Painting

"Miracle? Not many people today can have that," she said.

We're in Colmillos Mall right now. It's Saturday but not that many people here. This must be a crowded day because the students are out of school. Maybe it's afternoon.

She turned to me. "What clothes do you plan to buy, Adra?" si Alta.

I immediately thought of his question. What is really good to wear? I'm so excited to buy an outfit for the halloween party that I didn't even think about what I will buy.

I sighed. "I don't know yet, do you?"

“Harley Quinn outfit very much,” she said.

Her eyes stop at every store we pass. The mall here in Colmillos is complete with everything so there is no need to go to another town, unlike before. It was good and commerce flourished here in the town. It is interesting to think that after almost twenty years, the town of Colmillos has developed.

I then remembered the story of mama and me, they said that in order to buy condiments and clothes, they had to go to another town, it was far from here.

It's also one of the reasons why mama didn't reach the hospital when I was born, she had a baby in the forest ... She was with papa then, even though papa didn't know how to give birth, she did everything to keep me safe from being born.

"You don't need the costume, Alta."

His forehead furrowed as I turned. "Huh why?"

"Crazy right, you don't need a Harley Quinn costume." I smiled devilishly at her.

She glared at me. "Tsk! Because you can't think of anything to wear!"

She marched on foot, I followed her. "Wait, didn't ... Bernadette used to wear a Harley Quinn?"

Fucky! That woman was Harley Quinn, I remember because the baseball bat she was holding hit her nose. Because she became famous that day, she threw the baseball bat. In the first and second stones he was caught, but in the third, there he lost consciousness, unable to cope with what happened to his nose so he fainted. She did not come in for a few days because of what happened. It's a good thing he has money to make a nose.

"Oh! Really?! She broke her nose because of that!" She laughed at the promise. Ironically she was caught in her stomach.

"What? Is it Harley Quinn? Maybe the baseball bat will hit your whole face? You'll borrow a face from that horse!"

"What?!"

Hmm ... Fucky! That can be a costume. Cases are hard to find or do.

"Is it really a costume? Can't you just do anything?"

"Nope. If you just want what to wear, don't go. Make your own party!" she laughed at the promise.

I rolled my eyes. "You know I can't. No one is going, if there is, they can just eat and then leave."

"Exactly! So don't act like that. You know we're not missing Lorcan's Halloween party!"

Every year, there is a party at the largest mansion in Colmillos, in the very center of town. The non-owner is Lorcan's family.

Lorcan's our school mate. Same batch also. Year after year they held a party in their mansion. His family is well -known and rich, they have the biggest business here in town. Maybe it's also a way to thank everyone who enjoys their family's products and business. We don't think about it too much because the important thing is that Alta and I can go to a party, experience such fun because it's open to everyone from Colmillos.

In the three years that Alta and I have been going to the festivities, we have never seen anyone older than us be there. Most are just our age.

"Isn't it odd?"

"What?"

"The halloween party. It's not yet november. But there's more to come."

"It's not technically a Halloween party, Adra. It's just the theme."

"Four years of halloween is the theme of Lorcan's party, I can't even think of a costume ... I've become a magician, a witch, a ghost and a detective at his party." I laughed at the promise.

"There's shokoy, zombies and tikbalang, that's what I suggested!"

I was blown away by what she said.

"Don't act like that Adra, you know that's the only party we can go to because our classmates don't invite us to their parties."

It was the only pleasure Alta and I had, at the other pleasure of the classmates we were not invited, so we did not miss it.

I sighed. "Fucky, right. We don't have a place for that."

"Lorcan is even better, inviting everyone, even strangers!" he laughed at the promise. "Think about it, he rarely comes in but his parents don't scold him. He's still allowed to party."

Fucky! Yes, what? He hasn't even come in, it's been a month!

Alta's phone ringing interrupts the conversation. Someone is calling her. He mouthed "this is dad" to me. I nod at her, she moves five steps away from me so she can talk to his dad in privacy.

In just a few minutes, it was back again. Are they quick to talk to the father?

I noticed the pallor of his face. "Adra ..."

"What did Tito say?"

She pursed her lips. "There's an emergency at home..."

My eyes widened. "What emergency? How is Tito?!"

"H-he's okay ... But I have to go home." she stuttered.

"Come with me so I can help you."

I saw her eyes widen, she seemed confused by what I said.

"D-don't!" she exclaimed.

My forehead furrowed as she shouted. "I-I can do it on my own Adra, you stay here ..." She was calm now.

I didn't even pay attention to what he did before. "Fucky! What else are you building there? Go Tito!"

"Okay. I'm sorry ... I'll try to get back together again!"

"Take care of Tito first, maybe I'll just go around here," I promised.

She grinned sparingly before leaving in front of me. What happened to their house?

Hmmm ... What do I do now? Will I still buy a costume?

Fucky! How can I buy it if I can't even think of a costume!

