Chapter 4 All Hallows eve

• Transylvania, present-day Hungary, October 31, year 1450. Elena:
• He's been following me for two weeks. He's been stealing kisses from me for two weeks. He has been caressing me in forbidden places for two weeks...
• God forgive me, I am as weak as the next woman.
• —You are very quiet today, little dove.- He comments sitting by my side. The beautiful field filled with red roses has become our secret meeting point.
• —When are you going back to Wallachia, my Lord?- I whisper.
• —Ah... so you fear losing my company. Tell me, will you miss me, little dove?
• —Of course not, sir. I'm just asking to make preparations . The day a large entourage leaves is the day the servants have the most work... there are rooms to sweep, rugs to shake, beds to make, furniture to...
• He leans over me and searches for my lips. I moan against his expert mouth. The warm palms of his hands slip under my dress and petticoat caressing my knees and thighs. I sob against his mouth. He smiles pleased.
• —Let's not think about my departure, my little dove. There are still many days before I have to leave Transylvania. Why don't we just make the most of our time together, hmmm?
• The palm of his right hand goes up looking for the hidden place between my legs. My eyes widen and my breath hitches.
• He kissese the corner of my lips.
• — Have you ever been touched here, little dove? - He whispers close to my ear while the tips of his fingers brush my entrance.
• Holly mother!
• — Tonight...- he murmurs against my lips.- come to my bed...I am eager to make you mine.
• — You shouldn't say such things, my Lord.- I whisper breathlessly.- Tonight is all hallows eve ...we couldn’t possibly...
• —Don't be silly, Elennah. The dead are dead. - He kisses me and inserts the tip of his finger into me.
• I immediately tense and squeeze the lapel of his shirt into a fist.
• — You have a lot to learn about the delights of passion, my red dove, the fire of desire between us is undeniable... and I will greatly enjoy getting burned while I teach you.
• Cornell University, USA October 31, 2021.
• Eleni:
• I've dressed up as a sexy maid. The costume doesn't look bad on me, besides I've left my long reddish hair down. My first year of college officially started on September 8 and thank God things are going pretty well.
• My studies over the summer served me well, quickly placing at the top of my class.
• I have made friends, luckily, Chantal Maddox and Timothy Hugh have become my beloved companions. We share too many classes together. My grandmother sent me the clothes that I bought for myself in Spiros, I was amazed to see them. First I thought to burn them or donate them to charity, then I reflected and came to the conclusion that being the foreign girl is enough for me. Those clothes have kept me from looking like a
• pauper. My new friends follow me everywhere...well, no. I follow them. Timy is boisterous and sometimes quite annoying, he has a slightly egocentric personality, on the contrary, Chanty is rather shy, she never says a peep, she spends her time with her nose glued to the books, she has breakfast, lunch and even eats in the campus library.
• Their opposed characters create a lot of tension between them. The middle ground between the two and the mediator is me, of course, but tonight I let myself be convinced by Timothy and I ended up at the Halloween party of the tourism faculty. Tim has dressed up as a fireman and Chanty as a shedevil.
• The music is loud and they have flashing lights everywhere, people are drinking
• from their red cups and this looks like a horror movie...
• Yes, one of those in which there is a group of sexually active young people gathered, entertaining themselves and all of a sudden the murderer appears with the ax or electric saw and... the massacre begins!
• I'm on my fourth glass of whiskey beer, I think. The mistress gives me turns. It seemed to me that at one
• point during the night Timothy stuck his tongue down Chanty's throat, but it can't be, those two can't stand each other most of the time, there's no way they're making out there on the couch. Or not?
• I abandon my drink on a small table and head outside to see if the fresh air helps clear my mind a bit.
• —Hey, Greece, are you leaving? - I turn to look at Henry. He sits right next to me in a lot of the classes, I have a hunch he likes me and he's not bad at all.
• He is five foot seven, his hair is brown, his eyes are brown, and he always smiles kindly at me. He has dressed up as a pirate, has an eye patch, a hook and everything.
• I push back the reddish strands of my hair that have fallen out from under
• the little costume hat I'm wearing.
• —Actually yes, Henry. I go back to the bedroom. Will you come with me? - I ask half tropelo.
• —Wow, Greece. How much did you drink? - He offers me his elbow and I take it.
• I try to smile but I smile back.
• —The truth? I lost count - I whine.
• We walked in silence for a long time until we reached the bedrooms. I moved into the university residence two days before the course started. The council has not yet selected a new Mégas and Grandma tells me this has caused great tensions within the vampire world. Thank God, I no longer have anything to do with them, I am determined to
• break the family tradition and to send a path for myself.
• —Do you want to go upstairs?- I ask stumbling.
• Henry raises his eyebrows.
• —Even if I didn´t, I'll have to, you can barely stand up.
• — What are you talking about? I'm wonderful.- I protest tripping on the first step of the stairs that lead
• to the second floor where my dorm and Chanty´s is...did I mention that she's my roommate? No. Well, yes, she is.
• I open the door to my shared room and go in, take off my hat and throw myself on the bed, costume and everything. I'm dizzy. I growl.
• —Should I bring you something for the hangover? - Henry asks uncomfortable.
• He is standing at the door of the room.
• — No.- I mumble.
• — Then... I'll go back to the party, Greece, call someone if you feel bad, just...
