The First Bite

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Chapter 14 of Velma the Vegan Vampire continues:

“Tell me.”

“Well, in a nutshell, my mum was shot and killed by a farmer, and my dad was beaten to death by hunt supporters two months later.”

“Oh God Velma, oh my God. How? What happened?”

Velma glugged down the rest of her blackcurrant. “That’s a story for another time,” she said. “I don’t like talking about it.”

“Did they get the guy? The farmer? Was he arrested? Did he go to prison?”

“They arrested him but he told them it was self-defence. Said he’d had to put up with multiple break-ins, and trespassers. Said he’d reported it to the police and they’d done nothing so he had a right to protect his own property.”

“Against an unarmed woman? I’m assuming she was unarmed.”

“Of course. But he said he didn’t know she was unarmed.”

“What had she been doing?”

“Rescuing chickens.”

“Oh for crying out loud!” Muriel was incredulous. “Did he go to prison? How much time did he get?”

“None. He was acquitted. The judge said his actions were reasonable under the circumstances.”

Muriel shook her head. “No wonder you were angry. I would have been beside myself.”

Velma nodded.

“And your dad? Oh sorry, you don’t want to talk about it. Sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

Muriel paused for a moment, wondering if perhaps she shouldn’t ask any more questions. “How long after that did you meet the vampire?”

“At my dad’s funeral. Well, right after it actually. It was a natural woodland burial and, when everyone else had gone, I stayed in the woods and just sat near Mum and Dad’s graves, listening to the birds. I don’t know how long I sat there but my thoughts were interrupted by a strange woman walking towards me. She said she knew my parents and was sorry for my loss, that’s what people had been saying all afternoon. But I knew there was something different about her. I just didn’t know what.”

“She was a vampire!” It was always hard for Muriel to wait for a story to unfold.

Velma smiled and went on in her own good time. “She asked me how I was feeling and I told her I felt empty. And angry. I told her it felt like the end of the world. Then I started to cry. I sobbed and sobbed. Couldn’t seem to stop. She reached out and put her arms around me. A woman I’d never met before. She held me tight and let me get it all out. Then, when I had no more tears left and I was just doing this juddery breathing thing, she looked at me, her face close to mine, her eyes black as night, her teeth long and sharp. And I wasn’t afraid.”

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Come back tomorrow when chapter 14 concludes, unless you’d rather read it now 😀

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