Chapter 68 John

Back to the present…

Joana dropped the diary she had been reading. She didn’t even realize that she had been reading for more than twenty-four hours. She never thought that reading about Marylin would turn out to be this exciting, even better than how it was when she read the first one. It was the hunger in her stomach that made her stop. The time she told herself she would go hunting had already passed and it was daylight again. She would just have to make do with vamscren so she could get a good meal.

As she climbed down the stairs to enter the kitchen, she thought about this new diary she had found. She noticed that Marylin didn’t write the same way she did in the former one. In this diary, she talked more about herself like she was telling a story, and Joana couldn’t help but relate to every single thing she had been through. She didn’t want to rush her reading by skipping to the final pages to see what happened, but something told her that Marylin probably didn’t have a happy ending with John like she’d always thought.

She entered the kitchen and got a bottle of vamscren she quickly gobbled down, before she went out to hunt. She had never gone hunting during daylight, but she didn’t have a choice, as Edmund didn’t leave her any food this time.

She flew into the forest and captured her prey the normal way she’d always done. After feeding, she hurried back to the castle to continue her reading. For someone who hated school, she never thought she would be this excited to read a book. But she wanted to see how Marylin’s story would end. It might not bring back Derick, but she felt it might give her some of the strength her ancestor had to handle things.

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Marylin’s POV…

As I entered, I noticed the tavern looked different. It had been renovated severally and looked more exquisite. And the people who came here this time were of higher class, not like the drunken fellows who used to saturate this place before, I wish it were like this when I worked here. I definitely wouldn’t have died. The tavern was now owned by my former boss’s great grandson, I asked around before coming here. And you could tell that he took good care of the place with the money he made here, and was not like his greedy ancestor.

I went over to the one who worked at the counter, the one who had my former job, and I sat down at the bar. As a vampire, I knew I couldn’t eat any human food lest I fall sick, but I had drunk a couple of times when I went out with Dana and the others and nothing happened. I definitely wouldn’t die if I took one now.

“What will you have, milady?” The waiter asked me.

I looked up into his eyes and froze there. He looked just like my Gerome! He had the same sapphire eyes and the cutest smile, that smile that made me say yes to my husband, his handsomeness was deadly, and as I looked into his eyes, seeing him made me forget all about Derick.

I asked him for a drink and he served it to me, it was as if he also knew that there was an attraction between us, because we then started a conversation, and I found out his name was John. While he would go back and forth from attending to customers, he would come back to where I sat to continue talking with me, before going back again. I never thought I would be able to see that smile again, I thought it was gone forever when I died, but here it was again, staring at me in the face.

I sat there for hours and drank while talking to him, until it was closing time, I didn’t even realize how long I had sat there with him, but it was well worth the time spent.

He offered to escort me home but I refused, I didn’t want him to see where I was going or how I would leave. I then said goodbye to him and left the town. The sun had set a few hours ago, and the others would probably be awake by now wondering where I went.

I met them in the study, all gathered in a coven meeting.

“Hello Marylin, how was your day?” Dana asked as she saw me enter.

I didn’t tell them anything, and I made sure not to think of anything, I didn’t want them to know I didn’t sleep, I didn’t want them to know where I had been or who I had been with.

“It was fine, I slept well,” I lied.

“Ok, I was just about to tell Hillary to go wake you up. We haven’t been gathered here for long, we were just deciding where our next vacation would be. We’ve literally visited everywhere we could think of and we were hoping you might have some ideas.”

“None at the moment,” I wasn’t interested in going for another vacation, the only thing I was interested in was the handsome man I had just met in the tavern, the only person I was just interested in was John, and it was really hard not to think about him while I stood there.

“Ok then, you all can go brainstorm your ideas on where you want us to go, then we’ll come back and have another meeting and we can all make a final decision.”

The meeting was then dismissed. I returned to my room to begin writing in my diary about all I had experienced, and that was when I noticed I exhausted all the pages. Writing had literally become a hobby for me, and when I first got this diary, I remember how excited I was to write in it that I wrote on it every day even though I didn’t need to. It then occurred to me that I had been wasting the pages by writing irrelevant stuff. I remember my pixie friend telling me to come and get another one in case I ever ran out of pages. It was time to go and do that now, because with John now in my life, there was a lot of stuff that had to be written.