• — Henry...
• —Hmm?
• An idea has arisen in my mind and has quickly taken root. I should lose my virginity. Yes, why not? Something good must have
• sex when thousands and millions of people practice it frequently.
• My grandmother has always advised me to have my first time with someone I felt ... love for, and I tried it, I offered myself on a silver platter to ... I don't even want to think about his name. I'm glad he's dead. He deserved it for the way he treated me. The pain of spite has lessened over the weeks, I'm not ashamed of
• anything I did, although they were stupidities.
• Now here I am, drunk as hell and seriously thinking about losing my virginity to a guy I barely know.
• I get out of bed and walk over to Henry, wobbling, I'm a mess…I can't even manage a sexy wiggle when I walk. Horror!
• I must be honest, before going to live with my grandparents I had had some
• other boyfriend and with them I got to kisses and light touches. My mother was a major corporation at Philipides Consortium and my father was the head of IT security at the same company until they had an accident.
• We lived in Athens and my life was like that of any normal teenager until the death of my parents and
• my going to live with my grandparents. I had heard a lot about my parents' boss, the owner of the company, but had never seen him.
• That changed as soon as I went to live with my grandparents, after that, grandfather Kostas watched me like a hawk, the Philipides mansion in Athens has many servants and their sons and daughters and
• my grandfather was afraid that I might hook up with someone of those guys. He really shouldn't have worried so much, since I first saw the Kirios I wasn't interested in anyone else.
• —You could go back to the party or...- I whisper invitingly, sticking to his body and pressing my tiny breasts against his. I caress his abdomen with the palm of my hand and slowly go down looking for
• his crotch while I look into his eyes.- ...you could stay with me and have fun.
• Wow! Alcohol really makes me outspoken.
• Henry looks at me embarrassed. I think I've taken you by surprise.
• — You're drunk, Greece.- she whispers.
• —So? - I challenge you.
• — I really think we shouldn't...
• —Really?-I reproached indignantly.
• He takes my hand and places it right on his member above his pants, I can feel how hard he is, I look at him frowning.
• —Don't get me wrong, Greece. You're hot and I really like you, but I'd rather we do this when you're sober. Also, everyone in college knows that you're, well, a virgin, the first time
• is never good for a girl, especially if it's done in the conditions you're in, so...
• I must admit it. Right now my admiration for Henry has grown quite a bit.
• I grin from ear to ear and then pout. I have never considered myself a prudent or judicious person...and besides, I'm drunk. I close my fingers around his hard erection
• and look into his eyes. His eyes are wide open.
• — Look, I'm not asking you to marry me. I'm drunk, I don't deny it but I'm determined to stop being a virgin. This is your chance with me...take it or leave it?
• His jaw drops and I raise my eyebrows in response, he growls and connects his mouth to mine. I sigh relieved. I don't like Henry for a boyfriend, right now I
• don't like anyone for a boyfriend, but he likes me and has shown to be quite mature, maybe I'll give him a chance. He walks into my room closing the door with his foot and as he moves forward I back up until we're near the bed.
• Without stopping kissing we fall on the bed and begin to take off our clothes.
• —I hope you don't regret this, Greece.- he mumbles against my lips.
• —Depends on how you behave.- I mumble.
• He laughs and tangles one of his hands in my hair. We kiss again. There's a knock on the door, and Henry breaks the kiss and breaks away from me, looking in the direction we just came from. I cup his face in my
• hands and force him to look at me.
• —Whoever it is will go... shhh- I whisper and claim his lips. I place my hand on the nape of his neck, right where his hairline begins, and pull him toward me. I melt my lips with his and find his tongue with mine.
• They knock on the door again and this time it is more insistent. Henry
• breaks the kiss in exasperation and gets out of bed.
• — It will be a minute.- he murmurs and goes towards the door.
• I curl up on the pillows and wait. I am able to hear the murmurs of Henry conversing with the annoying intruder. I close my eyes for a minute and sigh, I hear the door close again and I smile.
• 000
• I wake up slowly. I open my eyes and realize with horror that it is very late. I look at the clock. It's ten o'clock! I jump out of bed, stopping abruptly at the sudden vertigo that overtakes me. How and I sit back on the bed.
• A quick glance at four makes me see that Chanty didn't come back last night. I squint my eyes, the light bothers me.
• Gradually the dizziness subsides and I head to the bathroom. I splash cold water on my face and stare at my reflection in the mirror.
• I screech and bite my lip. I have a tiny but obvious bruise on my neck, just above my collarbone. I don't remember getting hit in that region last night, in fact I don't remember much about last night...
• I flatten my back against the wall of the sink and sit on the floor, burying my face in my hands and massaging my scalp as I try to remember what happened.
• I left the Halloween party with Henry, he walked me here, I offered him up, we kissed, there was a knock on the door and then...nothing. From then on I don't remember anything.
• I stumble over to the bed, pull up the comforter and look under it. On the sheet that covers the mattress there is a small blood stain. I bite my lip. I hadn't noticed but my costume from last night is crumpled on the floor right next to the bed and I'm wearing one of my cotton pajamas. I bite my nails.
• Looks like I ended up so drunk last night that I did have sex with Henry, and
• from the evidence in my bed, it looks like I lost my virginity. But I just don't remember.