Carmilla’s eyes were fixed on the building before her. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t scared. She was terrified. Her mother was the only being that could make her feel petrified.
Laura was right. She was a coward. But decades later she still had nightmares; of the coffin, of Ell, of her mother, and now they were filled with Laura and a bright light.
She knew she was being reckless and stupid but Laura’s disappointed face was etched in her brain and the guilt was eating her up. She had to do something even if her own mind opposed it.
With a sigh, she balled up her fists and marched into the administration building.
She took the stairs to the basement, her movements were swift, her steps light. She could smell William from there. Going down the hall she reached the final door and opened it. Will sat on a wooden chair against the wall. Engrossed in a magazine, he did not notice her presence.
“Hello Willy boy.” She sneered.
Will looked up and grinned. He set the magazine down and stood up. “Well if it isn’t the prodigal daughter. Finally got your head together then?”
“You could say that.” She smirked and with vampiric speed she rushed at him and threw him against the wall. She watched as the other vampire landed on the floor and remained still.
Using her strength she opened the first of the five doors lining a wall. She untied the girl and removed the blindfold covering her eyes.
“Get out.” She growled at the girl who looked at her with fear in her eyes. The girl nodded frantically and scampered out.
She pushed the next door open and the girl was unconscious. She’d wait before getting her out. She went to the third, kicking it down and finally found him.
“Who’s there?” His voice was strong but there was a hint of fear in it. “Look this is totally not cool man.”
She removed the blindfold from his eyes and they widened in surprise.
“You, you’re one of them. You sold me to them.” He accused her.
She sighed in mild irritation. “I’m here to get you out aren’t I?” He looked at her with caution. “Besides, we warned you about Willy.” She took off the ropes holding him down.
“Thanks.” He muttered while rubbing his wrists.
“Don’t mention it. I mean it, really just don-” The words died in her throat as a she felt a piercing pain in her stomach. She looked down to see a piece of wood protruding. She gasped as she fell to her knees. She turned slightly to see her brother standing at the entrance.
“You didn’t think I’d let you go so easily.” Will smirked as he dusted off his hands. “I have to say mother will be very disappointed in-”
She barely caught sight of the door that was slammed against him and sent his body flinging towards the cell’s wall. He fell to the floor knocked out cold.
She turned to Kirsch, who dropped the door she had broken down. “Zeta’s protect and you are no longer my bro.” He glared at the unconscious vampire.
Carmilla struggled to get up. Any movement she made sent waves of pain throughout her body. Kirsch looked worried as he helped her up.
“Are you going to die?” He asked terrified, almost childlike.
Carmilla laughed at the question but stopped when she felt the pain surge. She was already dead and even in this body she had never felt alive, not since Ell but she was getting there with Laura.
“No,” she finally grunted, “but I am going to need a lot of blood after this.”
He stared at the growing red spot on her shirt. “Let’s go, I can carry you.”
She shook her head, “No, there’s a girl next door. Take her, I can walk.”
He nodded hesitantly bit did as told. She examined her wound and decided it was best not to remove the offending piece out. At least not yet or she would surely bleed out in this cell.
He came back with the girl thrown over his shoulder. They made it up the stairs slowly due to Carmilla’s lack of speed. When they exited the building Carmilla noted nightfall had set in which was good considering their situation.
She staggered being Kirsch as her muscles started to become stiff. Dread settled in at the thought she might not make it on time.
Kirsch glanced at Carmilla, worry etched on his face.
“I’m fine.” She growled.
“No you are not. Look I’ll drop her off with the Summer Society, just wait here and then I’ll come back for you. It’ll be much quicker this way.” He pleaded to her.
Carmilla hesitated but nodded. Truth be told, she did not have much energy left. She leaned against a building being mindful of her injury.
Kirsch took off sprinting across the campus leaving Carmilla to her thoughts. She watched as his body disappeared into the distance. She hoped this would get Laura to forgive her, she hoped she would get to see her face one last time, and that this time it would not be filled with disappointment.
But even if she did live tonight, she knew her days were counted, mother surely would never forgive such an act of betrayal. They’d come for her and they would come for her friends. But she would die again as long as she could keep them safe.
She watched as Kirsch appeared in the distance. He took one look at her, picked her up and took off. She closed her eyes and for the next few minutes she slept.
“Laura! Laura!” The sound of Kirsch screaming woke her up. They were outside of her dorm.
She heard some fumbling followed by the happy sound of Laura’s voice, “Kirsch!”
The door open and she watched as Laura’s smile fell. “Carmilla,” she murmured in disbelief, “wh-what happened?”
“Oh you know just the usual sibling rivalry.” She coughed out, failing at being snarky.
“She saved me.” Kirsch whispered.
Laura looked surprised and then sad. It wasn’t disappointment, Carmilla thought, but it wasn’t what she had hoped for either. She seemed to snap out of it, and moved. “Lay her down on the bed.”
She was brought into the room and placed on her side on the soft mattress.
“Carmilla!” She heard Perry shout. “What happened?”
“Calm down mother hen, it’s just a little splinter.” She managed to get out. She could only guess what state she was in by the shocked look on their faces.
Laura keeled down next to her bed. “How do I help you?”
