Everyone Has Secrets

    The sun is coming through the window, I rub my temples. It was such a bad plane ride yesterday. I still feel achy and tired and yucky. Redeyes are a b***h. However, I prefer waking up in a new place than going to sleep in one. I can’t believe I’m still feeling the effect of that plane ride after a day. Where is that work husband of mine? I should see how Andrew is feeling? After you know, that airplane ride, that drive, and my weird travel habits. I start walking down the stairs. “ I can’t believe the company paid for this type of house for a work trip; I’m not complaining about it just….”  I pause because I actually see the broken windows, the broken door and I also see Andrew making pancakes in the kitchen. I sit down at the barstool. “Morning Vicki”. " Morning Andrew, I can't believe that happen when I was sleeping and I did not being waking up" pointing at the windows and doors. I have learned to match people energy, so as long as Andrew is calm, I should look calm. But I am not calm right now. I’m so happy my skin tone is a lovely coffee color or it would have change. “Andrew what happen? … How did the windows break and the door? Are we that close to Florida where a typhoon or something happen here?” Andrew looks at me with those lovely eyes. And all I can think about is how the guy he was with the night before the plane and how me and my best was going to gossip about it the minute I go back home. “Vicki, what do you remember from last night?” He said in a questioning tone with a surprised facial expression. “Andrew, I feel like this is a trick question…” I say in almost losing my breath. I start to feel a bit faint. “Well, if you mean after the plane ride, rental car, grocery shopping, and chilling at the house before bed …. Nothing. I did have one hell of a nightmare.” At the moment I’m starting to have to hell of a headache. Andrew looks at me dead in my eyes “Vicki. That was not just a bad dream” without missing a beat “Andrew yes it was… because if that was not a bad dream that mean vampires and werewolves are real and you are a werewolf. That also means a hell of lot more s**t is going down then what I am getting paid for. So, for Fucksake last night better had Been. A. Mother. f*****g. Nightmare.” I say in my lowest but panic tone.   Andrew hands me a plate of bacon and pancakes and I look at the plate wishing the conversation was something different so my stomach would let me eat this. “Sorry Victoria but last night was not a dream”. I embrace you oblivion as I black out and everything when black.   The day before:   It was just supposed to be a lovely “vacation” (a work presentation for somebody with money for a house or compound that I’m designing. I am also getting like 5 days to look at the site and change the design if needed. This is going to take me all of a day but I don’t mind getting paid to sightsee). With me and my work husband and office ho. We just got off the plane and its early morning because we took at redeye. “Andrew Wait up.” I say loudly is I'm trying to make my way through the airport. This guy is six foot three has very long legs and I’m 5 foot 3 really about 5 foot 2 but I want that extra inch. Him having long legs and me having short ones makes it hard for me to keep up with him.   “I'm only five foot three you got a foot on me, slow down.” Andrew stops and looks at me “You just have to move faster. I cannot walk any slower than what I already am.” I look up at him as took advantage of him stopping to catch up to him “you can try. How about half a step when walking with me” I say out of breath.  “ I can carry you and the bags.” I look at him and move my head down to his stomach because looking up at him hurts after a long time. “ I aint that heavy but there aint no way you carrying me and all the bags. But yes, carry all the bags”. He smiles as he carries all the bag and still keeps at a fast pace. “you know what I should have hop on your back” I said as I’m in a slow run keeping up with him. We got the rental car and he start to drive. “ Andrew what do I have to design this time that I can’t do it from the office or at home” “ nothing really Vicki but you know how it is. This type of people like to know who designing their house when they are outside of the community” I nod my head “right.. They pay to know why one of their own is not designing and why I am do special” “Vicki you don’t have to say it like that” “like what…. I’m the best. I will put anyone to shame. They just have to see that in person…I have a question” “what it is” he raise an eye brow. Lovely face he has. Lovely brown hair, nice face, good body, and he loves being a ho. “ how racist are they” I said in a cold tone “ excuse me” he look uncomfortable. “Look,  