I took a walk to the mall first. I stopped at a small painting gallery.

My mind is telling me not to go inside and look at the paintings, Deep down I know it still hurts like a fresh wound whenever I remember what happened years ago. Going inside means reminiscing about my past.

I no longer hesitated, I went inside, and many paintings opened up to me. Suddenly my chest tightened, it wasn't connected. These paintings happened to me but why is it like this?

Fucky!

One painting caught my attention. It's a painting of a moon gleaming in the dark forest. My eyebrows furrowed when I noticed the center of the dark forest in this painting. This painting reminds me of the forest where I saw the vampires. It almost looks similar .. .But the moon in this painting is not the usual silver white moon, it's green. There's something about this painting that's pulling me in. It's not about my miserable past ... It's something I can't understand ... A feeling that I can't explain. It feels like it's inside me but I can't name what it is.

My eyes gaze down below the painting.

Green moon.

"It's enchanting right?"

My eyes widened when I saw who said that. "Silvana?!"

It touched the bottom of my chin to close its pitiful mouth. "You're so shocked, Adrasteia." she grinned.

Fucky!

"W-why are you here?" I stammered.

She looked back at the painting. "Just looking around."

I glanced at her. She's wearing a silky sleeveless black fitted dress that defines her hourglass body. The black color of her dress matched her white skin. I looked down at the black boots he was wearing, he got taller on the heel of those boots.

She looks different now compared to when we first met.

Silvana is very white, she is not as pale as Silvhari and Asmodeus, her cheeks have been red ever since.

"Can you..."

"Yes, I can. Were not Adrasteia prisoners, were just vampires." She licked her lips.

My eyes stared at her red and full lips. I'm sure she's wearing lipstick. Is it a lip tint on his cheek so it blushes from that?

"But how?" I asked in astonishment.

I look down at its skin. "It's still sunny outside. How did you get into the mall without the sun burning?"

"Oh you human!" she chuckled.

My forehead creased. What's funny with what I said? Is there something wrong with rum?

"There's nothing wrong with what you said. It's just funny how you, humans, believe that our skin will burn out if the sunlight hits it." he laughed, still shaking.

"That's what the book says," I promised.

"You have a lot of misconceptions about us."

"Then your skin won't burn?"

"Are there any burns on my skin?"

I shook my head at her question.

"We're modern vampires, Adrasteia!" Smiling he promised.

"Vana! Lower your voice. Maybe someone can hear you!"

"Calm down, we were talking with our minds." She winked at me.

Fucky ?!

My eyes widened. Seriously ?!

We're talking with our minds? Is this legit ?!

"Yes, seriously." She smiled at me.

My brows furrowed. "I heard you."

"Yes we're talking, Adrasteia." She smiled promisingly. It once again brought the gaze back to the painting.

I glance at the painting. Staring at it makes me hear Asmodeus' voice that night.

"It's been years since the last time I fuck, Adrasteia."

"I'm sure I'll break your bones in just a minute if I lose control of you."

"You don't want to die. Leave me alone. I warned you already."

I turned to Silvana. "Did you ever have sex with a human?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Nope, I never did and I never will."

"W-why?" I stuttered.

"This painting speaks a lot, what do you think?"

"Huh?"

"Look at the tall trees, it seems like no matter how tall it is. It can't reach the moon."

"The moon gives bedazzling light to the dark lonely forest Light and darkness, balance. They're perfect together but gravity won't let them touch. If the moon falls upon the trees it will be broken into pieces and the forest will die. "

I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I'm so tired of thinking about everything. I can't digest what Silvana told me a while ago. I don't know if she's a poet. So does it mean that I'm the tree while Asmodeus is the moon?

Fucky!

"Adrasteia!"

I lazily got out of bed. "Yes, ma?" I asked when I opened the door.

She's still wearing her office clothes. Did you go straight to my room, so she couldn't change?

"Here." She handed me a white paper bag.

I look down there. My forehead furrowed. "What is this?"

"Look at it." She commanded.

I opened my mouth to see what was inside. It's a black backless gown. You don't have your sleeves and the fabric is pretty fast. It includes a red cape, fake fang and a headband with horns, it's still glowing.

"Francisco told me about the party. He said you couldn't buy clothes anymore because you had a problem with them so I bought you. That's all I saw a good costume there, it's also not in other stores so that's what I chose."

"Did you buy anything yet?" she asked.

I shook. "Nothing yet, thank you for this." She hugged me before leaving, mama was probably tired because she had just finished her work.

I looked down at the handle. Fucky! Why didn't I think of it?

I can't help but rejoice, this is supposed to be my most sensible costume at the party. Alta and I literally always wear scarecrows because the theme is Halloween.

I think that will happen immediately tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll have a hard time sleeping with it now. I can't wait for tomorrow.

I'm gonna be a fucky vampire tomorrow.