Keep a vampire as a pet!

Chapter 15: The Scarlet Warning

Cynthia lifted her hand and grabbed Alan's, the warm cool temperature from her small hand settling her mind a bit.

Picking Alan up, Cynthia cautiously approached the bathroom door.

She was going to find out exactly what was written on the mirror.

If there was no writing, she could console herself with the fact that she was hallucinating, but if there was writing on the mirror, she would have to think about going back to the church to ask for a peace sign.

Moving step by step to the bathroom door, through the light of the room, Cynthia vaguely saw the bright red words on the mirror.

There was writing, real writing!

Reaching out, she pressed the bathroom light switch, and the light that wouldn't come on before came on immediately.

Cynthia managed to see the words on the mirror.

It read, Leave that child or wait for hell!

The bright red color was even more shocking in the white light, and as she watched the traces snaking down the mirror, Cynthia's heartbeat went into turmoil again, her body leaning against the wall, her hold on Alan loosening a little.

Someone, or something not human, wanted the child in her hands.

Feeling Cynthia's trembling arm, Alan looked up at her, his small hand struggling to lift and touch Cynthia's face.

The soft, warm touch snapped Cynthia out of her horror, and when she met Alan's concerned gaze, Cynthia was ashamed of the thoughts that had just raced up from the bottom of her heart.

Just a moment ago, she had thought about following those two lines.

Cynthia set Alan down on the floor and forced herself into the bathroom, turning on the faucet's on light and cupping her hands to splash water on top of the mirror where the writing hadn't dried.

The bright red writing was instantly washed away when it met the water, and Cynthia's body stiffened in place as she watched the pale red water run down the drain.

Closer, she smelled blood.

These words were not written with paint with paint, but ...... blood.

Before this Cynthia could lie to herself that this was a prank, but now ......

Rough, shaky breathing revealed her inner panic, and as her breath caught, Cynthia turned and ran out of the bathroom, the bathroom door slamming heavily behind her.

Cynthia ducked onto the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the covers, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Alan watched as Cynthia ran past him in a gust of wind and followed Cynthia on his short legs, watching as Cynthia ran to the bed and struggled to grab the sheets and climb up.

Cynthia didn't know when she fell asleep, she was woken up by her alarm clock, opening her sore eyes and seeing Alan lying beside her, Cynthia struggled more than a few times in her mind, and ended up taking Alan to school just as she did yesterday.

This whole day down, Cynthia is soulful, remembering notes in class also remember intermittent incomplete. By noon, instead of going home, she packed takeout from the cafeteria and brought it to the rooftop to eat, and then fed Alan the milk from the thermos after lunch. By the time school let out on the side night, Cynthia didn't go home right away, but instead hung around outside until it was about to get dark before she headed for home.

Last night's incident had made Cynthia not want to go home at all, if it wasn't for the fact that she had an Alan with her, she would have wanted to find a random place to stay tonight.

With a hundred reluctance, Cynthia opened the door to her house.

The first thing she did was to turn on the lights, and only when they were fully lit did her tense heart strings loosen a little.