Dracula's Soulmate (Watty Awards 2011)

Soulmates

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Chapter 4- Soulmates

When I woke up I saw that it was midday. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I got up and tried the door and I was surprised to see it unlocked. I grinned and walked out. the halls were decorated with so many portraits and it truly amazed me. I went into the kitchen and started making breakfast. Well lunch. I pulled out stuff for pancakes and started making them. a few moments later Drake walked in rubbing his eyes and he was wearing nothing but his P.J bottoms.

“Morning”

“Afternoon” I replied. he smirked and sat on the bench next to my pancake batter

“Do you want some?” I asked

“No I’m not hungry” he responded. I nodded and put my pancakes on my plate

“Do you have syrup?” I asked. he pointed to the pantry. I walked in and grabbed some out. I poured it over my food and then put it back before sitting at the stools behind the bench and eating them. Drake watched me eat with a slight smile.

“I need to tell you something” he said getting down. I frowned and looked at him

“Have you ever heard of Dracula?” he asked

“Yes. Said vampire, eats human girls, loves a good fight, old, charming” I said shrugging

“My full name is Drake Vladimir. Aka Dracula the second” he said. I froze. What was he saying? Dad’s words flowed into my mind You see that castle on the hill? They say Dracula lived there. I was thinking so hard I didn't notice Drake sitting there. I jolted when his hand touched mine and it was like my skin was on fire. I looked at him freaking out.

“Dracula isn't real” I stated firmly.

“Yes I am and so is my father. The first Dracula” then he grinned. I noticed that he had two sharp looking teeth on his top row and it made me back up a little. I started shaking my head in denial

“We vampires have things called soulmates. Our other half” I felt the tears in my eyes

“They belong to us and we belong to them. Amalia you are my soulmate” he stated. I looked up at him and frowned

“This is all a dream” I said getting up and backing away

“Last night or this morning you asked if you could drink the red liquid I was drinking” he stated

“And you said ‘not this stuff’ I thought it was wine!” I stated firmly

“Well it isn't” he replied. he reached out and grasped my hands in his. They weren’t freezing but they weren’t as warm either. “I have waited for over five-hundred years for you” he told me desperately

“Oh ok then” I said in a high pitched voice that still had a hint of sarcasm

“The world I come from is not as dark and dangerous as people are led to believe and now you’re part of it” he said walking closer to me. I jumped again and stepped away from him. he looked hurt by my move. I bit my bottom lip and frowned

“But... vampires aren’t real!” I stated

“Yes we are” he said firmly grabbing my arms. The electricity zinged and I gasped

“You felt it!” he said looking at me with adoration in his eyes

“How come I didn't feel it before?” I asked

“Because you didn't know you were my soulmate. Once you know it works” he said grinning and then he was hugging me tightly. I was confused at all the feelings I was experiencing.

“You don't have to say it back but I love you Amalia” he whispered.

“Oh” was all I could get out. Then I looked at him. His eyes looked happy and he looked like he had just won the lottery.

“Sorry to interrupt” someone said. we both turned and I saw Devon

“Morning Drake”

“Devon what are you doing here?” he asked

“Your father wants you home now. He said because you have what you came for it is time to come home and resume your duties” he said glancing at me.

“Tell him we will be there in a few hours” Devon nodded and then walked out.

“Home? I thought this was your home” I stated with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah it’s one of my homes. But my true home is in another area” he said biting his lip.

“Can I freshen up?” I asked

“Oh yes of course” he showed me to the bathroom and handed me my bag which I had packed spare clothes in. I am glad I did. I peeled off my dress and headed into the warm shower. I washed my hair and scrubbed my body and then I got out and dried myself before I changed into my jeans and tank top. I combed through my hair with my fingers and then put it up in a pony tail. When I was showered and dressed Drake handed me a toothbrush and a hair brush

“Bit late” I muttered

“Heard that” he called

“You were meant to!” I yelled back to him. he chuckled and kept walking. I brushed my teeth and then brushed my hair before putting it back up. I packed the brushes and headed back downstairs.

“Can I have my phone back?” I asked. he fished around his pockets and held it out to me. I had thirty-three messages, one-hundred and eight missed calls and eighty-nine new voicemails. All from dad.

“Huh dad misses me” I said casually

“Did you want to call him? tell him you’re ok?” he asked me shyly. I bit my lip and nodded.

“I think I should. What do I say though?” I asked

“Tell him you were kidnapped but I don't want anything for your return because you won’t be returned for a while” he stated. I felt guilty for doing this. I missed my dad I really did and I missed my mum and Gordy. But I was with someone who could potentially become my whole life. He was my soulmate. The word sent tingles throughout my body. I hesitantly dialled the number.

One ring

Two rings

Three rings

“Hello?” he sounded older than he used to be.

“Dad?”

“OH MY GOD AMALIA ARE YOU OK?!” he asked sounding like himself

“I’m fine dad”

“What happened to you? where are you? are you safe?” his questions had me feeling even worse than I did before

“I was kidnapped on my jog, he doesn’t want anything either. He wants to keep me” I said sounding afraid

“He bloody hell doesn’t get to keep you” dad roared.

“I don't have a choice. He is monitoring this phone call. I have to go” I whispered. This was it

“No Amalia please don't go! Come home! The police are looking for you” he begged

“Bye dad” then I hung up. I felt the tears in my eyes and I cried. Drake held me in his arms and made soothing sounds to calm me.

“Ready to go?” he whispered.