A Woman Turned

Chapter 7

That night, Donte and I slept in each other’s arms. There was nothing but love for the other, and I actually felt happy. It was the first time in a while that I’ve felt this way, but I liked it. It was definitely a feeling that I missed. Actually, this was a feeling that I had never felt before.

I thought I felt something like this with Ryan, but that wasn’t the case. Ryan was more of a fling than anything, an idea I had one day that I thought would work. I realized I didn’t like Ryan as much as I thought I did. I thought we would be together for a while, but as I stuck around with Donte more and more, I realized that I was trying to kid myself. I wasn’t happy with anyone besides Donte, and that was the truth of it.

I felt something for Donte that I didn’t feel for other men. It wasn’t just a sense of love, but it was a sense of feeling like I was a person to him. With Ryan, I always knew that he just wanted to get with me and not care about anything else but s*x. That was the sad truth of it. I didn’t feel like he completely cared when I was with him, but instead he would pretend to give a damn about me. He wanted to fu*k me for the longest time, but he didn’t have the balls to until I initiated it. After that, I realized that he didn’t want anything else but my body. He didn’t care if something bad happened to me. Hell, he didn’t even seem all that worried when I showed up that night at his front doorstep. All he wanted was some nookie, and that was the cold truth of the matter.

S*x isn’t everything to me. It never has been, and it never will be. That’s why Ryan and I didn’t work out. He looked at me with disgust when I started to show signs of changing instead of wanting to help me with the debacle that I was in. He was a scumbag, and to be honest I was happy that I showed him the truth. That wasn’t what I needed.

Donte on the other hand, was one of the most understanding men I’ve ever met. He didn’t seem to be angry about the way things went. He didn’t judge me like Ryan did. In fact, he liked learning about my life and the different nuances of it. And I didn’t feel like he was only in it for the s*x either. He already played around with love once, and I know that after you play with it once you’ll put up a wall in a way. You’ll make sure that it doesn’t get as bad as the relationship you had in the past.

But with Donte, he opened up to me. He wanted to be with me. He didn’t care about the different facets of life. Hell, the guy even waited for me in a way. He didn’t try to dick around.

That’s what I thought about when I slept. I also thought about how happy I was to be with him. How great things were with him. I felt happy that he was able to be with me like that.

Things went great that night, and the next morning we had some hot morning s*x and then got ready to meet Margaret. Apparently, this next part had to be done on foot. We couldn’t take the car up there. Donte and I started up the hiking path.

“She’s supposed to be in the middle of the forest. You’ll see a house with billowing smoke when we find it. You’ll also feel a presence that’s almost preternatural in a way,” he said.

“Where did you get all of that from?” I asked.

“There’s a book out there about how you get rid of vampirism. That’s how I found out about this whole thing actually. I read her book, and I wanted to find her once I was able to get away from Raphael. Raphael was a bit of an idiot and didn’t screen the books that came through his mansion. One of the servants that eventually got killed brought it in. She gave it to me, and when I was on guard duty in the cell area, I would read it. Yes, Raphael would guard the cells even when there weren’t any prisoners. He thought that some spies would get in there if he didn’t,” Donte said. I saw the eye roll that he had when he told me that. It seemed silly, Raphael was a bad vampire and would stop at nothing to ensure that people didn’t defy him.

It was interesting learning about this sort of thing. I didn’t know many of the facts that Donte told me about the vampires. He also told me that there are other people who can get rid of it, but Margaret was the only one he trusted. Only vampires who were able to read freely knew about her. She tended to keep herself on the down low. I definitely knew why. If Raphael found out about her, she would be as good as dead.

“Do you think she’s still alive?” I asked.

“I’m fairly certain. She’s not the type to get killed in such an easy way. It takes a lot to take her down, which is the reason why she’s still around. That book was about fifty years old, so I assume that she’s one of the few people with supernatural powers other than being a vampire,” he said.

“What do you mean?”

“Well to put it simply, she’s a witch. Witches are very clever at avoiding death. They can also age at a slower rate. Some of them can be killed by humans, but others can only be killed in strange ways. I’m sure Margaret is the latter,” he explained.

It was so weird finding out about this. I never thought there would be a difference in witches. I just thought that all witches were the same in a way. I guess that’s not the truth.

“Damn. So do you think Margaret will show herself?” I asked.

“Yes. She wants to help turn vampires back. She has a proven strategy. She will show herself to anyone that needs help. No enemy will see her,” he stated.

I nodded. We finally got to a cabin in the middle of the woods. It was weird that it was the only piece of civilization for miles. It was small, but it was cute. I wondered if there really was a person like Margaret in there.

I did feel the weird spiritual energy when we walked near the house though. It had to be it. There was billowing smoke, and in a way I felt like we were in a magical force field. Donte pulled me towards him, holding me tight against his body. I blushed, but I liked the way that it felt. We moved closer to the entrance, wondering what we were going to see.