about the flying shadow, I was also starving, as I hadn't eaten anything since my salad at the diner earlier.

I opened up the refrigerator and took out the large bowl of pasta, setting it on the counter. As I began scooping out some of the salad, the hair on the back of my neck stood straight up. I raised my eyes to the window facing me and let out a bloodcurdling scream. A pale face was staring at me through the gla.s.s. It disappeared quickly and I leaped away from the window in terror.

"What's wrong?" hollered my brother, rus.h.i.+ng into the kitchen.

"Someone was watching me," I choked, pointing towards the window. "Through there!"

He stared at my frightened face then grabbed a butcher knife from the block.

"What are you planning on doing with that?" cried mom, entering the kitchen.

"Nikki thinks there's someone out there." He raised the knife. "If there is someone, I'm not going unarmed."

Just then the doorbell rang, startling us all.

"I'll get it," said mom. "Hopefully it's the sheriff and he can take a look around outside."

We followed her to the front door and she swung it open.

"h.e.l.lo," smiled Caleb, holding out two bottles of wine, a red and a white. "I wasn't sure if you were a wine drinker or not. I brought red and white, just in case."

"Thank G.o.d you're here," she said, grabbing a bottle of wine and pulling him through the door. "Nikki thinks someone is lurking around outside."

"Think?" I snapped. "I know there is. Someone was in the woods watching all of us, and then a face stared at me through the window."

Caleb was dressed in civilian clothing, jeans and a white polo s.h.i.+rt, but he reached down by his ankle and pulled out a gun. "Okay, I'll go take a look. You guys stay inside and lock your doors."

"Mom, I'm seriously really scared," I said, as she locked the door. "What the h.e.l.l is going on around here?"

She walked over and hugged me. "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

"What if it's dad?" said Nathan, his face pale. "What if he's found us and is trying to scare the s.h.i.+t out of us?"

"Oh, h.e.l.l, I never even considered that," said mom, looking quite troubled, herself. "I hope not."

"Would he do that?" I asked.

She shrugged. "I don't know. The law is after him now. He might do anything. I can't imagine how he found out where we were staying, though. The only person who knew was Ernie."

"I think you should call Ernie and make sure he's okay," said Nathan.

She moved towards the phone, her face white. "I'll call him right now."

There was a loud knock at the door. "It's me. Let me in. Everything's okay," called Caleb.

Mom put down the phone and rushed to the door. "Did you find anything?" she asked, when he stepped inside.

He smiled. "Actually, I found a couple of racc.o.o.ns outside that were looking pretty mischievous. I didn't find anything else out of the ordinary, though."

"Um, did you see footprints by any of the kitchen windows, or any prints?" asked Nathan.

He bit back a smile. "I didn't see much, I'm sorry. But I really don't think there's anyone out there."

"I know what I saw, and it was a human face, staring at me through the kitchen window," I said. "It freaked the c.r.a.p out of me."

His eyebrows shot up. "Okay, what did this person look like?"

I sighed. "It was hard to tell, it happened so fast."

"If you couldn't really tell, then it's quite possible that you saw an animal," said Caleb, walking towards the window. He lifted one of the blinds and peered outside. "There are a lot of those in these woods."

"It moved so quickly, I couldn't tell if it was a man or woman, but it definitely wasn't an animal. I'm sure of that," I said He released the blind and walked back over to us. "I can look around again, if it makes you feel better."

"Thank you, Caleb," interrupted my mom. "This family has been through so much that it would really be comforting if you could do that for us."

He nodded slowly. "Okay, I understand. I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Thank you," I said, as he walked back towards the door.

"No problem. If it's going to calm everyone down, I'll be happy to do it."

"I told you he was a nice man," said mom after he left the cabin again.

Even I had to admit, it was almost comforting having him around. Almost.

Caleb took much longer this time, but when he returned, he still hadn't discovered anything unusual.

"Thank you for doing that, Caleb," said my mother, handing him a gla.s.s of red wine. "You could probably use a little of this right now."

"I thought you'd never ask," he answered with a lopsided grin. "Although I'd better not overindulge; I hear the cops in this area are pretty wicked."

She giggled and then turned to Nathan. "Honey, can you fire up the grill? I'm sure everyone is starving by now."

"Yeah, I'm fading away," said Nathan, raising his hands in front of his face. "I can barely see my hands."

Mom smiled and shook her head. Then she turned to me. "Nikki? Honey, why don't you go upstairs and rest for a little while. I'll fix you a plate of food and bring it up later, if you don't feel like coming back down."

I glanced at Caleb, who was staring at my mother like she was a filet mignon. I knew right then that it was time to make an exit.

"Okay, I need to change anyway," I said, getting off the couch. As I left, I could hear them talking and wanted to puke at the way she was flirting with the sheriff. It wasn't that I didn't like Caleb; I just didn't think she was ready to start anything after what just happened.

I raced upstairs to my bedroom, still feeling tense. The gnawing feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach was driving me crazy and I just wanted to go back to my old home in San Diego.

Feeling helpless, I kept the lights off and changed into a pair of shorts and a T-s.h.i.+rt, keeping my attention on the balcony window. When I finished, I grabbed my bat and slowly walked over to the gla.s.s and worked up the nerve to look down below. I half expected to see some kind of ghoul lurking around in the darkness. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary, however, which still wasn't enough to calm my nerves.

"What are you doing?" whispered Nathan next to my ear.

"Holy c.r.a.p! Don't you ever freak me out like that again!" I snapped. "You almost gave me a f.u.c.king heart attack!"

"Wow, I'm sorry. Just settle down, will you?"