“Get this out,” she ordered already knowing it was going to hurt like a bitch, “and then I’m going to need lots of blood.”
Laura looked conflicted as she placed her hands on the piece of wood. She shook her head and stood up, her hands trembling. “Kirsch I can’t…”
The boy nodded solemnly, he gripped the make-shift stake. “This is going to hurt.”
She released a shaky breath. “Do it.”
He pulled with force and it came out in one clean move. But Carmilla released a guttural scream. It felt like they had torn her insides.
“Oh dear there’s so much blood, I’m going for my first aid kit.” Perry stated and with a pale face ran out the room.
“I’ll go with you.” Kirsch followed her.
Laura stared at the gaping wound, tears rolled down her eyes.
“I’ll be okay cutie.” She said exhausted and Laura looked up. “But can you get me a drink.”
Laura nodded swiftly as she went to their mini fridge.
She looked at Laf, who was still tied and lying on Laura’s bed. The nonsensical girl said before closing her eyes, “The light, it will not be pleased.”
Carmilla sighed; she would worry about that stupid light later.
Laura came back and lifted Carmilla’s head so that she could drink. She took small sips until the cup was empty. She laid her head down and closed her eyes. She needed to rest and she did.
When she opened her eyes a later, her shirt was gone. She was in her bra and there were bandages around her midriff.
Laura was still kneeling next to her bed, holding her hand firmly and head resting on the mattress. She turned her head and saw that Perry and Laf were sleeping soundly on the other bed and Kirsch was snoring softly on the floor.
She sighed, she was still very weak and in much need of more blood. There’d be no way she could expect to face her mother in such a state.
“You stupid vampire.” Her eyes shifted towards Laura who was now awake. Her eyes were red and there was a fiery look in her eyes. “Why didn’t you ask for help?”
Carmilla just shrugged and winced slightly at the discomfort.
“This is all my fault.” Laura stated guiltily.
“Don’t blame yourself creampuff, you know how stubborn I can be.” She tried to console her.
She smiled but still looked ashamed. “I’m so sorry I should have never said those things.”
“No, you were right. I am a coward, I’m so afraid of mamam that I was willing to become an accomplice to many murders. I’m so sorry for lying to you.”
The words seem to have an effect on the young girl and she looked more relax. “Thank you for saving Kirsch and the rest of the girl’s.”
“Don’t thank me yet. When mother comes after us…” She trailed off somberly.
“We’ll find a way.” Laura looked hopeful.
“Is there more blood?” She asked not wanting to argue and sound like a pessimist.
“No with LaFontaine like this, we haven’t been able to get more.” Laura looked troubled.
“Oh.” Carmilla’s stomach dropped, with the injury, not eating properly and being next to Laura, it had all made her the hunger grow tenfold.
Laura looked concerned and then a smile covered her face. Carmilla instantly knew what she was going to say, it did not take a genius to know what she had come up with. “You could-”
“No.” She ground out before Laura could voice her plan.
“But-” She started again looking optimistic.
“No.” This time Carmilla added a glare.
“What are you so afraid of?” She asked curiously. “Look you’ve already done it before and if we are going to fight against your mother we need you to get better.”
Carmilla exhaled deeply knowing that Laura had a point but she was still afraid of becoming the monster everyone expected her to be. She was already half way there with all that she had done but she was trying to make amends. “What if I hurt you?”
“I trust you Carmilla.” Laura looked at her with what Carmilla could only describe as adoration. She pulled her hair back, revealing her neck.
Carmilla could smell the blood, it called out to her just like she could hear the girl’s heart pounding faster than normal. Laura’s blood, because it was warm and fresh, would heal her faster and she needed it if she was going to protect her. Carmilla swallowed and looked at Laura’s determined face.
Seeing the vampire’s resolve deteriorate, Laura moved closer, offering herself up. Carmilla felt her fangs come out. Pushing back her thoughts of insecurity she leaned forward and pierced the human’s skin.
Laura gasped, her body tensed momentarily and she placed her hands on the wounded girl’s shoulders to steady herself.
Carmilla felt the warm blood gush out and began to consume it. Her hands went around Laura’s waist as they both lay there awkwardly, Laura’s body half on and half off the bed.
After a minute Carmilla retracted her fangs and swiped her tongue over the area. She felt Laura shudder from above her. She lapped the remaining drops and sucked her neck gently. Placing one last kiss, she pulled back.
Laura released something between a sigh and a moan as Carmilla kissed her wound gently. Carmilla took one look at Laura’s dazed eyes and smirked as she licked her lips.
“That, that was different from the first time.” Laura stuttered.
“I was in a rush then.” Carmilla smirked, already feeling much better.
Laura looked intensely at Carmilla and then surprised her when she placed her lips on the vampire, a quick pressing of their lips.
“What was that?” Carmilla asked with a goofy smile on her face.
“I’m glad you’re okay.” Laura whispered sincerely.
Carmilla smiled at her hoping to conceal the sadness. She knew that their time of joy was limited, that her mother could burst through the door at any moment. She could also send her minions. Either way a war was coming. But knowing that Laura and her friends were safe, it was a moment of peace.
For now, she would just enjoy the calm before the storm.