I don’t trust many people with this question but you always been cool. So .. how racist are they so I know what I’m putting up with? Help a girl out”  He take a deep breath. “ I work with this group before that not that bad” “ ok” (so reading between the lines. Your best behavior). Hey can we stop by the grocery store” he looks kind of puzzled “why”. “to pick up food” We stop at a red light and he looks at him. “this is a work trip we can just order food” and now look him in the eye because we are both sitting “ I know but some food I like to have at the house even if the house is not mine” it shake his head and start to drive. We get the food and start driving up the house that the company rented for us. “ I have a question”  “what is it” “ was cheaper to rent a house for use and not hotel rooms or villa”  He smiles “ I wanted a house by the beach for the down time” . This is when I know it was the right thing to be happy that this guy boy right here is my friend. Even if I should know that you are gay. But your name gets around and you heart breaker you. This is a lovely house on the beach. Tree just off the coast and lovely brown sand and cold breeze.  “ are those the waves you want to ride” he look down at me “ you know it”. Look like I’m sun bathing because I’m too yellow staying in the house or the office too long. In that moment. It feel like a vacation with a friend and not work.  “ This is cute” I say looking throughout the house. A cute little three-bedroom two bath, Carport, laundry roughly 1300 spare feet. I hear Andrew yell from the care “Are you gonna help?” “ na not with you bragging that you can carry all the bag and me too. I’ll help put it up when you bring it in” He bring in the bags and food and I help put them up after we pick our room. I get the master with bath because I’m a girl and I pee in the middle of the night. This was just like every other day until after I took a shower and can down stairs. I was just going to go over the plans for us being here. Have you ever thought what you was seeing wasn’t real and you was trippin? Well, I’m trippin… hard. When I start to walk down the stairs, I hear people down stair. Which is not right because there should only be one person down stairs. Andrew yells “what are you doing here and our territory?” Territory? When did Andrew go into the sells department? We are designers. I look at his unfold from the stair case. A slightly older man's with the gray hair sunken on his pasty skin (man you need some sun and vitamin E). If I had to guess what vampires look like it would be this guy. But they aint real, right? I trippin, I’m in on a business trip, trippin because this will be my last business trip before I retire. I trippin about retiring at 32 being; FIRE is a scary situation indeed. I am happing a bad dream right now I should just sit on the stairs until my dream decide to let me take part. A young woman she's wearing a lot of makeup ( girl you don’t need that much a little bap will do ya but ya know what do you do you. The mirror told you, you look good). She has long brunette hair. Bleach stain blue jeans, red shirt. ( don’t care for what you wearing but your shoes) short with a flower pattern (you know if dreams you seen everything in real life. So where have I seen them shoes cause I need them).  The older man said in a menacing tone that sound loud but isn’t. “This is not your territory. Mutt” (we callin people dogs now. I do call Andrew a ho a lot. I guess he could be called a dog. Just running thru all of the guys in the office. Which is a pain to keep hush). Andrew said in a treating tone “ I am here on official business for blood moon pack. I'm bringing him a worker for the business. And you should not be in this territory”( I know why I’m dreaming this. I must have fell asleep during a werewolf movie. Which one I don’t know. But that’s the story I’m telling myself).  “ Mutt this pack and very dog on it is going to die tonight starting with you and that b***h” (excuse you, who are you calling a b***h). There are more vampires now with teeth and claws all out. I’m not sure if I should help at the moment. I think this is the part of my dream where I run or grab a bat. Where is a bat? I start looking around the house without moving from stairs. “Andrew behind you” I yell as I see someone about the jump through the window. I hope we do not have to pay for that. Andrew doesn’t even look and grab the guy by the throat and rips it out. I did not know I thought of him that strong. Andrew did change into a wolf cause that aint no dog. I have seen dogs. I have seen big dogs what he turned into aint it. I really need to see what movie I was watching last night because it impacting my sleep. Andrew bits in to the old man neck and I think killed him. Look at that ash; vampires really turn into ash in this dream. Why does that look neat. Did the one that came through the window turn to ash. I look around the house and saw the ash on the floor. Yes, he did. Only one left is the girl with the cute shoes (really where did I see them shoes) and she looks like she can fight. She pulls out a knife and cut Andrew. O no that’s going to leave a mark. Burh that’s a lot of blood. She stabs him one more time because he bites her head off and she turn to smoke. I look puzzled and Andrew look at me in fear. “I’m not the one who turned into a wolf. Don’t look at me like that.. change back so I can patch you up.” This is one hell of a dream this blood feels real. The cut is a bit deep but it looks like it already healing. One hell of a dream. Lucky for me I know first aid so stitching and wrapping my guy here up aint a problem. I still in a daze “ I hate dreams like this I can’t move like I should. I feel really heavy”. I clean up the ash, blood, and broken glass.   “I hope this is one of those dream where you sleep you fall into another dream that’s better” I look at Andrew looking at me with a puzzled look on his face. “ I swear even in a dream I’m cleaning up your mess. I want pancakes, eggs, and bacon in the morning”. I walked up the stairs and went back to sleep. Andrew Point of View (start here)   Victoria is such an easy-going girl she's been one of the best at the company and she's really good at putting projects and making our clients happy. Which is hard to keep people around because they start to ask questions. She never asks questions. She just does the work.  She much better than those girls at the office that just droop over the management and not get their work done. Also, better than the boys I take to bed every so often. The funny thing is that after I’m done, they seem to leave me alone now or leave the company.  It seems like she had some type of dissociative episode last night. She did not interfere in the attack last night causing problems for me. She also was able to give me first aid and clean the place as much as possible. I’m going to put in a good word for her when we get back to my uncle. Vicki needs a raise after putting her in this situation. I pick her up and put her in the back seat of the car and take her to the pack house (with is more a compound on the pack lands). Which we are going to redesigning. I am really surprised she really thought it was just a dream. Watching her come down stairs like everything was normal and slowly watching her face change was interesting. Even then she was keeping it pretty together. I really did try to cook for her this morning. It was the least I can do but she going to watch in the pack hospital. I don’t think we are going to be able to do the meeting today.   Vicki as she is hyperventilating in her sleep and seem very tense. I hope she is ok.  As I drive up to the pack house. I wait for the Border Patrol. “State your name and business.”  “I'm Andrew Baker. From the crescent moon pack, I'm here to meet with all Alpha Patrick with my associate here who seems to be passed out because of a vampire attack on your pack lands. I would like bring her to the pack doctor for a checkup before our meeting. (if they can happen today).” “Understood we will let the alpha know that you are here and taking your associate to the pack doctor. The doctor office is down the street to the left”   “Thank you”  I pick her up out of the car and carry her in to the doctor office and explain the situation to them. They take her and hook her up to IV drip. They assure me that nothing wrong with her and she should be waking up in a short time. I think I need to go to Alpha Patrick and talk to him about the vampires on his land. I should also talk to him about a delay in our presentation for the program. Victoria is better the presentation and dealing with the question than I am. Even unknowing talking to wolves people freeze however she never does.   “I'm Dr. Tracy Matt. I need to look at the wound you said you had because of a vampire attack?” “Yes.. ok” I take off my shirt. “If you did this patch work, it look pretty good” he says as it touch the scare that is fading and taking out the sitiching. “ I didn’t do this” looking at Vicki laying on the bed “she did” “I thought you guys are designer not nurses. Well, she did a good job. You guy are free to leave when she wakes up and I take a look at her.” You can just call me Tracy. Is this her friend?   Maybe I should have let her think it was a dream. Humans do have a really hard time accepting reality. I don’t know how to explain this to her when she wakes up. I don’t know how I’m going to explain how her life is going to change after this.